Chapter 104 You are powerful, but not strong enough
Hearing Zou Weijun's voice, Xiao Jing's heart became calm in an instant. She and Wang Lanzhi looked at the Zou Guards at the door. Xiao Jing shouted, "Ah! Why..." Then he laughed again, "Ha ha, it's all ruined."
Wang Lanzhi stared at Xiao Jing angrily, "You child..." turned to Zou Weijun and said, "Why don't you take a hot bath and be careful not to catch a cold?"
Zou Weijun came all the way, and the ground was full of dripping drops of water. It's like the heavy rain outside, and when I came to the house, it turned into light rain. Zou Weijun smiled carelessly, "It's okay, but I didn't expect it to rain so heavily that I forgot to take the umbrella." After saying that, he touched Xiao Jing's face with his hand, gently glanced at Wang Lanzhi and went upstairs.
Neither Xiao Jing and Wang Lanzhi think there is anything wrong. The mother and daughter talked for a while and then went back to their own room to rest.
Just as Xiao Jing and Wang Lanzhi were whispering, Zou Weijun, who walked into the bathroom, carefully took off his coat. He looked at the body in the mirror, with a few bruises on his arm and a deep but long knife on his back, bleeding out. Zou Weijun did not deal with the wounds, which were not worth mentioning for him.
Zou Weijun stood under the steaming head and washed every scar on his body with hot water. He really hopes that these wounds will be healed quickly. He absolutely doesn't want Xiao Jing to see them and doesn't want her to worry blindly. After taking the shower, Zou Weijun walked into the bedroom in his pajamas. He was thinking about how he could unknowingly take the blood-stained clothes to the trunk of the car and secretly dispose of them.
Xiao Jing was lying reading a book without looking up. She knew that Zou Weijun had come in. "I think Yishu must be very emotionally unhappy. You see, she is always disappointed with men."
Zou Weijun walked to the bedside and lay down carefully. He tried not to touch the knife on his back, "Maybe! She doesn't seem to have a husband.
"Well, she must be a woman who is very serious about love, otherwise she wouldn't have written so many good love."
"Oh, does Yishu have a good love?"
"Of course, in fact, she just advocates that women should be independent. Her love is still good.
"Honey, your thinking is really different!"
"Of course, your wife is a goddess... I'm sick."
Zou Weijun smiled in a low voice, because he pulled the knife on his back with a smile. He was afraid that the knife would crack, and if he bleed, he would be found by Xiao Jing. Zou Weijun lay sideways and looked up at Xiao Jing, "You are... really self-aknowledge!"
Xiao Jing looked down at Zou Weijun, stared at him and said, "Get out, I said yes, you said no."
Zou Weijun raised one hand high above his head and smiled ruffianly, "I didn't say anything. Don't wrong me."
Xiao Jing saw the blue and purple on Zou Wei's wrist, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. She grabbed Zou Weijun's hand and put his wrist in front of her, "This, this... How did this happen? It's all purple!"
Zou Weijun did not dodge. He smiled cheerfully, "It's not my own performance, but I want to fight with a new recruit. Unexpectedly, that boy really has two things to do. You see, that's it."
Xiao Jing did not blame Zou Weijun, but asked with a smile, "Did Zou Tuan win or won or won!"
Zou Weijun took his hand out of Xiao Jing's hand and supported his head with one hand and said, "My wife said she won, so she must have won. Otherwise, there will be no place for my face."
Xiao Jing lifted the quilt on her body and said as she got out of bed, "I think so. You are getting more and more regressing. It's true that a new recruit's egg was injured."
"Wife, if that's not the case, you have to separate from me!"
"You think so! I'll get you some medicinal wine. Push the blood and the blood melted away.
Zou Weijun quickly got up from **, "Don't move. Tell me where it is and I'll get it."
When Xiao Jing heard Zou Weijun say this, she sat on the edge of the bed and did not move. "It's in the second drawer on the right side of the TV cabinet in the living room."
Zou Weijun nodded, opened the door of the bedroom and went downstairs. Xiao Jing slowly moved there and moved her legs back to **. In less than a month, Xiao Jing is about to give birth. Now Xiao Jing, in her own words, is a round ball with limbs. Whether sitting or standing up, whether going to bed or getting out of bed, any movement will be very difficult and clumsy. Xiao Jing finally understood the saying: "If you don't raise your child, you don't know the kindness of your parents."
After a while, Zou Weijun returned to the bedroom with medicinal wine. Xiao Jing patted her side and motioned Zou Weijun to sit over. Zou Weijun obediently sat next to Xiao Jing and gave the medicinal wine to Xiao Jing. Xiao Jing opened the lid of the medicinal wine, and a pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine rushed out. Xiao Jing wrinkled her nose and said, "Do you like to smell the smell of traditional Chinese medicine?"
