Good Morning, Dear

The people who fall on the ground are either others or

Zhao Mu!!!

When she heard Mo Li say that, her whole heart was in chaos. Zhao Bin's behavior was hateful and vicious. She also had a personal will whether to save people or not, which was not related to breaking the law at all. She said she was deeply dissatisfied with it.

We can't watch Zhao Bin go to jail!

Let Zhao Fu stare at Zhao Bin. She chased out and heard Mo Li's voice on the phone coming from the front: "... Don't find Zhao Bin... Let him go to jail..." she couldn't accept such an arrangement. The more she refused, the more angry she became, and became angry and hatred.

There was a baton by the wall. I don't know which law enforcement policeman put it there temporarily. She didn't care whether she picked it up or left. She wanted to negotiate first. If it wasn't right, she would do it. It's a big deal to kill her.

Thinking like this, the more you think, the more crooked you are, and your mind is dazzled by all kinds of assumptions that you can't negotiate successfully!

At the corner, he and Cheng Qingyao hugged each other. They were so attached and gentle, not as cold and cold as they were just now... So she thought, don't leave Zhao Bin so heartless. Can she also touch his heart? Besides, Cheng Qingyao is not a good person. All these mistakes are caused by Cheng Qingyao.

Without Cheng Qingyao, Zhao Bin wouldn't be like this.

If Cheng Qingyao honestly married Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin wouldn't be like this.

Yang Sha's death has nothing to do with Zhao Bin. Why add the fault to Zhao Bin? Why should Zhao Bin go to jail with them? The overpowering drug was given by Cheng dongkun, and the method of forced marriage was taught by Cheng dongkun... Everything has nothing to do with Zhao Bin, so Cheng Qingyao and them will die if they want to die.

Thinking so, her heart was crooked and confused. She raised her baton and hit Cheng Qingyao hard at the key of her head.

Die!

When Cheng Qingyao dies, the world will be quiet!

Mo Li raised his head and rotated in time. His shoulder blocked part of the strength, and the height turned the fatal key of the head into the back of the head. The back of the head was cracked, and the red blood overflowed along the root of the hair, flowed into the neck, and dyed the white shirt red.

see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind!

Zhao's mother's eyes were stabbed and suddenly recovered. She finally knew what she was doing. She was so frightened that she threw away her baton and fell to the ground. How did this happen? How did this happen? She's here to negotiate. She's here to plead. Even if Mo is cruel, Cheng Qingyao's heart is still very soft. As long as she asks, she may still agree.

Heart demon!

Evil devil!

In this way, she was forced to come to this step!

"Why? Why did you do this? Did my mother die badly enough? Did someone beat my mother's head badly enough, and you want to add another stick? But he is Mo Li, you know, he is Mo Li..." Cheng Qingyao's long-standing tears flow down again. Her mother's shadow has not dispersed, Mo Li's injury comes again, and her heart is in a ball, In a mess.

Zhao's mother kept shaking her head. She didn't know what to say. Tears poured down like rain!

Cheng Qingyao cried even worse. She hugged Mo Li and covered the wound on his head with her hand. But her fingers could clearly feel his blood spilling from her fingers.

She cried so sad and scared that she called him and kept calling him: "don't leave, don't leave, hold on, don't fall asleep... Police doctor, is there a police doctor here, is there a doctor... Call quickly and call an ambulance..."

It's a mess!

It's a mess!

The scene was in chaos!

The injured person is no one else. He is the only successor of Mo's group. It's good that this matter doesn't leak. In case Mo knows... It's a mess. They don't think of the police car until Cheng Qingyao calls out the doctor and the ambulance. They think that the police car can escort Mo away from the hospital

The hospital received a call from millions of people who couldn't understand. Let's move Cheng Qingyao and Yang Sha. Who is so bold to explode the young master's head... The president asked someone to prepare the operating room, prepare life-saving blood, and then take someone to wait at the door of the hospital in person, scratching his heart

On the bus, Mo Li tried hard to support, and his dizzy mind wanted to sleep and didn't dare to sleep. Cheng Qingyao cried next to him, crying all the time, tearing his heart and lungs.

The cry was far and near, tight and floating towards him.

He leaned against her and wanted to say don't cry. He wanted to say it was okay. His mouth couldn't open and his hand couldn't hold her hand.

Thirsty.

Deadly thirst.

I want to drink water.

"Miss Cheng, don't cry first. See if Mo Shao is talking." the policeman sitting with Mo Li reported to the Dean while observing Mo Li's situation. He saw Mo Li's mouth moving powerlessly.

Cheng Qingyao suddenly stopped crying and picked up his face. Sure enough, he saw what he was saying with his eyes slightly open. The voice was very light. She leaned over and heard him exhale like silk: "water."

"Water... He wants to drink water... Give me water... Who has water..." Cheng Qingyao cried anxiously. A policeman handed her water. The Dean heard it at the other end and reminded her: "he has lost too much blood. Drink less and don't drink too much."

The mouth of the bottle was fed to his mouth, and when the water flowed in, he couldn't swallow, choking and coughing.

The cough was weak.

Cheng Qingyao's tears couldn't help flowing down. They all blame her. She's a troublesome spirit, a harmful spirit. It doesn't count to hurt her mother. Now she's doing this to him. She felt guilty and cried out of breath. She also held a mouthful of water on his lips and slowly rolled the water into his mouth.

His vision was blurred, he couldn't see her face clearly, only saw a fuzzy white in front of him. However, he can clearly feel her Softness, with the softness of temperature. It's good. He's still alive, she's still alive, and she's safe. That's enough.

Hard to open his lips, he squeezed out what he wanted to say to her: "Yao... Don't cry... I'm fine..."

His voice was very light, very light, almost inaudible, but she heard it, clearly heard it. She nodded and kissed his face crying: "don't leave me... Promise me, don't leave me..."

"OK... Promise you... I won't leave you..." with her, he can keep going, because she needs him.

When he arrived at the hospital, the president picked him up. Cheng Qingyao held his hand and ran along with the car. He ran to the operating room and was stopped by the nurse: "Miss Cheng, you can only send it here."

The holding hand was forced to release.

Mo Li's hand lost its support, fell in a straight line, hung in the air and swung around.

Cheng Qingyao couldn't stand it. She knelt down and cried bitterly. She also cried at the car pushed away: "don't leave, you promised not to leave me... You should remember your promise, and I'll wait here for you to fulfill your promise... Don't leave, you can't leave me, can't..."