The cold light, adorned with a cold front, passed in front of Qiao Simu's neck, only a finger away from Qiao Simu's aorta.
Facing the blade that almost took her name, Qiao Simu's eyes turned cold, she turned sideways, raised her hand, and pierced the person's hand with the silver needle hidden in her palm.
The killer felt pain and released the dagger in his hand.
Qiao Simu immediately snatched the dagger from the opponent's hand, but when the opponent's hand was about to loosen his hold on the dagger, he took the dagger with his other hand and stabbed Qiao Simu at the same time.
Qiao Simu changed from active to passive, stepped back sideways, and at the same time raised his foot to kick the opponent away.
Qiao Simu used eight points of force with this kick. The killer grunted and slid back three meters, hitting the back of the sofa before stopping.
The killer covered the place where he had just been kicked and looked up at Qiao Simu in front of him.
Qiao Simu not only pretended to be stupid and hid her clumsiness, but also hid her clumsiness in a big way!
He quickly adjusted, stood up again, and rushed towards Qiao Simu again.
When he was still one step away from Qiao Simu, his figure suddenly flashed.
Qiao Simu's punch was empty. The killer took advantage of this moment to kick Qiao Simu. At the same time, he tightened the dagger in his hand and stabbed her.
Qiao Simu supported the table next to him, used the strength to jump up, and kicked the killer's hand holding the dagger.
The dagger was successfully kicked to the ground by Qiao Simu. Qiao Simu clenched the two needles in her hands and stabbed her acupuncture points while the killer picked up the dagger.
"Ding dong——"
At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.
"Mumu."
As the doorbell rang, it was Fu Zhuochen's voice.
Qiao Simu was stunned for a moment.
When the doorbell rang, the cell phone also rang, and the caller ID was Fu Zhuochen's phone number.
Fu Zhuochen outside the door didn't know why he suddenly felt uneasy. The more Qiao Simu didn't answer the phone, the more uneasy he felt.
Fu Zhuochen opened the door directly with the room card in his hand.
Qiao Simu: "???"
How could the card in his hand still open her door?
It's too late to say it, but it's too late to do it.
All this is just a short moment.
At this moment when Qiao Simu was stunned, the killer rushed to Qiao Simu with a dagger.
At the same time, the door was opened.
Qiao Simu turned sideways, turned towards the door and shouted happily: "Good-looking brother!"
Fu Zhuochen is here?
The killer's daze only lasted a very short moment, but it was during this moment that Qiao Simu had time to adjust his position and avoid the killer's fatal blow.
The killer saw that he failed to kill Qiao Simu with one blow, and with the arrival of Fu Zhuochen, he had missed the opportunity to kill Qiao Simu.
With Fu Zhuochen here, let alone killing Qiao Simu, whether he can survive is a big question.
The killer grabbed Qiao Simu and threw her roughly onto the sofa.
Fu Zhuochen immediately went to pick up Qiao Simu, and the killer took this opportunity to quickly leave Qiao Simu's room.
Qiao Simu was thrown onto the sofa. Although he had tried his best to avoid the wound on his arm, he still inevitably touched it, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Mu Mu!" Fu Zhuochen came to Qiao Simu's side and saw her pale face and bleeding arms. He immediately took out the emergency medicine box in the room and gave Qiao Simu a simple bandage.
"It may hurt a little, please bear with it for a while." Fu Zhuochen said to Qiao Simu in a warm voice.
The wound was a bit long, but fortunately it wasn't deep.
When Fu Zhuochen poured hydrogen peroxide onto Qiao Simu's wound, Qiao Simu couldn't help but cry out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
Seeing Qiao Simu crying in pain, Fu Zhuochen's movements on his hands became gentler and gentler.
But Fu Zhuochen had never bandaged anyone else's wounds. If he was injured himself, he would treat it simply and roughly without paying attention to any gentleness.
Now it is a rare tenderness.
But it still hurt so much that Qiao Simu couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"It hurts."
"I'm already very light."
"It really hurts."
"Then I'll be gentler, what now?"
"Ouch, it still hurts so much, it hurts every time I move, ah, it hurts."
Seeing Qiao Simu crying when she opened her mouth, Fu Zhuochen felt a headache, but he could only coax him: "Stop crying, I'll bandage you up, and I'll take you to eat something delicious later, okay?"
"Woooooooo..."
"You can eat whatever you want and as much as you want."
"Really?" Qiao Simu's cry became softer.
"Yeah." Fu Zhuochen nodded.
"I, I want to drink something good," Qiao Simu said.
"Okay, whatever you want to drink, I'll buy it for you."
However, when Fu Zhuochen bandaged Qiao Simu with gauze, Qiao Simu couldn't help but scream.
Fu Zhuochen helped Qiao Simu blow gently on the wound, "Okay, I'll give you a breath and it won't hurt anymore."
Qiao Simu looked at Fu Zhuochen in shock.
Is this still Fu Zhuochen?
In Qiao Simu's shock, Fu Zhuochen finished bandaging Qiao Simu's wound.
"I want to eat hot pot!" Qiao Simu said immediately.
"You can eat hot pot if you want, but we have to go to the hospital first." Fu Zhuochen said seriously.
He just helped with a simple treatment of the wound and temporarily stopped the bleeding, but he still had to go to the hospital for a checkup and take some X-rays before he could rest assured.
There’s no need to be so exaggerated, right?
She was just scratched.
Instead of going to the hospital, she just wants to eat hot pot.
After playing for a day, I didn't eat anything in Fu Zhuochen's room just now, and now I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back.
"Okay." Fu Zhuochen agreed.
only……
When Qiao Simu saw where the car stopped, he was stunned.
Isn't this still a hospital?
"Let's go eat after watching this." Fu Zhuochen coaxed her like a child.
Qiao Simu: "..."
The doctor took off the bandage on Qiao Simu's wound and saw the long wound inside. He couldn't help but said to Fu Zhuochen: "You are too careless about your sister. If this wound is not treated well, it will leave a scar."
.”
younger sister?
Your whole family is a sister.
Fu Zhuochen's face darkened: "This is my wife."
These five simple words made Qiao Simu's heart beat so fast that it reached her throat.
wife……
As soon as the doctor heard that Qiao Simu was Fu Zhuochen's wife, his eyes immediately changed when he looked at Fu Zhuochen: "You, are you committing domestic violence?"
Fu Zhuochen: "...I didn't. Her wounds were not caused by me."
The doctor refused to listen and said to Qiao Simu: "Little girl, you don't have to be afraid. If this man domestically abuses you, you must go to the police. Let me tell you, you can't condone such a man. You have to make him suffer a little and grow long."
A long lesson!”
After listening to the doctor's words, Fu Zhuochen's eyes bulged with blue veins, his hands on his sides were clenched into fists, and his whole body's aura immediately became depressed.
Seeing this, the doctor leaned close to Qiao Simu's ear and asked: "Little girl, do you want me to call the police for you? Domestic violence is not allowed."