"I don't like it, how bad it smells!"
"That's because you're not used to it. In fact, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine can wake up and calm your mind."
"Oh, I will resign tomorrow and find a traditional Chinese medicine shop to work."
Xiao Jing had a very beautiful smile on her mouth, and she ignored Zou Weijun's nonsense. Xiao Jing poured the medicinal wine into the palm of her hand, and then rubbed it back and forth with both hands. When the medicinal wine was hot, she put the palm of her hand on the bruises of Zou Weijun. In an instant, Zou Weijun felt a warmth from his wrist to his heart, and his tears almost fell. No one has healed him yet! He thought happily, "I won't be afraid of getting hurt in the future."
Xiao Jing raised her eyes and looked at Zou Weijun. She put away her smile and said to him, "I cured your injury. You are not allowed to get hurt again without my permission."
Zou Weijun raised his eyebrows and raised a charming smile on the corners of his lips. "My Jing can also read my mind. I must obey. Who makes me afraid of my wife!"
Xiao Jing began to rub Zou Weijun's wrist with both hands. The technique was very soft, as if she did not dare to force it, for fear that it would hurt him. Zou Weijun looked at Xiao Jing without blinking, looking like the hero in Qiongyao's novels. Xiao Jing smiled and said, "If you watch it all your life, I don't know if you will see enough."
"No, there will never be enough to see enough in this life."
Xiao Jing looked at him shyly and smiled very beautifully, "Fool."
Xiao Jing and Zou Weijun are in love and unparalleled in love. Li Bo's side was furious and roared like a manic psychopath. In fact, Li Bo knew that Zou Weijun was a soldier and did not intend to do anything to him. He just wants to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger. Unexpectedly, the thunder he hired at a high price was so vulnerable in front of Zou Weijun.
Li Bo behaved very gentlemanly and handsomely in front of those thie. "It doesn't matter. It's common to win or lose. I won't give a penny of money. In addition, I will give another 50,000 yuan to heal my brothers.
The boss of the thre, the strong man who finally cut Zou Weijun with a knife, said to Li Bo very politely and respectfully, "Thank you, boss. Let's go back."
"It's easy to go, I won't send it."
When the thres withdrew, Li Bohuoran stood up from the expensive boss chair and turned the boss chair to the ground viciously with one hand. Then, Li Bo smashed his luxuriously decorated apartment. Now, Li Bo is sweating and sitting in a pile of garbage and all kinds of debris gasping for breath.
No one will know that Dr. Li Bo, who is polite and polite, is actually a patient with severe depression. In recent years, Li Bo has seen many psychologists. In addition, he is a psychiatrist, and his condition has been well controlled. It's just that recently, he has become more and more unable to control himself. Li Bo increased the dosage and also turned to his tutor. But it has no effect at all. Especially in today's situation, it is absolutely unacceptable for things beyond their control, whether it is a good Li Bo or a sick Li Bo.
An idea suddenly flashed in Li Bo's mind, "I fought with him." He was stunned. Who is he going to fight with? Can you fight? That night, Li Bo was in a messy apartment, smoking and staying up all night. As the first rays of sunlight of the dawn shot into his eyes, he smiled strangely and gloomyly, "Tou Weijun, I won't make you feel better."
Entering the bathroom, Li Bo took a cold shower and changed into a suit. After packing up, he drove the car to the door of the army compound. Li Bo's car was very quiet, with neither radio sound nor music. Li Bo had no private blood and expression on his face, and his eyes stared at the door of the army compound.
Just after seven o'clock, Li Bo saw Zou Weijun's car drive out. He opened the door and got out of the car. I walked to the front of the car and stopped. Zou Weijun saw him and drove the car over. Zou Weijun didn't get out of the car, but just rolled down the window, "What's wrong? I went out in person today.
Li Bo didn't pretend to be confused either. "I'm not going to follow you, I just want to tell you a word."
Zou Weijun pulled out his ears, "I listened attentively."
"A momentary victory is only a momentary victory. Whoever laughs to the end laughs best."
Zou Weijun raised his eyebrows and squeaked his lips, "I remember. I also have a word to tell you."
Li Bo stood up straight, put his hands on his chest, and raised his chin, "Say it!"
"You are very powerful, but not strong enough." After saying that, Zou Weijun drove away without waiting for Li Bo's reaction.
Li Bo carefully chewed Zou Weijun's words, and he tasted a trace of contempt from this sentence. Not strong enough, who is not strong enough? Compared with him, Zou Weijun? So well, Li Bo must let Zou Weijun know his strength, let Zou Weijun fall under his feet, and let him admit his own strength. Zou Weijun, wait to take over!