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The doctor walked out of the consulting room with the medical record and glanced at the corridor: "Who are Li Manjun's family members?"

Zhao Yong, who was leaning silently against the wall, rushed over immediately, "Me! Doctor, how is she? Is she awake?"

The doctor asked: "Who are you Li Manjun?"

"husband."

"The patient was hit hard on his back. Fortunately, his spine was not injured, but there were only bruises. The back of his head was hit during the fall. There may be some slight concussion. His left calf was moderately bruised and his left wrist was dislocated."

Every time the doctor said a word, Zhao Yong's face became darker. Yao Zhaowen, who was following him, could feel the worry and anger he was suppressing, and his face looked very scary.

The doctor gave Zhao Yong a helpless look, "Do you want to call the police?"

Zhao Yong did not answer, but asked: "Is my wife awake? How is she doing now?"

"Now that the person is awake, family members, please rest assured that the patient's life is not in danger, but he will still need to be hospitalized for treatment. I will take a photo tomorrow morning to check whether there are any internal injuries, bruises, or blood. This is the payment slip. You go and get it first. Pay the fee.”

Yao Zhaowen glanced at Zhao Yong's gloomy face and took the initiative to take the bill, "Mr. Zhao, I'm going to pay the bill. You go and see the boss."

"Thank you." Zhao Yong said sincerely.

Yao Zhaowen waved his hand, took the payment slip and left quickly.

Li Manjun felt like he was in a dream, and it didn't feel real until he saw Zhao Yong appear in front of him.

There was no part of her body that was not in pain. She wanted to sit up, but Zhao Yong rushed over, gently pressed her shoulders, and said warmly: "Don't move, be careful with your hands."

late.

Li Manjun didn't know that his wrist was broken, so he got out of bed. Although he was quickly stopped by Zhao Yong, he still gasped in pain.

Thinking of what happened to him tonight, Li Manjun was so angry that he cursed in a low voice: "What the hell!"

Seeing that she still had the energy to curse, Zhao Yong relaxed his tense jaw slightly and let out a breath.

"Does it hurt?" He asked with worried eyes. Hearing her gasp, he couldn't bear to bear this pain for her.

Just this heart-wrenching inquiry made Li Manjun instantly feel aggrieved. She held her mouth shut, her nose became sore, and she wanted to cry.

When Zhao Yong saw her red eyes, his heart clenched together. He hurriedly leaned down and gently held her in his arms to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay. Don't think about anything. Leave the rest to me. You Take good care of yourself, you know?”

"Yeah." Li Manjun nodded her head angrily, and was supported by Zhao Yong's big palm, telling her not to shake around, or she would faint.

Feeling the warm and broad embrace of her lover, Li Manjun burst into tears. Even though it was not painful enough to cry while wearing the medicine, but being comforted and cared for by others, she couldn't help but shed tears of grievance.

Tears soaked the shirt in front of him. Zhao Yong's heart tightened and his eyes were red, "Don't cry, dear, don't cry. I feel so sad."

He wiped the tears on her face with his rough palms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead and face. His movements were so gentle that he was afraid of hurting her if he used any force.

The delicate face was scratched, and the few thin red marks were so dazzling. Zhao Yong's shoulders and back were tense, and the vigorous back muscles bulged. He tried his best to restrain his strength, leaving all the tenderness to the person in his arms, and did not dare to use force. hug her.

After a while, Li Manjun finally vented his grievances and fears, took a deep breath, lay on the hospital bed filled with the smell of disinfectant, smiled and said to the frowning man in front of him, "I'm hungry."

Zhao Yong frowned slightly and smiled. He gently touched her hair and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."

"Eat meat."

"Okay." He agreed to everything, told her to lie down, turned around and walked out of the ward.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant the moment he stepped out of the ward, leaving only a ruthless face.

Yao Zhaowen paid the fee and walked to the ward with the receipt. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Yong's angry face. His whole body trembled and his footsteps stopped suddenly, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao——"

Mother! Boss, why does her husband look like he is going to kill someone?

Zhao Yong patted Yao Zhaowen on the shoulder, motioned for him to go in first, raised his leg to pass him, and strode away.

The tall body carried a strong sense of oppression that prevented strangers from entering. The doctors, patients and family members who passed by carefully avoided him and disappeared into the corridor.

"Brother Yong, how is your sister-in-law?"

When Xiaoguan, Liu Chao, and Jiang Yu saw Zhao Yong walking out of the hospital lobby, they immediately surrounded him and showed concern for their sister-in-law.

"Mild concussion and trauma, dislocated wrist."

The three of them suddenly looked angry, and Liu Chao said fiercely: "You even dare to beat my sister-in-law, so if I catch this man, I will kill him!"

Zhao Yong rubbed the fingers of his left hand and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Xiaoguan noticed his little movement, took out the cigarette from his pocket and handed him one, opened the lighter and wanted to light it for him.

Zhao Yong waved his hand. There will be a smell. His wife had a very good nose. She held the cigarette between her fingertips and rubbed it. She looked up at the dark sky outside the hospital square and took a deep breath. When the atmosphere was solemn, she suddenly turned around and asked the three of them. :

"Where can I buy food around here? Your sister-in-law wants to eat meat."

It was very late, and the nearby small restaurant had closed its stall early. Jiang Yu hurriedly said: "There is a night market street nearby. There should be food there."

Zhao Yong waved his hand, Jiang Yu led the way, and the four of them walked towards the night market street together.

Zhao Yong asked: "Did you three drive here?"

Xiaoguan nodded, and Zhao Yong told him to take Yao Zhaowen back later, and then said to Liu Chao and Jiang Yu:

"You two go to Luo Yongping and ask him to find him."

The two nodded and immediately turned around and left.

Xiaoguan and Zhao Yong came to a stall selling kebabs and bought some kebabs and a portion of fried rice. There happened to be a stall selling wontons next to them. Xiaoguan bought one and came back, saying that the proprietress felt more comfortable eating something hot.

The two bought things and returned to the ward. Zhao Yong gave Yao Zhaowen the payment and asked Xiaoguan to send him back.

His daughter-in-law is now in the hospital, and she has to rely on Yao Zhaowen to help her take care of herself these days. Zhao Yong said a lot of words of thanks, which flattered Yao Zhaowen.

On the way back, Yao Zhaowen sat in the passenger seat of Xiaoguan's truck and asked weakly, "What is Mr. Zhao going to do about this boss matter?"

Xiaoguan said perfunctorily, "Just call the police."

Afraid that Yao Zhaowen was also worried that he would be beaten, he comforted him: "You should keep an eye on the store for the landlady. You don't have to worry about anything else. Those people won't find the store."

"No way?" Yao Zhaowen was a little worried about his own safety. This was retaliation. How could he give up so easily?

Xiaoguan didn't want to say more, just patted his arm and said, "They don't dare."

Yao Zhaowen reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a wry smile. In fact, he wanted to ask Xiaoguan and the others what they were going to do. He always felt that something was wrong with Mr. Zhao's cruel expression before.

But obviously Xiaoguan didn't want him to know too much, so Yao Zhaowen could only remind him jokingly: "As long as no one is killed."

Xiaoguan glanced at him with a half-smile, turned the steering wheel, and turned away.