The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 393 Evil Nature

   An invisible coercion is coming, almost suffocating.

  The small and exquisite white embroidered shoe is like a steel needle and iron thorn, piercing his bone marrow, crushing it fiercely. This kind of pain has reached the limit of the human body's endurance.

  The man’s facial features are hideous and twisted, and his forehead is covered with fine cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

  He has no extra energy to think about anything else. How beautiful the face in front of him is, how scared her soul is.

   "I...say..." The man struggled with two words from his teeth.

  The girl retracted her foot.

  The man coughed and was about to speak, when a police siren sounded behind him, and then a group of police rushed in.

  The man's face changed, and he suddenly shouted: "It's murdered, it's murdered, the police uncle, please help me..."

  Mingjing’s eyes were cold, and an inch passed over the man’s face, but the man seemed to have gained confidence and grinned.

   His eyes seemed to say, if you have the ability, you can kill me in front of the police.

  Li Ling rushed over with a cold face: "What happened?"

  He and his team members were having a dinner nearby. Someone happened to call the police, saying that a murder occurred here, and they rushed over immediately.

  He is a policeman and a criminal investigation background. Observation is his strong point. Even if Qu Feitai's package is tightly sealed, he can recognize it at a glance.

  How can a big star stand in a night market?

  Qu Feitai said in a deep voice, "Brother Li, someone attacked Mingjing."

  Li Ling's frowning brows deepened.

  Mingjing’s current identity is not simple. She encountered an attack, and it was even more difficult behind her back.

  Qu Feitai turned around and walked quickly to Mingjing's side, pulling her back a step.

  The street lights of the night market brushed over her skirt inch by inch, and the hostility in the girl's eyes faded inch by inch, revealing a faint faint color.

  Her hands are very cold, like ice.

  Qufeitai couldn't bear it any more, but could only release it.

  He took off his coat, put it on the shoulder of Mingjing, lowered his head and hugged her up in his waist.

  The body was volley, Ming Jing grabbed his arm subconsciously and looked up at him.

  Qu Feitai's eyes are cold, her thin lips are tightly pressed, her profile is firm and straight, and she looks like a **** in the night.

   "Send you to the hospital." He said coldly.

  The man was about to run, Li Ling went up and grabbed the man's back collar and pressed him to the ground. The next moment the handcuffs had handcuffed his wrists.

  "Be honest."

   "Xin'er, are you okay?" Zhou Zhengru took off his jacket and put it on Ming Xin, looking at her worriedly.

   Mingxin shook her head, and subconsciously caught up with Qu Feitai.

   "Sister, does your leg hurt?" Her eyes were flushed with tears.

  That's oily, how can it not hurt? She was really dizzy and asked such meaningless questions.

  Ming Jing was a little tired, leaning against Qu Feitai’s arms, gently closing his eyes.

  Qu Feitai's body instantly stiffened, and his footsteps paused.

  The hand holding Ming Jing's slender waist tightened slightly.

  The dark eyes seem to have shattered stars rippling shallowly.

  The next moment, take firm steps and leave without looking back.

  The live broadcast of the celebrity of eating and broadcasting is crazy.

  Most of them came by hearing the sound of the wind. Not long ago, I witnessed the live broadcast of the fashion festival. I heard that Der Spiegel was attacked at the night market stalls and a large number of fans came in madly.

  As a result, I saw such a scene.

  The young man fell from the sky and kicked the gangster with the knife. Not to mention how handsome his kick was. He put his coat on Ming Jing, and the action of bending and holding Ming Jing was more idol drama than an idol drama.

  One is the top performer in the music scene of the much-anticipated star and star holding the moon. His every move has attracted the hearts of millions of fans.

  One is a beautiful and alluring beauty, a wealthy daughter with an arrogant status, her smiles and smiles make the world overwhelming.

  At tonight's fashion ceremony, the two did not communicate during the whole process, which disappointed countless CP fans.

  However, in a live broadcast shot of a celebrity eating and broadcasting, I saw such a heart-pounding scene.

  In an instant, pink bubbles floated all over the world, the soul of CP awakened, and the whole network went crazy.

  "I love the domineering president and his little wife, this pair is too good to knock..."

   "Xiao Fei is so handsome, he is so handsome. He is the only man in the world who I think is worthy of my goddess. Without being together, it is difficult to tolerate the nature of the child. What kind of children are born from two lives."

   "Ding Jing's leg is injured, I'm so worried, it's hot oil."

"Why does Der Spiegel always encounter such bad things? It hasn’t been long since the press conference. Let me have a conspiracy theory. Isn’t it intentional? I heard that Ran Bowen has a lot of enemies, no Those enemies retaliate wildly at Spiegel, right?"

