My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Chapter 22 022 God assists Xie Dang

"What if I'm killed?"

Xiaogong was brave and self-willed, and he didn't want to be afraid. He justified his words: "Laozi loses money."

After he finished speaking, he lifted Jiang Jiusheng's hand, lifted the stool and smashed Jane Chengzong's head, his head instantly blossomed, and Jane Chengzong was stunned for ten seconds.

Jian Chengzong is also a wealthy man. Where has he been done like this? He was so angry that he endured the pain on his back and head and shouted hysterically: "Where do you come from, the grandson of the turtle, as long as you did not kill me today, we The Jane family will definitely kill you! "

Oh, threat? Who is not a young master!

Xie Dang threw the chair down on the ground, and there was a fierce "you are young and crazy, and you are even more crazy", and then snorted: "Then I will kill you, a hundred." Then, he lifted his foot to Jianzong's stomach He kicked and kicked hard to death, "Yeah, bullying the disciples of Xie's family, I don't have anybody when Xie's family!"

Xie Dang flew to China as soon as the concert was over, and he came over without changing clothes. He still wore bright black leather shoes on his feet.

Jian Chengzong was screamed and shouted.

The bodyguards of the Jane family were in a hurry. As soon as they stepped forward, Yuwen Charge snapped his fingers and stopped everyone. Then he sat on the leather sofa and watched with cold eyes.

Don't look at Xie Dang as a squeamish person, he is ruthless, that's what he did to death, he has a bad temper, and no one dares to pull when he's having trouble, except Jiang Jiusheng.

"Enough." Jiang Jiusheng squeaked.

Xie Dang stopped for a moment and looked up at her.

Jiang Jiusheng glanced at Jian Chengzong who was holding his stomach paralyzed on the ground. He was out of breath and had less air intake. Xie Dang was also trained. It is estimated that the place that was not fatal but hurt the dead.

"It's broken and I have to clean up the mess." Yu Wen Chong said this sentence.

Xie Dang was not happy, and then he slapped two more punches before stopping. He moved his wrist and turned his head to look at Jiang Jiusheng, and the lights hit him. He only then saw that Jiang Jiusheng had a wound on his left cheek, leaving a half-finger blood stain, and grabbed Jiang Jiusheng's hand: "What's wrong with your face? Which one hit it?"

Xie Dang is a bad-tempered person who wants to be arrogant. He is usually self-willed and unreasonable. It ’s better to be short-sighted. He does n’t like Jiang Jiusheng. He is uncomfortable. She smokes, drinks and fights to play guitar. Ancestors can close the door to train, but can outsiders bully? Can you fight? He was so angry that he dragged Jiang Jiusheng angrily and said, "Hurry, which rabbit got it!"

Jiang Jiusheng carelessly wiped a handful of blood with his finger: "Splattered by glass slag."

Xie Dang quickly grabbed her other hand, took a clean and elegant square scarf from the suit pocket, wiped her, and murdered her: "Don't move, ruin your ugly death!"

Jiang Jiusheng frowned deeply, his forehead sweating.

Xie Dang was puzzled and continued training: "Are you stupid? What kind of a woman is doing outside, won't you run?" After training, she took her hand and turned twice, twisting the handsome eyebrows, "Is there anything ? Is there any other injuries? "

Master Xie Xie Dang had a son, and had no mother since he was young. Master Xie certainly got used to it, so he developed the coquettish son who is so heaven and earth, but he is young, just in his early twenties. In addition to a violin, the social experience is not much, the nature is simple, although Jiang Jiusheng always speaks against each other, but in the end, the "self family" who studied music together for a few years, still partial to her.

Seeing Jiang Jiusheng not speaking, Xie Dang grabbed a little curly hair: "Why don't you say anything? Are you okay?"

Jiang Jiusheng bit his lip: "If you don't let go, you'll be fine."

Xie Dang froze for a moment, only to find that her face was white and sweaty, she immediately loosened her hand, and poked her with her fingertips, gently poked her arm: "What happened to her hand?"

Xie Dang has a pair of very beautiful hands. Perhaps because of playing the violin since he was a child, his fingers are particularly long and his slender joints are thin, sharp and delicate.

