Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

When Xia Murong woke up, the declaration was too sleepy and still holding on.My whole body hurts, and the wound hurts even more.Xia Murong's injuries looked scary, but none of them hurt.Only the wound on his forehead was relatively deep, which made him feel dizzy and painful when he woke up, and the others were all flesh wounds.

Manifesto took a beat to realize that Xia Murong had woken up. He was so sleepy that even though his eyes were still fixed on Xia Murong, his consciousness couldn't keep up.It has been 14 hours since yesterday evening.

At the beginning, he declared that he could not fall asleep. Although the doctor said that there was nothing serious and that it was enough to take care of him, his brother hadn't opened his eyes and looked at him, so he couldn't fall asleep with peace of mind.

Later, he didn't dare to sleep, and the more time passed, the more he dared not.Why don't you wake up, even if you wake up and take a look at him, it's okay to go back to sleep.In the end, the upper and lower eyelids had already started to fight, and Xuan Xuan held back his breath, refusing to leave no matter how much he persuaded him.

And now, Xia Murong finally woke up.He declared that he didn't know, but Xia Murong was very distressed.At that moment, the moment when the eyes of the two really met, the little guy's tears fell down in a "splash", but he himself didn't know anything about it.

"Yanyan, come here, come into brother's arms." Xia Murong said softly, the effect of the anesthetic has passed, and now even if he speaks a little louder, he can affect the wound.

Declaration blinked, and he kept holding his brother's hand and sitting on the chair beside the bed. For a while, his body was so stiff that he couldn't listen to his head.But the excitement in his heart is obvious, and the opposite is the calmness on the outside, probably, it can also be called a manifestation of being silly.

The little guy grinned and shed tears, which frightened Xia Murong and made him feel bad.Yan Yan hasn't cried for several years, Xia Murong is still at a loss.Soon, he noticed the stiffness in Yan Yan's body, and the most direct feeling came naturally from the clasped hands of the two.

"Be good, my brother is fine, you can relax a bit, move your whole body, and then come to my brother's arms, okay? My brother wants to hug you." Xia Murong said in the softest tone with the least effort.

"Huh? Well, good." Young Master Jiao finally spoke, and Xia Murong heaved a sigh of relief, he thought something was wrong with his words.Don't talk about it, even he himself was surprised.When he was about to get off work, he went to the fifth floor to pick up the goods. The picture shows that there are not many people picking up the goods at this time, so there is no need to waste time in line.

It was also because it was close to closing after get off work, and the elevator had stopped, so he climbed the stairs to the fifth floor.Then he was blocked at the stairway, followed by an inexplicable violent beating.Unprepared, Xia Murong was hit hard a few times. There were not many people who attacked him, only two people, but they all had knives in their hands.

Underestimating Xia Murong's ability to fight, the two kept focusing on attacking, trying to get rid of Xia Murong in one go, and never thought about defending.A sudden attack, an advantage in numbers, and an overall victory in terms of weapons, what unexpected situation can there be in such a huge gap?

Yes, Xia Murong told them this.

When it comes to fighting, Xia Murong has no less experience than these two gangsters.Since he was a child, because of his family and his hair color, he often fought with others.Later, he followed Uncle Xia to the town to set up a street stall, and he often competed with others for land.The reason why Aunt Li and the others were willing to reserve a booth for him was not only to see him as a young helper, but more importantly, he was able to fight and was a reliance.

When footsteps and conversations were heard in the corridor, Xia Murong seized the gap between the two of them, grabbed the knife from one of them, and slashed at that person without mercy.The other person was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been stabbed.

Seeing the cruel look in Xia Murong's eyes, the two finally realized that they had failed in this task.Thinking that chopping people up like this was an explanation, the two fled downstairs without hesitation supporting each other.The overbearing ones are afraid of death, they are only doing it for money, there is no need to care about someone who is desperate to fight back.

Leaning on the handrail and panting heavily, the footsteps downstairs are getting farther and farther away, and the footsteps upstairs are getting closer.Xia Murong gritted his teeth, dragging his bleeding body to the second floor.He couldn't stop, he couldn't wait for the people coming down the stairs to see him and call the police and a doctor for him.

Too late.He was attacked for no reason, what about words?Xia Murong's mind was full of this possibility, thinking that Yanyan was going through what he had just experienced, Xia Murong's whole body turned cold.It is necessary to rush there, at the fastest speed, this was the only thought in Xia Murong's mind at that time.

After all, those people didn't go into the shop to kill people so blatantly. When Xia Murong arrived, he saw puffs of thick smoke and a few scattered people who quickly fled around.No one left any words to help him. His words were in the burning shop, and the door of the shop was locked from the outside.

