My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

At ten o'clock in the evening, a car accident happened at a traffic light two kilometers south of the main road outside Yujing Yinwan.

The ambulance stopped by the side of the road, and Mo Bing lay on a stretcher, heaving a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death by you."

Jiang Jiusheng returned the sentence to her intact.

When he saw someone, Mo Bing felt at ease, and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Is it an illegitimate meal?"

"Um."

"It didn't hurt you, did it?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

Mo Bing took a closer look. Jiang Jiusheng was intact except for a handkerchief wrapped around the back of his hand. She had seen Jiang Jiusheng's skills before, so she asked naturally, "Is the other party injured?"

"Um."

Sure enough, Sanda is not practiced for nothing.

Mo Bing was about to learn more details, but Jiang Jiusheng changed the topic: "How are you doing?"

"It's okay." The basic first aid was done, Mo Bing touched the place where his head was broken, "I just asked the traffic policeman to confirm your safety, why did he call you here?"

"He said you had a concussion."

Jiang Jiusheng looked at Mo Bing's face. She was indeed not well. The skin injuries on her body were nothing but her lips were frighteningly white and she couldn't move. The medical staff were giving her basic first aid.

Before putting on the oxygen mask, Mo Bing urged: "You come up first, and if the reporter catches it, it's time to write scribbles again."

Jiang Jiusheng got into the ambulance, and after a while, Xiao Qiao also came up, with a mournful face and red eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sister Sheng, it's all because of my poor technique."

She lowered her head, blaming herself. When changing lanes, she bumped into the guardrail, which was not too heavy. Mo Bing hit her forehead, and her arm bumped, causing slight scratches.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything, and sent the two of them to the hospital.

After the examination, Mo Bing did have a very slight concussion. The doctor suggested staying in the hospital for observation. Xiao Qiao only had a skin trauma. After bandaging, she went to the police station with the traffic police to make a statement.

Maybe the nurses in the department recognized Jiang Jiusheng and specially opened the VIP ward.

"You go back first, Lin Anzhi will be there soon." After all, Jiang Jiusheng is an entertainer, and even in the middle of the night, Mo Bing is afraid that paparazzi will come to squat her.

Jiang Jiusheng answered absently.

Since just now, she has been out of her mind, and Mo Bing rarely sees her so full of thoughts: "What's wrong? I'm restless."

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head, didn't say much, took the mask and hat: "I'll go back first, call me if I need anything."

"Be careful on the road."

Mo Bing was a little curious. He didn't know which kind of goblin it was that made her artist so fascinated.

Jiang Jiusheng met Xu Qingbo downstairs in the inpatient department, probably just out of the operating room, he was still wearing a sterile surgical gown, and he recognized Jiang Jiusheng wearing a mask at a glance.

"Miss Jiang."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head and called out, "Doctor Xu."

Xu Qingbo smiled half-smile, jokingly: "Are you injured again?"

She shook her head without much explanation.

"Come to see Shi Jin?" Xu Qingbo looked at the time on his phone, "He's not in the hospital, he should be on the plane by this point."

"Is he on the night plane?"

Sure enough, Shi Jin had reported to his family, and Xu Qingbo generously knew everything: "Well, the seminar is tomorrow morning, and Shi Jin and his colleagues in the hospital are on the plane at 10:30 tonight." Finally, He added, "Oh, there are no female colleagues."

Jiang Jiusheng lowered his eyes, thoughtful.

The phone vibrated, Xu Qingbo glanced at Jiang Jiusheng, then pressed the answer button, and joked: "Oh, it's rare, call me."

After talking on the phone, Xu Qingbo's expression changed.

"Where do you say you are?" He said in an incredible tone, "Police station?"

The person on the call didn't talk much, Xu Qingbo didn't ask too much about the few concise words, and after listening, he said: "I'll be there in half an hour."

Then, after hanging up the phone, Xu Qingbo looked at Jiang Jiusheng: "I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, I have to excuse me first."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded and left first.

"Miss Jiang."

Xu Qingbo suddenly stopped her.

she turned back.

"Have you met Shi Jin before you came to the hospital?"

Jiang Jiusheng replied, "Yes, I've seen it."

Xu Qingbo laughed, with a look of sudden realization: "I knew it would be like this."

"What?"

"It's nothing." Xu Qingbo joked, "I just think that Shi Jin is really a fan."

She was noncommittal.

Xu Qingbo waved his hand, turned around and left, his footsteps were hurried and a little eager.

Less than ten minutes after Jiang Jiusheng left, Lin Anzhi arrived at the hospital. He stumbled into the ward, completely devastated.

Mo Bing looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

He stood at the door, his eyes were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he gasped slightly: "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

"I do not--"

As soon as he hugged her, his voice was trembling: "You scared me to death."

I don't know how hard he used, but Mo Bing felt out of breath, and tugged at his suit jacket: "Anzhi, you're hugging too tightly, you're dizzy."

He sent it away immediately, and was stunned for three seconds, then hurriedly got up again: "I'll call the doctor."

Mo Bing grabbed him and shook his head: "Just hug me lightly."

He knelt down, hugged her waist, buried his head against her abdomen, and wiped the sweat on her hospital gown: "There will be no next time, I will be scared to death by you."

Mo Bing patted his head amusedly, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Last year, when they went skiing, they also fell down. Her hands bled a lot. Lin Anzhi kept crying while holding her. Later, he went to the hospital. The doctor said she had a skin trauma, but it was Lin Anzhi himself. He didn't even know that his hand was broken, but he insisted on hugging her all the way.

He is such a cold person, he only cried for Mo Bing.

"Anzhi."

Lin Anzhi looked up at Mo Bing: "Huh?"

She was silent again.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to eat the noodles you made."

She wanted to ask if it was him who was with Wen Shuning at the award ceremony, but looking at his bright red eyes, she seemed to have her throat blocked when she spoke.

Mo Bing never doubted that if Lin Anzhi loved her, he must love her deeply.

He hugged her and lay down: "I'll go to the hospital to see if I can borrow the kitchen." He kissed her forehead and then his lips, "Hey, don't wait for me, you sleep for a while."

"good."

He kissed her again, and told his assistant to guard the door of the ward before leaving.

Mo Bing can't cook,

Lin An's meeting.

Mo Bing doesn't know how to do housework either.

Lin An's meeting.

She can't even turn on the washing machine.

Because Lin Anzhi said that he would wash her clothes for a lifetime, from the age of 14 to 94. He is not a gentle person, he is even indifferent, and all the little tenderness he has is given to her.

He is her entire youth and all her beliefs. They made an agreement when they were fourteen years old, and they would rather abandon the world and live up to no one.

Mo Bing couldn't imagine that if Lin Anzhi betrayed her, would she die, or that life would be worse than death.

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