The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Su Jinyao had already boarded the plane. Seeing Su Xingyu still holding Qin Wanshuang, he immediately said, "Put her down quickly and let me see her."

Su Xingyu came back to his senses and said in a hoarse voice: "Quick, save her!"

Su Jinyao glanced at Qin Wanshuang and frowned, "Her pulse is very weak, and she's been drugged... She needs an antidote. Go to the hospital now, hold on! Land soon!"

Still waiting...

Su Xingyu didn’t know whether Qin Wanshuang could wait, but he couldn’t wait any longer. Every minute was torture.

At this moment, sweat was pouring down Qin Wanshuang's pale face, her lips were bitten white, and her fingers were pinching herself unconsciously, bleeding.

"She's hurting herself! Stop her!"

Su Jinyao's voice rang out, and Su Xingyu grabbed Qin Wanshuang's hands to prevent her from hurting herself any further.

Xu Yike quickly handed over the restraint belt: "It might be caused by the drugs. Fix her hands first."

"No!" Su Xingyu refused, "It will make her suffer more. I'll just hold her down!"

During the argument, Qin Wanshuang's eyes suddenly opened.

But her eyes were completely out of focus, her pupils dilated so much that the color of her irises was barely discernible. Her lips trembled as she uttered a few words in a weak voice:

"Help......"

Su Xingyu was shocked. Was she asking for help? Or was she just mumbling unconsciously?

But no matter what, she is now shallow-minded and what she says is not from the heart.

Thinking of this, his anger surged again.

He clenched his fists and cursed, "Damn Qin Mocheng, that old pervert, that beast! I should have killed him just now!"

"Calm down." Su Jinyao frowned. "Anger won't solve the problem. Miss Qin is the most important thing now."

He injected Qin Wanshuang with a sedative, but the effect was minimal.

Her struggles only weakened slightly, but her expression of pain remained unchanged.

Su Xingyu suppressed the urge to kill, "I'll settle the score with him later, old man!"

Then he leaned over and looked at Qin Wanshuang, gently brushing away the wet hair stuck to her forehead: "Wanshuang, just bear with it a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon..."

At this moment, Qin Wanshuang suddenly grabbed Su Xingyu's fingers.

Su Xingyu thought she was worried that he would run away, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, I won't leave. I will always be with you, I promise!"

......

When she arrived at the hospital, Qin Wanshuang was sent to the emergency room.

Su Xingyu stared at the red light on the door of the emergency room for forty-three minutes.

The door finally opened.

Su Jinyao came out, and Su Xingyu asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Su Jinyao said: "He's fine now. He took the antidote and needs to rest for a while. The rest are just superficial injuries."

"What about her tongue?"

"It's okay, it just hurts when you eat for a short period of time."

Hearing this, Su Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Su Jinyao said, "But the biggest problem now is that Qin Mocheng may come looking for you at any time... You have to be mentally prepared."

Su Xingyu snorted: "There's no way I'll give her to him, and there's no way I'll let Wan Shuang go to that old pervert again!"

Su Jinyao: "Well, then you have to keep an eye on her!"

Su Xingyu remembered that Qin Wanshuang was lost in the hospital last time, and he felt a little worried: "This place is not safe... Forget it, I'd better call Dabao..."

......

At the same time, the four little treasures had just received a call from a member of the Dragon Country Organization.

"Mission successful, the boss ordered us to retreat."

Almost at the same second, the group of fighter jets hovering over the Qin family villa changed direction at the same time.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." More than a dozen fighter jets evacuated.

On the ground, the Qin family bodyguards held their guns and looked around blankly, as if everything they had just experienced was just a nightmare.

Only the shell casings scattered on the ground and the blown-out gate proved that the raid had actually taken place.

On the fourth floor of the villa, Qin Mocheng stood on the edge of the bombed balcony. His suit jacket was gone, and his white shirt was covered in dust and blood.

The most shocking thing was that his hair, which was always carefully maintained, now exploded in all directions as if struck by lightning, making him look like a Frankenstein monster.

Several men secretly glanced at their boss, then quickly lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking suspiciously.

"What are you looking at!" Qin Mocheng roared, looking terrifying.

This was the first time in his life that he was treated like this, and it happened on his own territory, where he was beaten without being able to fight back.

A bold henchman stepped forward cautiously: "Sir, would you like to take care of your... uh... hair style first?"

Qin Mocheng slapped the comb that the other party handed him away, his eyes burning with terrifying anger: "Go find it, bring the night cream back to me!"

On this side, Dabao received another call from Su Xingyu.

"Fourth uncle? What's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Xingyu coughed lightly, his voice a little unnatural: "Um...I need your help with something."

"Go ahead." Dabao said concisely.

Su Xingyu quickly explained the situation, which was that Qin Mocheng would continue to hunt him down, and Qin Wanshuang needed to be transferred to a safer place immediately.

"No problem, Fourth Uncle's business is our business." Dabao agreed readily.

Su Xingyu on the other end of the phone didn't seem to expect it to go so smoothly, his voice rising eight degrees: "Really? That's great! Fourth Uncle's love for you is not in vain!"

So, after Su Xingyu transferred Qin Wanshuang, Qin Mocheng was once again left empty-handed...

I tossed and turned all night.

Su Xingyu sat on the edge of the bed and finally held Qin Wanshuang's hand again.

The hand was terribly cold, and he subconsciously wrapped his hands around it, rubbing it gently, trying to transfer his body temperature to it.

Just about to take further action...

Su Xingyu turned to the four little light bulbs with bright eyes and said, "I'll stay with her. You guys go to bed."

The four little treasures curled their lips, but finally left the room obediently.

Sibao walked at the end and considerately dimmed the lights, leaving only a dim wall lamp.

Su Xingyu held her hand again, rubbed it and put it to his mouth to blow on it.

Qin Wanshuang had not woken up yet, but her eyelashes were trembling. Suddenly, tears began to seep from the corners of her eyes and slid down her temples into her hairline.

He stretched out his hand and tried to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the tears were like beads that had broken off the string and could not be wiped away no matter how hard he tried.

Su Xingyu's heart tightened.

He had seen many sides of Qin Wanshuang: the serious and professional one during filming, the elegant and radiant one on stage, and even the free and easy one when she said she didn't like him, but he had never seen such a vulnerable side of her.

She was so fragile that her body started crying before she even regained consciousness.

"It's okay, it's all over." He whispered comforting words that he didn't even quite believe, and a sour feeling arose in his heart.