Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

Pretentiously frowning, for a moment Murong Chu looked at the old god stick with playful eyes again.

"You said you were lost in Shao Tingxun's hands. What if my voiceless thought that it was Shao Tingxun who made you a vegetable?"

"You..." The old god stick widened his eyes angrily.

The excitement in Murong Chu's eyes magnified a little bit, "When the time comes, Qingyin will hate Shao Tingxun to death, maybe she will do something to Shao Tingxun in order to avenge you, eh, how can I say that Shao Tingxun saved you from me at that time benefactor."

"Murong Chu, you..."

The old god stick was angrily chattering his teeth up and down, looking like he wanted to eat Murong Chu alive.

With a deep smile, Murong Chu asked the driver to step up the accelerator and drive on the expressway.

But on the way, the driver suddenly panicked, "Mr. Mu, our car seems to be surrounded by Shao Tingxun's people. What should we do now?"

His eyes darkened, and Murong Chu thought that he was still in the car, if he hit it, he might not be able to save his life.

So I can only say, "Pick up the accelerator and find a way to dump those cars."

Just after finishing speaking, the driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes as the cars surrounded him.

The car was forced to stop, and more than a dozen burly men got out of the surrounding cars.

The man who got out of the car said, "Mr. Mu, put him down. It's better not to let us do anything."

Murong Chu's expression turned cold with a half-smile, "Shao Tingxun's speed is quite fast."

As he said that, he pulled the old magic stick from the car.

"If you want to snatch someone from me, you have to see if you have the ability? You all get out of the way!"

The person standing in front of him did not move.

When Murong Chu saw this, his expression darkened, he raised his hand, and stabbed the old god's stick hard with his elbow.

"hiss--"

The painful old stick couldn't help but gasped.

His expression became even colder, and at some point in Murong Chu's hand, a dagger was added, which was pressed on the old god stick's neck.

"Unless you don't want the old man's life."

The people around looked at Murong Chu hesitantly.

"It seems that you will let him go because you have to see some blood." While speaking, Murong Chu slashed heavily at the old god stick.

Only then did the leader speak, "Mr. Shao ordered that no accident should happen to the old man. Let's get out of the way first, let people watch him, and don't let him run away."

The people on one side backed away, and Murong Chu stepped back step by step while pressing the old magic stick.

Just when everyone looked relaxed, a stern look appeared on his face.

As soon as his eyes fell on the traffic on the road, he pushed the old magic stick into the traffic with a strong hand.

The injured old god stick was pushed straight to the ground, and the vehicle rushed towards the old god stick quickly.

Shao Tingxun's people couldn't help exclaiming, "Be careful, old man!"

Shao Tingxun's people wanted to save people again, but Murong Chu blocked them there.

The targeted vehicle arranged by Murong Chu didn't stop at all, and drove straight forward.

Seeing that the old magic stick was about to be hit by a car, suddenly a figure rushed in quickly and pushed the old magic stick away in a hurry.

And another car came from the side and knocked the speeding car away.

boom--

With a loud noise, that figure was still bounced up.

After a few seconds of reaction time, a group of people rushed up one after another.

And Murong Chu stayed where he was.

A figure he was all too familiar with ran out of the car not far away and rushed towards Shao Tingxun.

"Ting Xun!"

Song Qingyin looked at Shao Tingxun who fell on the ground, her heart was clenched, and she cried out tearfully.

"Boss Shao!"

"Is Mr. Shao alright?"

……

Amidst the panicked voices of a group of people, Shao Tingxun was sent to the hospital.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Murong Chu hurriedly turned his head and drove away.

On the ambulance, Song Qingyin tightly held Shao Tingxun's hand, her eyes were red, "Tingxun must be safe."

The heavy-headed Shao Tingxun faintly felt the temperature from his hand, so he couldn't help but grasp it.With his eyes closed, he frowned deeply, and couldn't help shouting, "Qingyin!"

……

"Yes, I am!" Song Qingyin tried her best to respond, but Shao Tingxun was still lying there, never waking up.

Soon the news of Shao Tingxun's accident spread overwhelmingly.

"It is reported that Master Shao Tingxun of the Shao Group had a large-scale car accident on Chengnan Road and was just sent to..."

……

Murong Chu watched the news on TV, lying on the sofa, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.He just wanted the old man to shut up forever, but he didn't expect to make things like this.

The assistant came in with a look of embarrassment, "Mr. Mu, Shao Tingxun's side..."

Looking up, Murong Chu was full of anger and anxiety, "What are you doing in a daze?! Hurry up and find a way for someone to erase the surveillance cameras on the highway!"

If an accident happened to an old man, it would be easy for him to solve it, but now the person who had the accident was Shao Tingxun, then the nature of this has completely changed.

"Mu...Mr. Mu, it's too late."

While talking, someone knocked on the door of Murong Chu's office, and a group of people walked in from outside.

"Mr. Murong Chu, we are arresting you for intentional homicide."

Standing up straight from his position, Murong Chu was extremely emotional, "What do you mean?!"

The other party immediately put a video in front of Murong Chu.

In the video is a clip of him pushing the old magic stick into the traffic.

