Chapter 678 I'm Sorry, Brother

"The Lancasters? What trouble—"

Huo Qi cursed in a low voice, "Go and stop the bleeding first."

"Miss Song..."

"You don't have to worry about that over there," Huo Jiu dragged him into the car, thinking of the eyes he saw just now, and felt hairy on his body.

The medical team brought in quickly gave Huo Jiu an injection, then cut off his clothes and began to treat the horrific wound.

Huo Qi didn't change his face, "You didn't stay alive?"

Huo Jiu let out a low laugh, he was naked and leaned lazily in the chair. When the alcohol on the medical staff's tweezers touched his wound, there was a 'hissing' gasping sound, "Are there any cigarettes? Here's one."

He lifted his chin, and the car smelled of blood.

Huo Qi threw a pack of cigarettes to him, "Smoke less, if you are smelled by Mr., you should be punished again."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and jumped out of the car, and began to lead people to clean up the mess.

At the same time, if there is any breath left, just bundle it up and take it home.

The smell of rust filled Song Yaoyao's mouth, her eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slowly, and she opened her eyes in confusion.

In the mottled light and shadow, the face of Qing Jun was blurred to clear.

"Awake?"

His head was rubbed, and Song Yaoyao realized that the man's voice was hoarse.

She froze for a moment, licked the corner of her lower lip, and the strong smell of blood filled her mouth, which was disgusting and disgusting.

"Brother, brother..."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man's blood-soaked shirt and white cloth, which became more and more shocking.

Song Yaoyao's body trembled uncontrollably in an instant, "I..." She opened her mouth, flustered and at a loss, "Am I..."

She's actually quite normal, and hasn't gotten out of control for a long time.

In her previous life, she would occasionally suddenly feel irritable and out of control. But when she woke up, it was always difficult to remember what happened when she lost control. Every time I wake up, I am faced with the concerned eyes of my parents and brothers.

But after a long time, Song Yaoyao also found that she was not normal.

Therefore, she stopped trying to contact the outside world and immersed herself in her own world. To learn, to see, as a bystander.

Grandpa later took her and began to contact medical skills, and Song Yaoyao became quieter.

Even sometimes, she has to believe in the comfort of her parents and elder brothers.

Nothing happened, she was just dreaming...

A bad dream.

But now-

She's out of control again!

The girl trembled in his arms, her slender body shaking like chaff. The fingertips clutching his shirt turned white, her eyes were red, and she turned her head to try to see the mess behind her.

"Don't look."

A big palm lightly blocked her eyes, gently pampering her, as always.

His melodious and low voice rang in his ears, his sight was deprived, and other perceptions would be magnified several times in an instant.

In the palm of his hand, Huo Yunque could feel how chaotic the girl's mood was. The little girl who had never been afraid was really scared this time.

The hot liquid kept moistening his palms, and the wet eyelashes ran across his skin.

The hot Huo Yunque even tightened his heart.

"Brother...I'm sorry...I really don't know, I..."

"Okay, okay?"

A soft kiss fell on the top of the girl's hair, and her piano-like voice became more and more gentle.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all. If you're tired, just go to sleep, wake up and everything is over."

His slender fingers gently combed the girl's long hair. pregnant