Shi Jing Shen hung up the phone with a complicated expression, his face turned cold, and said to Tang Shi: "Don't send the message first, let's take it easy."

After he finished speaking, he took his mask and left.

Tang Shi blinked, not knowing what to say.

In a psychological clinic.

Shi Jingrong looked at the woman in front of him, and his anger surged, and the anger in his eyes was about to swallow the woman.

Xiao Qing rolled between her throat, holding Nan Yanyu, who was already standing still with her hands, and was still bleeding from her forehead.

Xia Que was beside Nan Yanyu, looking at Shi Jingrong with an embarrassing expression.

He had never seen Shi Jingrong like this. In his memory, Shi Jingrong has always been a gentle man, and there was no other similarity except for his appearance that was similar to Shi Jingling.

At that time, the depth of field looked cold and distant, but there was a strong force in his bones. No one could do anything to him.

Shi Jingrong looks gentle and gentle, but in fact it is even more elusive than Shi Jingling's depth of field.

On one side is Nan Yanyu and on the other side is Shi Jingrong. Both sides are injured and he doesn't know what to do for a moment.

Xiao Qing protected Nan Yanyu behind her, frowned and looked at Shi Jingrong, and looked at him with a pale face, "Shi Jingrong, please be more awake."

Shi Jingrong had blue veins on his forehead, and her figure reflected in his eyes. His voice was deliberately forgiving, "You ask them to go out first."

Xiao Qing pursed her lips and had to say, "Okay, you can calm down first."

Nan Yanyu pulled Xiao Qing's white coat, but Xiao Qing turned around and patted her hand, as if comforting her.

That look...

Nan Yanyu shook all over, her pupils dilated a little, and she was stunned.

Xia responded quickly and helped Nan Yanyu walk out first.

After all, Xiao Qing is a doctor, so it is better to cause trouble here than them, let alone they are outside, so if there is anything, you can rush in.

The ward was quiet, and outside the glass window, yellowed ginkgo leaves floated into the window frame and fell on the bed.

Shi Jingrong's figure shook slightly, and he looked up at the woman in front of him, and there was an unbearable anger in his eyes.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you Xu Si?"

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Shi Jingshen rushed over and saw Nan Yanyu sitting on a chair in the corridor. His long hair was so messy that he was tying. His shoulders and chest were covered with blood. The bloodstains from the bandaged wound on his forehead passed by the corners of his eyes and extended to his jaw, and wet a large piece of clothing along the jawline.

At that time, the depth of field suddenly missed.

Nan Yanyu frowned and sat on the chair and rubbed her legs. Suddenly, the man was hugged in her arms. A familiar breath came into the tip of her nose, and then she felt a soreness.

Shi Jingshen took off his coat and put it on Nan Yanyu. He squatted down and looked straight with her. His slender fingers pushed away the broken hair on her forehead, then gently put it down, and turned his eyes to Xia Que, who was so arrogant that he dared not come out.

"What's going on?" he asked with a frown, his tone full of coldness.

Xia pursed her lips and was thinking about how to speak. Nan Yanyu suddenly pulled Shi Shen's sleeve and said stutteringly: "It's okay."

Shi Jingshen held her hand back, but the expression on his face was as cold as ice, "Go back and get rid of you."

Nan Yanyu only felt that she was so wronged.

She just pushed the door and saw if Yifeng was there. Who would have thought that Jingrong fell into the cup when he happened to run into it.

Then she was hit.

"It's Brother Jing Rong." Xia had to tell the truth and explain the situation at that time.

Shi Jingshen was obviously surprised and frowned and said: "Is there something wrong with his brain?"

"This...is not very clear."
Chapter completed!