Murong Chu looked at it and hurriedly said, "Didn't you see it? A group of people wanted to kidnap me. In order to save myself, I accidentally pushed people into the traffic!"

Murong Chu yelled angrily, but no one paid any attention to it, "Let's talk about your words with us in the police station."

Murong Chu didn't intend to put the old god stick to death, and the people who arranged for him also controlled the speed of the car a little bit. In addition to the collision of the car, the speed of the car slowed down a lot.

"Boss Shao's condition is not bad, it's just a slight concussion, and he should be fine after a while," said the doctor.

The old god stick sighed deeply, "If Shao Tingxun didn't want to save me, it wouldn't be like this, eh..."

"You don't have to blame yourself too much, old man. Didn't the doctor say that Ting Xun has no major problems."

"I treated him like that in the past, but he... Hey, I owe him that."

Song Qingyin comforted him, but the old god stick still couldn't let go of it completely.

Therefore, at Murong Chu's place, he suffered a lot of torture, and the old god stick who was not in good health still insisted on staying to take care of Shao Tingxun.

On the third day, Shao Tingxun just woke up heavily.

Seeing Shao Tingxun open his eyes, Song Qingyin's expression brightened, "Tingxun!"

But compared to Song Qingyin, the old magic stick was relatively more excited. He trembled uncontrollably as soon as he held Shao Tingxun's hand, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

The pale Shao Tingxun smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

At this time, the old magic stick rushed out of the ward and called the doctor.

"The doctor just woke up, let's see how it goes."

After the doctor checked Shao Tingxun, there was no serious problem, but the old god stick was busy for a while, and hurried out to buy food and came back.

"I don't know what you like, so I just bought some. You should be hungry after sleeping for so long. Eat something to fill your stomach."

"Come on, let me serve you a bowl of soup."

"Goo-"

Before Shao Tingxun could respond, Song Qingyin's stomach groaned in embarrassment.

Shao Tingxun looked softly at Song Qingyin, "Are you hungry?"

Song Qingyin smiled awkwardly.

Seeing this, Shao Tingxun gave Song Qingyin the soup that the old magic stick had just filled.

"Fill your stomach first if you're hungry."

Song Qingyin was about to take it, but was glared at by the old magic stick, and hid her hand behind her back shyly.

Shao Tingxun paused, and seeing that Song Qingyin didn't move, he lowered his head and brought a spoonful of soup to her mouth, "Open your mouth, be careful not to burn it."

Song Qingyin quickly waved her hands, "I'm not hungry, you eat by yourself, the old god stick specially prepared for you, you eat more."

The old magic stick continued, "Qingyin, what are you doing in a daze, feed Ting Xun a spoonful."

Shao Tingxun couldn't adapt to the 180-degree change of attitude of the old god stick, and he was stunned there.

And Song Qingyin did as he did, snatching the bowl from Shao Tingxun's hand, scooped a spoonful and brought it to Shao Tingxun's mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Hearing Song Qingyin's voice, Shao Tingxun reacted slightly, and then he couldn't help showing a deep smile on his face, very cooperative.

Song Qingyin groaned in her heart, God knows how hungry she is now.

After a while, she looked at the old magic stick worriedly.

"Now Ting Xun has woken up, old god stick, go back and rest, or your body won't be able to take it anymore."

But the old god stick ignored her, still sitting on the side.

Sighing helplessly, Song Qingyin glared at Shao Tingxun, "Look at your current position in the heart of the old god stick, I can't match it at all, hey!"

Listening to Shao Tingxun's mouth unconsciously raised.

The old god stick has always had a big opinion on him, no matter what he does, he always refuses to let him go. I don't want to let the old god stick change his attitude towards him this time.

"Grandpa, I'm fine, you go back and rest."

Different from his attitude towards Song Qingyin, as soon as Shao Tingxun opened his mouth, the old magic stick responded immediately.

"Is it really all right?"

Shao Tingxun nodded, "Don't worry, I didn't get hurt much."

The old magic stick was silent for a while, then glanced at Song Qingyin, "Take good care of him, if he has any questions, I'll take you for a question."

Song Qingyin puffed her mouth helplessly, "Got it."

……

It was rare for Song Qingyin to take care of her like this, and Shao Tingxun was worried that after he was discharged from the hospital, he would have little chance to meet him, so he prolonged the discharge time by a week.

Shao Tingxun is fine, but he couldn't be discharged from the hospital for a long time. Song Qingyin was puzzled, "Doctor, can Shao Tingxun be discharged?"

The doctor paused, hesitated and nodded.

Seeing this, Song Qingyin was even more curious, and was about to hold the doctor back, but the old magic stick held her back, "Why is it that you don't want to leave the hospital for so long, you can't tell?"

Song Qingyin paused, but the old magic stick had already pulled Song Qingyin back to the ward.

"After Ting Xun is discharged from the hospital, is there a lot to do next?" asked the old god stick.

"What's the matter, grandpa, what's the matter?"

"If you're not very busy, come to the Qingyin store more often, and help out by the way. The Qingyin store has been quite busy recently."

Song Qingyin paused, her shop recruited so many employees, how could it be said that she was busy, the old magician clearly invited Shao Tingxun to visit her home in disguise.