   "My goddess is too unjust, right? What does Ran Bowen's bad things have to do with her? How many people did she save? Do those people still have a conscience?"

   "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight..."

  "Is it the only one who noticed Senior Sister and Zhou Yingdi? This pair also looks like a good knock..."

  Mingjing's attack quickly reached the top of the hot search, and the attack video was circulated throughout the network, which once overwhelmed the enthusiasm of the grand ceremony tonight and remained high.

  At the same time, the majority of netizens shouted that the Jiangzhou police must severely punish the murderer. The excuse of revenge for the passionate murder of society is simply untenable.

  Because that person is Mingjing, the national goddess Mingjing, there is a precedent, this time it is definitely not accidental.

  Many people even speculate that it is the internal struggle of Ran's family, which has hit Der Spiegel.

  After all, with the big dyeing vat of Ran's house, netizens are more shocked as they pick it up. For a kind white rabbit like Ming Jing, entering Ran's house is like entering a wolf's den.

  Although the sulfuric acid attack at the press conference not long ago was done by Zhao Qian on the surface, everyone knows that it was actually written by Der Spiegel’s cousin Ran Qing, and this time it must be no exception.

  The rich have no affection, let alone the Ran family, which is different from the ordinary meaning.

   "What did you say?" The man's cold voice made his scalp numb.

   "Miss Ming Jing... was attacked at the Chengbei Night Market stall..."

   Ye Jian felt a whirlwind around him, and when he looked up, the person was gone.

  The man strode away without looking back.

   Ye Jian picked up the coat that was hanging aside, and hurried to catch up.

  "Don’t worry, Lord Xiao, the eldest is okay, she has been sent to the hospital."

Ran Tengxiao got into the car and coldly told the driver: "Go to the hospital, hurry up."

  The driver quickly started the car and left the manor.

   "Master Xiao, wait for me." Xiaohua ran over and sat in the co-pilot: "I just learned that something happened to the young lady. She is at the People's Hospital, and the driver's master should drive quickly."

   Ran Tengxiao's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "What's going on?"

   Ye Jian said all the information that he had obtained temporarily: "The murderer was taken away by Li Ling. Missy could have avoided it, so she rushed on to save the passers-by..."

   Xiao Hua took a sigh of relief: "That's so oily, the eldest lady is always so considerate of others, she obviously needs to be protected the most..."

   Xiao Hua said, her eyes turned red.

  Ran Tengxiao’s masseter muscles are slightly convex, and his eyes are cold and cold. “Check it out for me. I must pick out the black hand behind my back. The people in my Ran family dare to move.”

  This is hitting him Ran Tengxiao in the face.

  He already had a guess in his heart, except for that one, he didn't think about it.

  Only she has the courage and strength.

  Those who moved him, don't think about retreating.

  The man showed murderous intent.

   Ye Jian's heart was frightened.

  There were also fights before, but Xiao Ye has never been so emotional and murderous like this moment.

  It seems that the eldest lady is really the inverse scale of Lord Xiao.

  ——

  This is Qu Feitai’s first ride in a police car, and it is also the most wonderful experience in his life.

  Ming Jing sat quietly beside him without saying a word. He wanted to look down at the injury on her leg, but Ming Jing was so calm that he could not speak.

  The mobile phone ringing frantically, and the sound source comes from Der Spiegel’s backpack.

  She ignored it, as if she hadn’t heard it.

  The policewoman Muzi in the passenger seat was Li Ling’s assistant. She felt a little strange, and looked back at Mingjing.

  Li Ling took the murderer back to the bureau. She was responsible for sending Mingjing to the hospital, reporting to Li Ling about the situation at any time, and recording her confession when her injury stabilized.

  Ran’s eldest lady is really not good enough, making enemies everywhere. It’s not the first time in a situation like tonight, but it’s definitely not the last.

  At the moment when her identity was revealed, power and wealth were overwhelming, but at the same time it was accompanied by responsibilities and obligations, danger and death...

   "Miss Ming Jing, your phone rang, is it because your family is worried about you, or report your safety." Muzi reminded.

  Ming Jing did not answer the phone or speak, and the silence made people panic.

  Snack Street is not far from the People’s Hospital. It takes ten minutes to drive, and it takes only five minutes to clear the way for police cars.

  The emergency staff at the gate of the hospital pushed the trolley to wait. Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps behind them, the emergency doctor and nurse turned their heads and saw that the person was surprised and said: "Doctor Bo?"

They don’t know how to define Doctor Bo. He is the director of the Department of Jingzhou University Hospital, but now he has a job in their Jiangzhou People’s Hospital. Even a little nurse can be gentle. Who doesn't like a man like this.

