After Yan called the ambulance, she turned her head and saw Lin Qingqing still standing there. She suddenly thought of something and quickly called the police and said that someone here deliberately used sulfuric acid to injure people.

After hanging up the phone, Yan glared at Lin Qingqing hatefully and said, "You vicious woman, no matter how you speak, no matter how you do it, you have prepared sulfuric acid. Your heart and blood are black, right?"

Lin Qingqing has been trapped in the fantasy of hurting Ye Moshen, so she didn't react for a long time.

"I have called the police. When the police come, you tell them yourself!"

"Call the police..." Lin Qingqing slowly came to her senses, "No, I can't call the police... I can't go to the police station, I can't!" She is the daughter of the Lin family, and her reputation is very good. If she enters the police station, wouldn't she be ruined in the future?

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing suddenly stood up and stumbled outwards. When Yan saw that she was about to run, she went up to catch her: "Where are you going? Do you think you can run away?"

"Let me go!" Lin Qingqing anxiously wanted to break free from her. At this time, what she thought of was that she could not be caught by the police, she could not be embarrassed. Lin Qingqing, who was determined to escape, was extremely powerful, so she broke free at once.

When Yan wanted to catch up, she suddenly thought of something and had to turn it back: "Mu Zi, Lin Qingqing ran away, what should I do? Should I ask someone to chase her back?"

Han Muzi in the bathroom frowned slightly when she heard this. At this time, she asked someone to go and get her back? The most important thing at the moment is to deal with Ye Moshen's wound.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi said coldly: "Don't worry about her, come in and help me."

"Oh, OK." Yan reached out and tried to push the door open, but he didn't. "Why can't you push it open? Lock the door open."

Han Muzi kept focusing on Ye Moshen's back against water. Hearing this, he was still wondering, she didn't lock the door when she came in just now? Why couldn't she push it open?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi raised her head and looked at it. When she wanted to walk over to see the door lock, it was Ye Moshen who reached out to push the door.

"you……"

"Don't let it go." Ye Moshen's voice was filled with suppressed pain.

Han Muzi frowned and looked at her eyebrows: "Why? I need an extra helper."

Although he was already in unbearable pain, Ye Moshen still did not groan, and his ink-colored eyes were still staring at her: "Do you think I will let other women see me like this except you?"

Han Muzi: “…”

His heartbeat suffocated, and Han Muzi almost slapped him in the face and woke him up, "When is it now? You are still caring about this. Is your life important or your face important?"

She was so angry that her eyes were a little red.

Seeing her like this, Ye Moshen held back the bone-eating pain on his back, stared at her with a focused look, and his thin lips slightly opened.

"You are important."

Han Muzi's heart thumped, "You..."

This person, at this time, was still intent on saying this. Han Muzi was so angry that she glared at him fiercely!

This look saw Ye Moshen's eyes, but there was an unexpected coquettish look. His pale thin lips curled up, "Luckily, I'm here. If those things are poured on you, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Han Muzi: "...Can you shut up? What you should worry about now is your own injury!"

What's going on with this person? He was obviously hurting his back, but he was still saying these pretentious words to himself!

It's so damn annoying!

Han Muzi ignored him and went around to the back to continue to flush him. Yan was still asking outside, so she had to say, "You wait outside, I'll just come here. When the ambulance comes, we'll go out."

"Okay." Yan actually listened to Han Muzi's words very much. She told her that, and Yan did this, so she quickly went downstairs to wait for the ambulance.

There was only the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, and the two of them were covered by the sound of water. Han Muzi kept standing behind Ye Moshen's back and rushing the water for him. She had no choice but to do this before the ambulance came.

A heart is in a mess. Han Muzi just hopes that the ambulance will arrive soon.

But Ye Moshen was so hurt, but he didn't say a word.

She could hardly bear it in her heart.

Finally, Han Muzi finally heard the sound of the ambulance whistle, and at that moment, it was like.

The ambulance is coming? Han Muzi raised her head and an excited light surged in her eyes.

"Are you afraid?" Ye Moshen, who had not spoken, suddenly asked.

Han Muzi looked at the back of his head, "What?"

He turned around and faced her, Han Muzi's face changed: "You go back, I will continue to flush the water for you."

Ye Moshen's face looked ugly, his lips were blue and white, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, which shows how painful the injury was.

Seeing him like this, Han Muzi would rather go and see his wounds.

He said nothing, but he looked at himself motionlessly, "Are you afraid that I will die?"

Han Muzi's heart thumped, and she walked around him directly, continued to give her back to Lengshui, and said ruthlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's hard for you to die if you hurt me."

"It seems that you are not afraid anymore." Ye Moshen laughed softly.

Han Muzi frowned vigilantly, "What do you mean?"

"nothing."

Soon the rescue stretcher went upstairs and came directly to the bathroom door. Han Muzi quickly opened the door after hearing the sound, and then took Ye Moshen out for first aid.

After all, Ye Moshen got into the ambulance. After all, he was so injured that Han Muzi couldn't bear to leave him alone, so she also got into the ambulance together.

After getting into the ambulance, Ye Moshen kept holding her tightly.

During this period, when Han Muzi wanted to break free, Ye Moshen increased her strength, and she had no chance to pull her hand back.

Han Muzi looked at the man's pale side face and wondered.

He has already become so injured, so how can he get such a lot of strength? Besides, the wound is so deep and he still uses such a lot of strength. What if it becomes more serious? Thinking of his desperate attempt to cover himself up, Han Muzi softened his heart.

Forget it, if he wants to hold it, just hold it.

Anyway, she won't lose any piece of meat if she holds hands.

So Han Muzi gave up struggling and handed his hand softly to him.

Ye Moshen held the soft and boneless hands, as soft as cotton candy. For the first time in so many years, he felt that his heart was much more fulfilled.

Although the wound on the back can be seen, this woman is by my side.

His pale thin lips raised slightly, and Ye Moshen actually felt very happy.

"You are so hurt, why are you happy?" The nurse couldn't help asking after seeing his strange smile.
Chapter completed!