Seeing Wu Xin grinding his teeth, Mu Sheng quickly begged for mercy and raised his hands, "No, no...it's not okay to murder your own husband, Xin'er."
Mu Sheng walked closer to Yu Yuanyuan, his hand slowly touched Yu Yuanyuan's back, his voice was very gentle, "Be good, Yu Yuanyuan, let go and be obedient, I am Brother Mu, and Brother Mu will not lie to you."
Is that right? Let go..."
Yu Yuanyuan was indeed loosened, and her teeth slowly loosened, but her mouth was full of blood. Xia Zihao's arm was already in terrible shape, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
Mu Sheng frowned and waved back, "Bring the medicine here."
The nurse responded and ran out quickly.
Yu Yuanyuan blinked her eyes and turned to look at Mu Sheng. It took her a while to wake up. She was in the treatment center and came to see Xia Zihao...
Suddenly she felt that she was in Xia Zihao's arms, and couldn't help but struggle. However, Xia Zihao didn't know when he had put his hands on her waist and hugged her tightly.
The more she struggled, the tighter he held her
"Let me go," Yu Yuanyuan said coldly, holding his fingers with both hands.
Seeing that he couldn't break it open, he ruthlessly scratched the wound on his arm.
Xia Zihao snorted, but gritted his teeth and did not let go. He leaned his head on her shoulder and hugged her tightly.
Wu Xin couldn't bear it and was about to step forward, but was pulled back by Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng shook his head and whispered: "Wait, let Yuanyuan take the medicine first."
"What kind of medicine does she take? It's not her who is sick..." As he spoke, his eyes widened involuntarily, "Could it be that... Yuanyuan also..."
Musheng nodded without hesitation
Wu Xin's eyes flashed with tears, she covered her mouth and ran out
The little nurse brought the medicine over. Mu Sheng poured a glass of water and handed the medicine to Yu Yuanyuan.
Yu Yuanyuan took her hand out with difficulty, took the medicine, and her mood calmed down a lot, but Xia Zihao was still clinging to her like an octopus and couldn't pull away.
Musheng looked at the wound on his hand and frowned more and more, wondering why: "Yuanyuan, please bandage it. Now he will beat anyone who comes near him..."
"No...it's best to let him die," Yu Yuanyuan said maliciously, feeling the body holding her tremble violently.