Chapter 2417 (1/2)

The edge of his clothes also showed traces of blood, which seemed to be telling something. Suddenly Huo Qingyang almost didn't bite off his tongue:

what was he talking about? At this time, any words are only afraid of salt on her wound!

So before Feng Jingyi could answer, Huo Qingyang hugged her again, wrapped her in a big body, and wished to bury her in his chest: ”I'll take you to see a doctor! First go back to ”

just a move under his feet. Thinking of something, Huo Qingyang bent over and picked her up:” if you are not comfortable, wrap your head! ”

The rain still crackled on the body, and the umbrella couldn't cover anything. Both of them were in a mess. Huo Qingyang couldn't care about it, but he was afraid of her suffering. On the one hand, the complicated mind was caused by her physical injury, and on the other hand, even though the experience tonight would crush her completely. So, even if they hide their ears and steal the bell, in Huo Qingyang's heart, at this moment, they won't show Face is a kind of protection.

Huo Qingyang didn't go back to the nightclub and hugged her. He went directly to the club next door. As soon as their figure disappeared in the vision, two men who were put on the ground by their backhand were dragged into the dark woods by several big men. Then, with the rumbling thunder, all kinds of shrill screams and wails were drowned in the more pouring rain.

This stormy night is destined to be full of stories.

……

In the exclusive suite of the club, Feng Jingyi is put down, Huo Qingyang rushes into the bathroom, takes the bath towel to the half, remembers where he turns back and puts on the hot water, and then runs out again, takes a pile of bathrobe bath towels, and shoves them into Feng Jingyi's arms, wipes her twice, and he stands up again:

”is it cold? Thirsty or not? Hungry or not? I'll pour you a glass of hot water first! ”

When she got the water back, Feng Jingyi had no time to respond to the same questions, but she saw that he stood up again, took the phone, turned off the water, and came back to wipe her hair. For a long time, Feng Jingyi watched him scurrying around. Obviously, he didn't know what to do.

Finally, he stopped, crouched in front of her, stuttered for a long time, and the first sentence that came out was: ”that Why don't I take you to the hospital first? ”

”Don't worry. Don't go to Sheng's or the big hospital! I mean Will not reveal any of your privacy. I'll find you a private clinic. It's reliable. Anyway, check it first! ”

”Forget, I should get a waiter to give you some clothes first!”

Seeing that Huo Qingyang's words are all over again and again, and there is no logic in his work, the whole posture of little 250 looks funny. He looks straight at the wet figure that wipes up again, and Feng Jingyi's thoughts suddenly jump off:

does he think that she has been affected by that?

Did he regret it? Nervous? Blame yourself? Or afraid she can't think of it? So I started to be cautious when I was doing things and talking? He still cares about her, doesn't he?

He was so flustered, so anxious, and so helpless --

did he care about her or this?

Wrapped in a thick bath towel, he is still sticky and wet. Especially when there is wind and air flow, the cold feeling is particularly obvious. His big eyes are directly following a flustered figure, and his quiet and happy thoughts are also floating in a trance: