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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters injured

When the two children saw that the father whom they missed finally appeared, a hint of joy flashed in their eyes, but soon, they immediately pretended to be angry and turned their heads to the side angrily.

Xiaotang was even hugged by him, turned his head over, and then angrily hammered his chest with his little hands.

"Let me go, you bad dad, bad dad, you agreed to stay with us all the time, but for five days, you haven't even been with us for a day. I don't like you anymore, I want to give you zero points."

The man looked at his daughter helplessly, and felt a lot of grievances in his heart, but in the end they all turned into a word of sorry.

"I'm sorry, Xiaotang, Momo, I've really delayed something. I'm sorry for this time, okay? Next time, I will definitely accompany you."

"Hmph, I don't listen, I don't believe it either. You are just a big bad guy who has been lying to us! I will never believe you anymore. Don't hold me, I will leave myself."

As he said that, Xiaotang waved his little fist and pushed Qin Hanxiao, wanting to leave his arms.

Mo Mo, who had been standing beside Bai Ziyue, looked silently at the tall man in front of him. His eagle-like eyes suddenly glanced at the man's back, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he did not ask what he was in his heart. Instead, he scolded his sister seriously: "Xiaotang, don't mess around. Dad has important things to do, don't get up. As long as Dad is safe, we have time to be together in the future. Let's go. It's too late, so get on the plane."

When the girl who was still losing her temper heard her brother's serious voice, she was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing those gloomy eyes, she closed her mouth in a sympathetic way and put away her little pink fist. Although she was still feeling aggrieved and dissatisfied, she still reluctantly hugged Qin Hanxiao's cheek with her little hands and kissed him hard.

"I didn't make up with you, I just stamped your face. Remember to have to accompany me next time!"

"Yeah, OK."

After a slap, the man kissed his daughter's cheek with a smile, then carried her to the plane, turned around again, and spread his hands to his son.

"Mo Mo, do you want to kiss me too?"

The little boy walked forward with a gloomy face. He did not speak, but searched in his backpack, put a small bottle in his palm, waved to Qin Hanxiao, and signaled him to bend over.

"kindness?"

Although the man was puzzled, he still bent down according to his son's instructions and put his head close to his cheek.

Mo Mo whispered in his ear: "This bottle of medicine was developed by Uncle David for treatment of trauma. You will ask your mother to apply it to you later."

After the words came to an end, a cold bottle appeared in his hand.

The man was slightly stunned. Before he could react, his son had already climbed onto the helicopter quickly.

A strong wind rose, and Bai Ziyue and Qin Hanxiao immediately held hands and retreated, watching the plane slowly rise into the air, and gradually seemed to be in the night with the banging sound.

Because time has been delayed too much, the pilot drove very quickly and didn't even have the chance to wave goodbye to everyone.

With loneliness and sadness, the couple's hands were tightly pulled together.

Bai Ziyue suddenly felt that her heart had flew away with the helicopter, and her whole body was pulled away from all its strength, and she leaned tiredly towards the man's shoulder.

"What did Mo Mo say to you just now?"

"He gave me this and asked you to apply medicine to me."

Hearing this, the woman was stunned and stood up in surprise, grabbed the man's arm, wandered around him for a while, and looked at him carefully. When she reached her back, she immediately pulled him at a loss and walked towards the villa.

"You, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly injured?"

Back in the living room, pressed Qin Hanxiao on the sofa, and with the light, she finally saw the man's back clearly.

I saw that my clothes were stained with blood, and in the dark night just now, I didn't see him being injured.

Although the wounds under the clothes were not visible, the sticky blood made the woman's eyes suddenly turn red, and her heart hurt like a sharp dagger that was so painful that she could not breathe.

"Don't move, your wounds are probably stuck with your clothes. I'll find a pair of scissors to cut them open for you."

The woman's voice was a little trembling, and she felt a faint panic.

Qin Hanxiao's back had already hurt to a numb state. In fact, he didn't know what his back looked like, and even when he was injured, he couldn't explain clearly.

Bai Ziyue jogged with the medicine box and scissors, knelt on the ground, and carefully cut the man's clothes that were wet with blood.

When all the clothes were cut open and the broken clothes were thrown to the ground, the woman was instantly shocked by the scene in front of her and tears burst out.

She didn't dare to cry loudly, so she could only suck her nose, hold back her tears, and gently wipe the wound with disinfectant.

But the complex scratches and deep flesh-and-blooded knife wounds are so hard to look at.

In the end, she was really unable to do anything, so she tried to keep her voice calm, slowly got up, and said in a deep voice: "I have no experience in dealing with the wound, you can wait a moment."

Without giving Qin Hanxiao time to answer, the woman trotted out of the villa.

After a while, Li Hui walked into the living room with a puzzled look on his face. When he saw the boss lying on the sofa and the shocking wound on his back, he was stunned.

"Qin, Mr. Qin, what's wrong with you? Why are there any knife wounds on your back?"

"Blade wound? It's probably those people who took the knife. It's getting dark, and I haven't seen clearly what weapons they are in their hands. You can apply medicine to me first."

"good."

After all, he was born as a killer and was very experienced in dealing with trauma. Li Hui picked up the disinfectant water and was familiar with it to disinfect Qin Hanxiao first. Some of the flesh that had been turned up was not blinking, so he took out the knife he carried with him.

"Mr. Qin, it may hurt a little, please bear it."

"kindness."

With a click, the lighter ignited a fire, making the blade red.

With a hissing, the irreparable flesh was cut off without anesthesia.

If it were an ordinary person, he had already fainted from pain, but Qin Hanxiao just frowned slightly and could still ask calmly: "Is Zi Yue outside?"

Li Hui gently sprinkled the special medicine powder left by Mo Mo on the wound and sighed.
Chapter completed!
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