Sheng Wanguan lowered his head and took off his coat carefully, "It may be just a simple accident."

Ling Xiao sneered, "You forgot about the last Vincent car accident? That's right, you didn't wake up from drinking at that time, and you didn't know even if you were caught."

Sheng Wanguan's face turned pale and lowered her head and stopped talking.

Ling Xiao looked at the woman with white skin in front of him with almost transparent skin, and reached out to pinch her chin, "Now do you know who it is?"

Sheng Wanguan's apricot eyes met Ling Xiao's sharp eyes and said lightly, "Tang Yuanming doesn't need to do that. Even if it's him, it's all the things in the business world between you men, and they have nothing to do with me."

"What a good one has nothing to do with you."

The power in Ling Xiao's hands became stronger and stronger, the light in his eyes became colder, and the breath around him was so depressing that it made people breathless, "Sheng Wanguan, you are really good at pretending to be stupid."

Ling Xiao was very strong, and Sheng Wanguan felt that his chin was about to break, but fortunately, Ling Xiao quickly threw her away.

Sheng Wanguan was already bent over, but he threw it to the ground.

Ling Xiao looked at her coldly, Sheng Wanguan curled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with sadness, "It seems that you didn't listen to a word of what I said that day."

She said so much that day, but now it seems that it's all in vain.

However, this result was also within her expectations. Who is he? Ling Xiao, the richest man in Haicheng, and a man who is scared to talk about, why should he reflect on him?

If she could let him put aside his guard and reflect on his mistakes by simply saying that would be strange.

Sheng Wanguan stood up with her body in her arms, her eyes were particularly cold and her voice was particularly calm, "Do you still need to bandage?"

Ling Xiao looked at her with a sinister face. The calmer and colder she was, the more furious he became.

Seeing that he was silent, Sheng Wanguan stepped forward again to help him take off his shirt until Ling Xiao's body trembled, and she heard him gasp.

At this time, Sheng Wanguan saw a piece of pointed glass tied on his arm, and the sleeves of his shirt were all stained with blood, and it seemed to be very deep.

Just now, she pulled the piece of glass on the wound when she took off her shirt.

Although Sheng Wanguan felt cold in his heart, he could not help but feel a little worried when he looked at the blood, "It's very deep, I can't handle it, you should go to the hospital!"

Ling Xiao closed his eyes and said in a commanding tone, "Take it out."

Sheng Wanguan said, "There may be fragments inside, and professional medical staff need to help you clean up."

Ling Xiao opened his eyes, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "You can even clean up the bullet wound of Mousse, will this little glass not be cleaned?"

Sheng Wanguan's body stiffened and looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"

When Musi was fighting with Mu Chengzhou, Mu Chengzhou spent a high price to invite a killer to assassinate Musi. At that time, Musi was shot in the shoulder, but for various reasons, people could not know that he was injured, so he did not dare to go to the hospital.

That night she cried and took out the bullet for him. The blood dyed her hands red. She blurred her eyes countless times. Cold sweat wet her clothes. Mousse made fun of her. The one who was shot was more like her.

She will never forget that night for the rest of her life.

But how could Ling Xiao know?

Ling Xiao said, "There are no airtight walls in this world."

Sheng Wanguan said, "But you hadn't returned to China yet, and Mousse was just a little person with nothing, so it's not worth your trouble."

After hearing this, Ling Xiao sneered, "Little man? Are you sure you really know that man?"

Sheng Wanguan was speechless when Ling Xiao asked. She used to think that she was the one who knew Mousse the best in the world, but later she realized how naive she was.

Mousse never let her know him.

I'm afraid she doesn't know countless things!

But Sheng Wanguan didn't want to know what Mousse did. She looked at the man in front of her and said lightly, "There is no anesthesia here."

Ling Xiao withdrew his gaze from her face and closed his eyelids again. Perhaps he had lost too much blood and his face was a little pale, "No need."

Sheng Wanguan didn't say anything more, put on gloves, picked up a clip to disinfect, and his hands fell on the edge of the wound.

Without the barrier of the clothes, she could clearly see the wound and the piece of glass. At present, the glass should be a whole piece, but it cannot be confirmed.

She did not remind Ling Xiao, clamped the glass and quickly pulled it out, and the wound suddenly became bloody.

Sheng Wanguan glanced at Ling Xiao, and saw that he just frowned slightly.

She immediately picked up the gauze and pressed it gently on it, "Do you feel any fragments inside?"

If there are fragments in the wound, the place you press will feel abnormally painful, like a thorn piercing it inside.

Ling Xiao shook his head, "I can't feel it."

Sheng Wanguan sprinkled bleeding medicine on the wound, and the blood slowly stopped. Then she took out the disinfectant and "hold it down."

The medical alcohol was poured on Ling Xiao's wound, and the muscles in his body became tense, like solid stones.

Sheng Wanguan looked at his clenched fists and dripped disinfectant on his wound again. Soon she saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but he did not "hum".

She cut the gauze and wiped the blood on the wound, looked at the bright red flesh and blood and said to Ling Xiao, "I'm looking for pieces. If you feel pain, just shout it out."

Ling Xiao looked at his face that was so close to him, and his rosy lips opened and closed in front of him, making him think of the kiss yesterday.

Sheng Wanguan did not stop. When she finished speaking, her fingers penetrated into his wound and began to fumble carefully.

Ling Xiao's face instantly turned pale as paper, sweating like rain. The next second he reached out and grabbed the back of Sheng Wanguan's head and kissed her lips accurately.

Sheng Wanwan froze, then put his mind back on his fingers, continued to feel the touch of his fingertips, and took out two small pieces from it.

The kiss lasted for a long time. Sheng Wanguan was like a person outside the matter, allowing Ling Xiao to plunder greedily, neither refusing nor responding.

It was not until a long time before Ling Xiao let go of her.

Sheng Wanguan's eyes were clear, as if nothing had happened before. She lowered her head and continued to help him with the wound, but she felt chilling on her back.

She didn't have to look up, and she knew how ugly Ling Xiao's face was, but her heart was really calm at this moment, neither shy nor annoyed.

Ling Xiao was not angry until Sheng Wanguan treated his wound, packed the medicine box and stood up. At this time, Ling Xiao suddenly held her hand and pulled it hard.

A dizzy turn, Sheng Wanguan was pressed on the chaise longue.

Ling Xiao looked at her condescendingly, with anger on his face, "Don't you ask why I kiss you?"

Sheng Wanguan followed suit, "Why?"

Ling Xiao said angrily, "Because you look like my ex-girlfriend in the United States."

Ex-girlfriend?

With his ex-wife and Lan Yan, it seems that Ling Xiao has quite a few women.

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