MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan-Chapter 1109 Devil Six Brothers, Improper Widow

  Chapter 1109 Sixth Brother Devil, not a widow

  Shen Wei: "I know it well."

   It's strange, it must be.

   It's just that life is too long, and resentment and hatred will eventually fade away.

  Now that I have seen Quan Hanting's sincerity, why not try to give him another chance?

  Shen Yu has never been afraid of gambling, let alone losing!

   "Shen Wei," Lu Shen seemed serious when he looked serious, his eyes were serious and his tone was sad, "I sincerely hope that you and Sixth Brother will have a good relationship for a hundred years, and it is best not to quarrel, really."

  Be as sincere as you want, as sincere as you are, as sincere as you are.

  Shen Wei: "?"

   "If you two are good, everyone can be good; if you two are not good, some people will be treated as livestock, and they will be forced to perform physical training in the middle of the night. There may be a shooting competition anytime, anywhere, and the loser will have to do push-ups, two hundred..."

  Lu Shen counted the past in detail, with snot and tears, and the lines were full of accusations against Quan Hanting.

   "...Sixth brother is too wild, really, no one can control him, only you. These days, I am too difficult..."

   "Sometimes, being the Seventh Master is better than being a security guard—although the salary is only enough for breakfast, I'm unhappy all day, and love has nothing to do with me. I'm just a fool who looks after the door, but at least I don't have to be abused!"

  Shen Yu suddenly felt...it was not easy for anyone.

   sighed deeply: "Okay, I see."

  Lu Shen: "?" What do you know? I'm not done yet!

  Unfortunately, the woman has gone the other way.

  Lu Shen sighed: "This time, I beg you two to be well, don't make trouble anymore, you are the ones who are happy, but others are the ones who are unlucky..."

   In the next two days, the whole course of treatment will enter a critical period.

  Mr. Zou personally guards by the hot spring, and gives Quan Hanting a pulse every half an hour, so that he can keep track of his condition at any time.

   Meanwhile, Shen Yu started to change the dressing for the gunshot wound on his shoulder blade.

  The day he woke up, due to the two entangled in the pool, the wound that had already scabbed open again, but he didn't seem to know the pain, and he didn't say a word the whole time, not even frowning.

  Later, it was Shen Yu who found blood oozing from the gauze, and scolded him: "If you want to die, don't ask me to forgive you!"

   "Wow..." The man was helpless.

  Can he say that he was too happy at the time and really felt nothing?

"Shut up!"

   "..." Now I am being honest.

  Due to the strong effect of the medicine, Quan Hanting passed out once in the middle of the journey. After Shen Yu found out, he immediately went to find Zou Lian who was dispensing the medicine, but was dragged over by someone.

   "Look what's wrong with him? He doesn't respond to calls, and he doesn't wake up when pushed."

   "Don't worry, I'll take a pulse first..." Zou Lian took a deep breath to calm down the panting caused by running.

  A long while.

   "This is a normal phenomenon. The medicine is too strong, and it works in the body to cause short-term coma."

   "When will you wake up?"

   "The minimum is thirty minutes, and the maximum is two hours."

   Quan Hanting woke up an hour later.

"How does it feel?"

  The man tilted his head and smiled at her, his handsome face faded from paleness due to the steam from the hot spring, and was stained with a thin red.

  Exquisite, beautiful, especially women.

   Coupled with the tender words of love: "With you, everything is good."

  Who can resist?

   "I'll call Mr. Zou..."

   "Wanna!" As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Yu knew that he wanted to reach out, and suddenly turned his head.

   Sure enough, he habitually stretched out his right hand, but the wound happened to be on his right shoulder blade.

   "Try moving again?!"

  Quan Hanting froze, his hand that was about to be raised was in the air.

  Shen Wei said blankly: "Put it back."

   Then, he put it back.

   "Don't go, stay with me for a while."

  Not only was Shen Yu not moved by his pitiful tone, but he even laughed angrily, saying every word: "No, that's fine. Treat the illness first, and we'll talk about everything after the recovery."

   Master Six is ​​wilting.

   Next, Shen Yu was busy injecting medicine packs and changing the water. Even though she was walking back and forth by the hot spring pool, she didn't say anything more to him.

   At first, Quan Hanting wanted to get her attention, but seeing that it didn't work, he soon stopped, and just looked at her quietly.

  Even if he didn't do anything or say anything, as long as Shen Yu was within his sight, it was a great satisfaction.

   But seeing her busy and unable to rest, Quan Hanting couldn't help feeling distressed.

   "Call Ah Shen over here."

   Soon, Xiao Qiye arrived.

  Quan Hanting: "Wu Hou, you go back and let Xiao Qi come."

  Lu Shen: "?" What did I do wrong?

  Finally, he understood—the perverted sixth brother went crazy online!

  Hanhan who looks at the gate is not as hard-working as him...

  The most difficult two days have passed, and the remaining two days are easier.

  The moment Quan Hanting stepped out of the hot spring pool, Shen Wei saw Zou Lian's body trembling with excitement, and the tears flickering in his eyes.

   "Come on, let me take the pulse..."

  Quan Hanting dried his body, put on the bathrobe handed over by Shen Hou, walked up to Zou Lian, and stretched out his hand.

   I don’t know how long it has passed, it may be a few minutes, or it may only be a few tens of seconds—

   "It's done, it's done!"

  The heart raised by Shen Yu fell gently to the ground.

  Quan Hanting turned around suddenly at this moment, his lips moved, but no sound came out.

   But Shen Yu still understood the mouth shape, he said—

  Don't worry, the Lord will not make you a widow.

  …

  The last ray of sunlight on the edge of the day sank into darkness, and night fell.

  Chu Yujiang returned from stepping on the moon, full of travel and dust.

  Hands were stained with blood.

  Deck, dark red mottled.

   Open the last big plot.

  (end of this chapter)