Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Gu Can hated Song Xu to death at this moment.

If it weren't for Song Xu, he would definitely be able to kill Mu Fucheng.

I also hated myself for having a brain short circuit at that time and shouldn't have arrested Song Xu.

If Song Xu had not been captured, he would have had enough time to deploy and arrange a retreat.

As a result, he suddenly had a brain and took Song Xu with him, thinking that he had an extra hostage, but he ended up attracting the police and was arrested before he could get any help.

Gu Can, who was wrapped like a mummy, became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and hated Song Xu in his heart.

On the other side, under Mu Fucheng's gaze, Song Xu finally recounted in detail what happened after the fire.

"...Mr. Shen came in first. There was a fire at that time. He and Chen Zheng came in through the gutter on the roof. There was a small door there."

"I was in a very dangerous position at the time. The fire exploded and shot straight up to the roof. The smoke was so thick, and with my leg injured, I couldn't move at all. The roof of the house was made entirely of wood, so it caught fire very quickly. The area under the stairs was full of debris, which also caught fire quickly. The police had no way of getting upstairs to help. At that point, I thought I was going to die in there."

"They were carrying me down from the roof, but luckily the police came with a fire extinguisher in time and put out the fire in the stairwell."

A clump of Song Xu's hair was burnt, but apart from the wound on his thigh, he had no other injuries.

After listening to him, An Nansheng wanted to criticize him a few times.

But I couldn't bring myself to say anything to blame him.

"Take good care of your injuries, and don't do this again."

Song Xu smiled:

"It's getting late. Master Jiu and Mr. An should go back and rest early."

He is really fine. He has had an X-ray of his head and there is no problem.

He had already woken up when Gu Can took him to Gujia Village by bus, and he was just pretending the rest of the time.

Apart from the injuries on his legs, Gu Can had kicked him a few times in the abdomen and back, which must have been bruised by now and were a bit painful.

Mu Fucheng pulled An Nansheng up and left.

Song Xu looked at their backs as they left side by side and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Mu Fucheng would ask him why he did this.

Under the other party's gaze, he will definitely reveal his flaws.

Song Xu was very happy. Although he was injured, Mr. An would not be in danger anymore, and Jiu Ye's hidden danger was gone. This injury was worth it.

Chen Zheng was left behind by Mu Fucheng to be taken care of. When he came in, he was holding a bottle of medicinal wine in his hand.

The two of them were already very familiar with each other, and Song Xu was much more relaxed in front of Chen Zheng.

"Brother Zheng, what is that?"

"It's medicinal wine. It's a secret recipe passed down by Mr. An's massage master. I specially asked someone to send it over overnight. I owe it to an adult."

Song Xu had lost his glasses a long time ago, so everything he saw now seemed hazy and beautiful.

I heard it was given by a masseur, and I was very touched:

"Thank you, Brother Zheng. I'm in so much pain."

"I know you're in pain. Lie down and I'll give you a massage." Chen Zheng was a professional in his line of work, so his technique was quite professional. "It's going to hurt a little, but you'll have to bear with it. Once you get through this, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow. Otherwise, you'll be in pain for several days."

"It's okay, I can bear it."

Song Xu carefully lay on the hospital bed and asked Chen Zheng to lift up his clothes.

Seeing the bruises on his body, Chen Zheng cursed:

"You bastard, if I had known I would have kicked him back for you when I caught him."

Song Xu smiled and said, "Luckily I fainted at that time, otherwise I really couldn't pretend anymore."

Chen Zheng rubbed the medicinal wine in his palm to warm it up, and then pressed it down while it was still warm.

"You can't pretend anymore? The knife went so deep and you didn't even scream."

He found that although Song Xu looked like a pretty boy, he was really patient.

The medicinal wine was quite strong, but he didn't say anything.

This kid is really awesome.