  In addition to his magical swordsmanship, his image is even taller. It is rumored that he was born in a noble family in Jingzhou, and he looks so handsome. Now he has surpassed Han Ye to become the top male **** in Jiangzhou Minyuan.

  A few young nurses stared at the stars. This thin doctor was elegant and noble, not like a doctor, but like a nobleman, wearing a white coat, and reflecting the handsomeness of the wind, like a bamboo.

  It's just that the mean doctor frowned, looking worried.

  He walked over and asked: "Has no one arrived yet?"

  A few people shook their heads.

  At this moment, the sound of the police sirens came, and a few people did not respond. Doctor Bo had already strode down the stairs and rushed forward.

  Qu Feitai got out of the car, bent over to pick up the mirror, and turned around, seeing the man in front of him, was stunned, and blurted out subconsciously.

   "Uncle Bo?"

  Bo Yuxun didn’t care to greet him, and pulled the cart, "Put the mirror up, I’ll check the wound first."

  Qu Feitai Yiyan put down the mirror, and Bo Yuxun turned on the flashlight and glanced at the calf of the mirror, his brows frowned instantly.

  He was a little angry, "Don't you know it hurts?"

  There was a bit of distress in her anger, and she gave her a hard look.

  Mingjing pursed her pale lips and remained silent.

   "Laugh, you can still laugh? Let me say what is good about you." Bo Yuxun's tone was severe, and everyone was shocked, including Qu Feitai.

  "Second Uncle, how did you and Mingjing meet?"

   "I'll talk about this later, I will take her to treat the wound first, and you will go through the hospitalization procedures."

  Qu Feitai nodded, glanced at Mingjing deeply, turned around and walked away quickly.

  Bo Yuxun pushed the mirror to the exclusive treatment room of the Department of Cardiac Surgery. The nurse had prepared all the tools and medicine for treating the wound in advance.

  There was no one but two in the treatment room, and the atmosphere was silent and suffocating.

  Mingjing’s left calf from the Yangjiao point to the ankle is glued to the skirt of the skirt, almost bloody.

  The girl sat there quietly, without saying a word or crying for pain. Bo Yuxun watched this scene, and his heart twitched subconsciously.

   "Ding Spiegel." He increased his tone.

  The girl raised her head, her clear eyes looked straight, and the anger of Bo Yuxun instantly vanished in her eyes.

  He sighed: "Cry when it hurts."

  This is really good.

Ming Jing pursed her lips and shook her head; "It doesn't hurt..."

  She said it doesn’t hurt, and Bo Yuxun can remember it for a lifetime.

  The girl nowadays has to come to the hospital to get a tetanus injection with a broken finger. It is very squeamish.

  The girl in front of me was scalded by boiling oil, but still smiled and said it didn’t hurt...

  Everyone has pain nerves. It is impossible for her to not hurt. That can only show that she has experienced more pain than this...

   "Doctor Bo." Ming Jing asked with a smile: "What kind of woman would you fall in love with?"

  The girl's eyes are dark and translucent, like obsidian, deep and quiet, and there is a sense of weightlessness that makes the soul tremble.

  Bo Yuxun shook his mind slightly, too late to think about why she suddenly asked an irrelevant question, and subconsciously replied: "She is the most beautiful woman in the world."

  Only hearing a soft sound of "stab", the girl in front of her was still smiling, but she reached out and took off the skirt that was stuck in flesh and blood.

  Bo Yuxun's pupils shrink and his scalp becomes numb.

"you……."

  It turned out that the sentence I asked just now was to divert his attention.

Ming Jing threw the torn skirt into the trash can, and took the alcohol and poured it on the wound. Her lips were almost pale, but there was a layer of mist in her eyes, such a beautiful face, but with a cold and cold look. Gas, glamorous and bloody, killing people.

  Bo Yuxun grabbed her hand and shouted angrily: "Are you crazy...? Just abuse your body like this?"

  The girl tilted her head slightly, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her face became pale, revealing a thrilling coldness.

  The dark eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a hint of playfulness at the corners of his lips, and gently opened his lips: "Doctor Thin, are you worried about me?"

  Bo Yuxun choked, "Parents whose body is affected by hair and skin, you can't abuse it at will, your parents will feel distressed."

  Who knows, the girl suddenly giggled when she heard this sentence. The laughter was crisp and sweet, but it was a bit weird and strange, which inexplicably caused a layer of cold sweat on Bo Yuxun's back.

  The girl’s laughter stopped abruptly, her brows were no longer a trace of compassion, her eyes were like cold pools, and her eyes were like knives. She was playing with a strand of hair and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked. It was an evil that Bo Yuxun had never seen before.

   "Doctor Bo, if you were my father, would you feel bad?"

  (End of this chapter)