Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Han Changqing turned and left, then turned around again, Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand to cover his left arm, and saw that blood kept oozing out there, he took big steps and walked towards the inside.

Seeing that there were still explosives buried here, he stretched out his hand and tore off the fuse.

Xiao Mohan raised his head, looked around, and when he was examining the corpse, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him.

"cold."

Zhuo Bi's figure appeared, he stepped forward, Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, and pushed him away: "Don't come close."

"Han, what's the matter?" Zhuo Li was stunned for a moment, looked at him and asked.

Xiao Mohan took half a step back, and said in a deep voice: "These corpses are rotten, there may be something wrong with them, and the people in the orphanage may have been transferred in advance."

Zhuo Bi listened, and exchanged a glance with Xiao Mohan.

"That kid just now." Zhuo Bi blurted out, and the two left from the side.

As soon as he left, Han Changqing called: "Master, the child who was sent to the hospital for rescue just now was robbed halfway! Medical staff, died."

After receiving a call from Han Changqing, Xiao Mohan's handsome face darkened terribly.

"Snap." He put the phone back on the side and clenched his fists: "It's so reckless."

Zhuo Bi held the steering wheel and grabbed it hard: "Han, what should we do now?"

"Han, are you injured?" Zhuo Bi turned his head suddenly, only to find that on Xiao Mohan's left shoulder, blood was dripping down his hand.

Zhuo Bi drove the car towards Wen'an Pavilion.

Hearing the sound of a car in the middle of the night, the old butler put on his coat and got up in a hurry.

"What's the matter, Third Master, why are you injured?" The old butler was anxious and stepped forward.

Xiao Mohan strode in, stretched out his hand to tear off the shirt, grabbed the scalpel, and poked towards the wound, pierced it hard, and cut open the flesh.

"Hiss." Seeing this, Zhuo Bi gritted his teeth and took half a step back.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, took a bottle of white wine, and poured it towards the wound.

The old butler took the gauze and wrapped it up for him, Xiao Mohan went to get a piece of clothing to put on, and hurried out.

He took two steps, stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Housekeeper, I need your help with something."

"Third Master, tell me." The old butler looked serious, stepped forward respectfully, and stood in front of him, Xiao Mohan whispered to him, the old butler raised his head, glanced at him, and nodded: "Yes, old slave It must be done."

In City S, several explosions occurred in the middle of the night, causing a commotion in the city.

Mr. Hei's life was constantly in danger, and he rescued a seriously injured child in the sea fire. He was seriously injured and sent to the first aid, which aroused the worship and love of the whole people.

Hospital, VIP Ward

There are many people around outside, all sending flowers and fruits.

"Mr. Hei was seriously injured, take all these gifts back!" At this moment, the secretary came out and said to the crowd.

After doing ideological work for a long time, they dispersed.

In the ward, Yao Rong couldn't sleep, she got up and walked out, her face was bloodless, but she was in good spirits, when she heard the noise, she opened the door and walked out.

I saw a nurse walking in front of her.

Yao Rong wanted to go back to the room, but saw the nurse standing at Ah Fu's door, looking around nervously, opened the door and walked in.

Seeing this scene, she walked towards the ward.

In the ward, the lights were not turned on, the curtains were pulled down, and the nurse was holding a syringe, ready to give Ah Fu an injection.

"Who?" The nurse turned around, Yao Rong rushed in, clasped her wrist tightly, pushed her aside, and whispered, "Ah Fu doesn't give injections."

Seeing Yao Rong, the nurse was taken aback for a moment, then stuck her left hand out of her pocket, and stabbed Yao Rong's abdomen with a scalpel.

Seeing this, Yao Rong clasped her left hand behind his back, twisted it forcefully, the scalpel was deflected sideways, Yao Rong raised his knee, and pushed towards her body.