Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Although the Rong family is a wealthy family that has been passed down from generation to generation, it is a big family, and it is not so easy to be the head of the family.

Especially the Rong family didn't know when they were infected with that genetic virus.

Forget about the offshoots, it became very difficult for the heirs of Dizhi, which led to Rong Jiuci, who had no brothers to help him at all.

More importantly, if the Rong family wants to continue their former glory, they cannot stand still.

For the glory of the Rong family's generations, Rong Jiuci did not know how much he went through. He really walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

Even if someone like him suddenly had a dead body lying in front of him, he wouldn't be able to get him to look sideways, but when he saw the wound on Murong Rong's arm, he felt extremely hideous, and his heart jumped instantly.

Rong Jiuci's expression was extremely ugly in an instant, and he suddenly felt that it was too cheap for them to just let the police take away the red ghosts.

He should let the shadow bring the red ghost back to Fan Lou, and let him try Fan Lou's [-] tortures.

In Rong Jiuci's increasingly low breath and cold eyes, the doctor only felt that the pressure was enormous, and the suture, which was originally the simplest, became extremely difficult.

His hand trembled, and the suture needle pierced into the flesh beside him.

Rong Jiuci frowned, and immediately said in a cold voice: "What are you doing? Will such a simple suture still make your hands shake?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The doctor apologized profusely with sweat, and moved away with trembling hands that were always steady.

It is absolutely impossible for him to complete the next suture in such a state.

Rong Jiuci's expression became even uglier. He looked at the nurse beside him: "Go get your dean..."

"Please ask Mr. Rong to go out and rest for a while." Murong Rong interrupted Rong Jiuci's next words, seeing Rong Jiuci frowning and looking at her displeasedly.

Murong Rong still insisted, if Rong Jiuci stayed any longer, the doctor would not know how to suture.

So she said, "I'm hungry, Jiuci, can you buy me some food?"

Rong Jiuci frowned and looked at Murong Rong.

Murong Rong covered his stomach, with a pitiful expression on his face: "I'm really hungry, please."

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong for a long while, but in the end he still left the emergency room.

With Rong Jiuci's departure, the pressure in the emergency room dropped sharply, and the condensed atmosphere also became milder.

The chief doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he feel that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Murong Rong was very embarrassed: "I'm sorry just now."

The doctor didn't dare to accept Murong Rong's apology, and immediately said: "Miss Mu, you are too polite." After a pause, he continued: "This is really ugly, I have seen too little in the world. This time, thanks to Mr. Rong, the next time I encounter this kind of situation, I must be top-notch in my heart."

Murong Rong couldn't help smiling.

With her smile, the atmosphere in the emergency room suddenly relaxed.

The doctor wasn't that nervous either. After re-sterilizing the suture needles, he began to sew up Murong Rong's wound.

Murong Rong didn't feel any pain because the doctor applied anesthesia in advance.

The wound was quickly healed.

The doctor gave Murong Rong some medicine again, and instructed some precautions, and sent Murong Rong out in person.

When Murong Rong came out, Rong Jiuci was leaning against the wall at the door of the emergency room.

The light poured down from the roof of the corridor and sprinkled on him, casting a slender figure.

He was on the phone, and he spoke fluent French, so she couldn't understand what he was saying.

He held a cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke curled up, covering his handsome face, making his brows even more indifferent.

At this time, Rong Jiuci was alienated from top to bottom, like a god on high, and very similar to the way she looked when she first met Rong Jiuci.

Murong Rong couldn't help but stop.

For some reason, at this moment, she didn't dare to get close.

Suddenly Rong Jiuci looked over, and when he saw Murong Rong, he talked to the other end of the phone, hung up the phone, and then pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the trash can.

He strode up to Murong Rong: "How is it?"

"The wound has been taken care of, the doctor said it's nothing serious, just need to rest for a while."

Although Murong Rong said so, Rong Jiuci still looked her up and down, making sure that there was nothing else, so he was relieved.

He frowned and looked at her: "Since it's all right, why didn't you walk over just now?"

"I..." Murong Rong couldn't describe her mood at that moment, so she found an excuse: "I, I was thinking about something, but I didn't take care of it."

"It's time for you to think about it. You have to think about your own strength, and you have to understand not to be brave in everything."

"I didn't try to be brave."

"If you don't try your best, you will be kidnapped by the red ghost? How could your arm be hurt like this?" Thinking of what happened in the bridal shop that he saw through the surveillance video, Rong Jiuci's anger did not get angry at all.

He knocked on Murong Rong's head, very angry: "Can you tell me, how did you do such a stupid thing?"

Murong Rong couldn't help it: "This is not a stupid thing, I really can't hide it with peace of mind, I...Rong Jiuci, I just don't want to look at dead people anymore."

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong as if he didn't think he had done anything wrong, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her wound.

At this time, the effect of the anesthetic on Murong Rong's wound had begun to fade, and Rong Jiuci's grip made him exhale in pain immediately.

"Rong Jiuci! What are you doing! It hurts so much!"

Rong Jiuci didn't show any guilt, his face was tense, and he said in a cold voice, "It's good to know it hurts. I won't be so impulsive next time."

His words were cold and heartless, but the movements of his hands had already softened. He kept staring at the wound on her arm, and there was a distress in his expression that he didn't even know.

It seems that since seeing the wound on her arm just now, something is not right with Rong Jiuci.

Thinking of these, the anger in Murong Rong's heart instantly disappeared.

She hugged Rong Jiuci and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I was wrong today, I promise I won't be so impulsive in the future."

"Oh, how much credibility do you think your words have in my heart?" After a pause, Rong Jiuci said again: "Also, apologizing is not what you say, you have to show some sincerity?"

Murong Rong blinked: "What sincerity?"

"Call husband."

Murong Rong never thought that Rong Jiuci would suddenly bring it up again, and her face instantly turned red.

"Then what...it's getting late, let's go back to Rong's house, I miss Chenchen very much."

Saying that, he turned to leave.

Rong Jiuci grabbed Murong Rong's hand and said, "You are not allowed to leave until you finish your apology. You are not allowed to go to Rong's house to see Chen Chen."

He looked at Murong Rong with burning eyes: "You guessed right, I'm threatening you right now."

"So, do you accept my threat?"