Xie Dang is a beauty-loving man, especially his hands. He also bought insurance for his hands and the hands of the prestigious genius violinist.

Jiang Jiusheng returned his words painlessly: "It may be that the bones are broken."

The bones are broken ...

Is that the same as a okay person?

Xie Dang's face collapsed in an instant. Without saying anything, he turned and kicked into Cheng Chengzong.

This time Yuwen Charge didn't stop. I would rather break the mess and clean up. Jiang Jiusheng's eyes fell on him. The mouth was hard, and the hand was folded, and he didn't say anything.

Jian Chengzong was kicked into a pig's head, yelling and holding his face, yelling while shouting: "Do you know who I am? If I have a length of two, I will never let you go."

This bullying face.

Why, when others do not have the 'human power' to fight?

Yuwen charged slowly up from the sofa, walked slowly, and looked down at Jian Chengzong: "Do you know who I am?"

Jian Chengzong: "..."

Yuwen charged verbatim and said slowly: "My grandfather is Yuwen Xiaotian."

There is hardly anyone in Jiangcheng who would not recognize Yu Wenjia as the founding old general. Tianyu ’s little boss was also named Yu Wen. Everyone thought it was just a coincidence. After all, how could the only son of Yu Wenjia be so ... mixed.

"..."

In addition to screaming, Jian Chengzong only had screaming.

Yu Wen Chong glanced at Jiang Jiusheng's hand and said to Xie Dang: "Take her enough to send her two to the hospital. I will take care of the monitoring."

Tianbei First Hospital.

Assistant Xiao Qiao went back to sponsor temporarily. It was Xie Dang's car. He just stopped at the door of the hospital, and he shook the window of the car: "There are reporters who follow the film."

Mo Bing quickly took out the mask and put it on Jiang Jiusheng, swearing: "Liu cat this white-eyed wolf!" The hospital is a high-risk zone. As soon as the artist enters the hospital, all kinds of plastic surgery and miscarriage can be out of nothing. She looked at Jiang Jiusheng's The left hand is already swollen, "What now?"

Xie Dang shifted his gear, and turned his head after a flick: "Change the hospital, I will shake them off."

"and many more."

Xie Dang raised his head, and looked at Jiang Jiusheng's face in the rearview mirror. When she saw that she was not in a hurry, she called.

In the conference room on the top floor of the hospital, an expert consultation on neuroblastoma is being conducted. It is initiated by neurosurgery. The participants include chief physicians from various surgical departments in the hospital, professors from outside the hospital, and leading academic experts.

On the projector, the slides scroll.

The man in a white coat was holding a page-turning pen, and the words were clear and methodical: "The scapula soft tissue to the lymph nodes in the upper collarbone and neck have tumor metastasis. The patient has passed T4N advanced stage. The ratio of creatinine to high vanillic acid, and serum LDH examination, 123I-MIBG treatment is only temporary, before radical surgical treatment, first use a high-dose cyclophosphamide-based treatment program-"

The vibrating bell in his hand suddenly interrupted the young doctor's narration, and several eyes in the meeting room looked back.

Sitting at the door of the most conference table is Dr. Shi, the youngest surgeon in Tianbei First Hospital. In a middle-aged uncle with sloppy hair and white beard, Dr. Shi is especially young and handsome. The temperament is impeccable.

The doctor was so rude at the first meeting.

Shi Jin glanced at the call, got up, and said, "Sorry." He took the phone, and even connected before he could walk out of the meeting room. He lowered his voice and said, "Shengsheng, it's me."

Someone asked me that Xie Dang is a man or a woman. Let me explain here that men use him and women use her. In addition to Su Qing, who is a woman in men's clothing, it is common sense in literature.

The little princess is a nickname for Xie Dang, a kind of description rhetoric, similar to Xiaoaojiao's pet, like Jiang Jiusheng is called Sheng Ye, but she is not a lord, the little fairy looks at my description carefully, male and female Qing, I will be very hurt.

Chinese literature is profound and profound. Let's study together and improve every day!

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