Falling to the ground, Xia Murong almost fainted for a moment.But that is impossible, he has not rescued Yan Yan, how could he fall...

"Brother, does it hurt?" Xuan Xuan leaned over nervously. He had already moved his body. Although the effect was limited, it was enough for him to climb onto the bed.But his brother fell silent, which made him worry about his brother's injury.It hurts, it must be very painful, there are several big gashes, and many stitches, how could it not hurt.

Thinking of this, Young Master Jiao began to cry again, feeling distressed.Xia Murong was helpless, he just lost his mind a little bit.Seeing that his words were unscathed, he was already satisfied, this little injury was nothing.

"Don't cry, brother is fine, you won't be sure if you cry." Xia Murong said, Hearing this, Young Master Jiao immediately stopped his tears and stopped his voice, staring straight at him with a pair of big watery eyes, as if he was crying. Confirm the credibility of this statement.

After all, Young Master Jiao still believed in the poor benefactor of his family, wiped away his tears with his hand and let out a "huh".Xia Murong patted his right hand lightly, "Yanyan is here, brother wants to hug you."

Usually, Manifesto would rush forward when he heard this, but this time he shook his head firmly, "No, it will hurt if you press the wound."

Xia Murong smiled innocently, "There is not much wound here, and it hurts even more if I can't hug Brother Yanyan."

declaration:"……"

Young Master Jiao was very distressed and tangled, and then he saw his brother frowning, looking very uncomfortable.So, immediately compromise.Carefully leaning into Xia Murong's arms, trying not to touch his wounds as much as possible, declared that the moment he was hugged by his brother successfully, he couldn't help but "woo woo" twice, but he was strong and did not fall. tears.

The moment they hugged each other, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Only in this way can they feel at ease, and only in this way can they overcome their fear.Xia Murong tightened his arms, and then loosened them slightly.The other hand circled over to pat Yanyan's back, but Yanyan stopped him quickly because of difficulties in operation.

No one spoke for a long time, Xia Murong began to feel drowsy, his energy was not very good, and the actions just now consumed most of his remaining energy.Opening his eyes suddenly, Xia Murong let out a sigh, Yan Yan was still worried about him, he should at least say something.

Lowering his head with difficulty, Xia Murong smiled.Well, the little guy himself fell asleep soundly, his cute nose flapping, full of rhythm.Smiling and laughing, Xia Murong closed his eyes and didn't think about anything.

When Xuanchen opened the door of the ward, what he saw was such a scene.One big and one small hug each other and sleep, even if they are embarrassed, even if they are scarred, they are still sweet.

Putting down the thermos bucket in his hand, he walked away lightly.Taking advantage of this time, he had to deal with the matter in general, at least when Xiaoyan had a mental question, he had an explanation.

Woke up again, woke up from hunger.Young Master Jiao struggled to wake up clutching his stomach and frowning. He didn't look at his brother for the rare first time, and the radar line of sight precisely locked the thermos bucket on the table.Hehe, the main reason is that there is still a scent coming, of course I can't admit my mistake.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Xia Mutou was also staring at the thermos bucket, Master Jiao knew it.It's not easy, he just woke up from hunger, it seems that his brother woke up one step earlier than him, it's hard for his brother to wait patiently until he wakes up.

An adult patted his brother's cheek, and then carefully touched his gauze-wrapped forehead, and Young Master Jiao hurriedly got out of bed to warm up the porridge.I was really hungry, and the declaration was not polite. After sweeping a big bowl of porridge, one person at a time, my stomach was hot immediately.

Of course, it is impossible for both of them to eat porridge to be full, especially Xia Murong's appetite has always been good, and Manifesto really didn't want to steal his brother's rations.He drank a little porridge to fill his stomach, and the rest, Young Master Jiao forcefully poured it down for his brother, and then went outside to get some food to fill his stomach.

"Yanyan, did you call home? How long has it been?" After eating and drinking, Xia Murong thought of this immediately.

"Ah, I forgot, the phone was... er... the phone ran out of battery." Young Master Jiao somehow remembered that Xuan Chen's existence was difficult to explain, but the guilty look had already appeared on his face, and he couldn't even take it back. up.

Xia Murong didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, "Oh, then can you borrow a phone from a doctor or nurse, and a charger is also fine."

"Oh oh, I'll try it." Manifesting an amnesty, Manifest hurried out.Damn Xuanchen, he didn't even know to return his cell phone after taking it, it's all right now, my brother must know that something is tricky, this is waiting for him to take the initiative to confess.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiangxiang for the grenade, what a waste