Chapter 6 Warmth

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A few minutes later, Zhang Bowen took the towel handed over by his men and carefully wiped the blood stains on his hands.

While wiping it, he was still recalling the shout of Wang Xiaoshan, who was killed just now, "Kill me, you will regret it!"

"Oh, who is that!" Zhang Bowen's mind was not as simple as before. He would only follow Zhang Bowen behind Pan Hongsheng's buttocks. He vaguely felt that the boy's words did not seem to be completely bragging.

"What's the matter, Brother Bowen." A slender man looked at him in fear. The scene of Zhang Bowen beat people to death with his fist just now was really shocking, leaving a deep shadow on their little brothers. This was not Zhang Bowen's intention, but it really achieved the effect of increasing his prestige.

"Was it out, does this guy have any organization, Thirteen Taibao, does he have this name?" Zhang Bowen doesn't go to school stupidly these days. He has practiced a lot of mysteries of the underground world with Lin Hongyi and others. He knows that these killers have no friends, but this does not mean that they are not organized.

The white intensive care unit is very quiet, with a kind of cold, clean and simple. Several little brothers outside the door are whispering.

"Be careful, Brother Sheng's face is scary. Don't mess with him!" A little brother wearing sunglasses seemed to be more sophisticated, and he was busy teaching several companions.

A younger brother with a slightly tender face hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Who is this injured brother Sheng?" Is it your sister?"

"Don't talk nonsense! This is Brother Sheng's... that one." The sunglasses carefully glanced at the ward, and then shouted briefly, "Sister Hong is out! Stand up!"

Lin Hongyi has been guarding her all night, and her eyes are slightly dark. When Pan Hongsheng just asked her to go back to rest, suddenly there was a trace of sadness in her heart.

Because she saw Pan Hongsheng's eyes on Zhao Qing, the kind of eyes that were about to melt people. She suddenly felt that her heart seemed to have been slightly pricked with a needle.

"Come to my senses!" As a result, several little brothers became angry when they walked to the door, but today these guys are particularly clever. They stand straighter than soldiers, which makes Lin Hongyi unable to find an excuse.

"Sister Hong, don't worry, I will take care of them." At least the sunglasses are the senior horse around Lin Hongyi, who has the right to speak.

"Ye-huh." Lin Hongyi looked ugly, but she didn't embarras them any more and hurriedly left.

"Look, look!" The sunglasses were proud: "I've told you, don't bubble at this time. You will be beaten as soon as it bubbles! It's still light to be beaten! There is an old saying that if you don't work hard, you won't be lazy! The boss is extremely unhappy because of his sister-in-law's affairs, and Sister Hong also has a chain reaction and is deeply unhappy. You guys should listen to me carefully. Remember, the boss will go in as soon as he says hello! The opportunity to perform is today..."

Pan Hongsheng doesn't know everything outside. He is not in the mood to pay attention to all kinds of noise and cleverness outside. He just stares at Zhao Qing, who was lying down for a long time, gently picked up one of the other party's hands and slowly put it on his face...

The other party's hand is strangely cold and dry, and the fingernails are white, echoing Zhao Qing's pale face.

This strange coldness made his heart thump. How warm and texture Zhao Qing's hand was in the past... This hand once touched his chest and back, all over his body, roasting his body like a small sun.

The clenched fist rattled, as if it was about to be crushed by his own strength.

On that day, Zhao Qing, with a free and intellectual face, appeared in front of him. The plum blossom, which had a miserable fate but always bloomed in the snow, attracted him like a magnet at first glance.

It seems to vaguely remember that in that two-meter-long **, he rubbed the twisted ankle for the other party and repeated the most old-fashioned plot in the vulgar novel and TV series, but both of them enjoyed it. They couldn't extricate themselves deeply. The first time they met, they completely handed over everything to each other...

Because of Zhao Qing, Pan Hongsheng understood warmth and happiness. From then on, he broke away from the world of steel and blood and understood another meaning of life.

Because of Zhao Qing, he made up his mind to forget the old man's inhumane rules. ** Why should he be imprisoned? Is a person's original performance imprisoned?

He has thanked God countless times for letting himself meet a beautiful and mature and intellectual woman like Zhao Qing. This kind of woman is like the sea, surrounding, surrounding and drowning his wild and unruly speedboat...

If it weren't for Zhao Qing, he might always be just a boy, not a complete man.

If Su Ya Su Xue is the kind of tender beauty of the little lotus, Zhao Qing is the true beauty.

Maybe time can destroy a woman's youth, but a charming woman is like red wine, light and heavy, her face seems to have goose feathers and beautiful snow, and her eyes are like a swift with words. For this kind of woman, time is like a friend. The more she settles, the more she accumulates the beauty.

This flower bloomed for him, carried a bad name for him, and silently endured how many things that women should not have endured for him? Think about yourself, how much time does it belong to the other party?

Pan Hongsheng clenched Zhao Qing's slender and slender hand...

Unconsciously, a clear ** drop fell on Zhao Qing's hand, and his throat trembled slightly. He still didn't believe that he was crying.

"I'm sorry... I still didn't keep my promise. Will you blame me?" Pan Hongsheng's throat was stuffed with a rag, and his voice became more and more abstract. Finally, he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Zhao Qing's usual shadow kept flying and wandering in front of him. It seemed that everything was yesterday, but at this time, Zhao Qing could only lie **, and her face was pale and she didn't know when she would wake up.

"Eh..."

Suddenly, Pan Hongsheng's nerves are fierce! Because he seemed to see Zhao Qing's lips tremble slightly!

He quickly wiped his eyes and shouted, "Nurse! Doctor! Come on!"

The little brother outside came in a lot and blocked the door. Pan Hongsheng kicked them out angrily.

After the nurse and the doctor went in, they carefully examined Zhao Qing's body. The doctor wearing a mask looked at Pan Hongsheng and nodded slightly.

Pan Hongsheng held Zhao Qing's hand again, and there was already a trace of warmth...