Chapter 3167 Oh, It's Useless to Act Like a Spoiled Child (69)

The thief was probably frightened and rushed forward in a hurry, trying to hijack Su Qiao, but failed.

Su Qiao has been thrown behind by Ding Jihan.

The thief was a little panicked, and with a random wave of the knife in his hand, he turned and fled.

He didn't care whether he would be injured or not, so he jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor.

Ding Jihan raised his leg and chased, Su Qiao grabbed him anxiously: "Stop chasing, you want to dry the blood, don't you?"

"But..." Ding Jihan didn't really want to let the thief go, at least he should figure out whether he was simply here to steal or was it for the two of them.

If it's for him, he's not afraid, but if it's for Su Qiao, then he must kill him immediately.

"What can be."

Su Qiao stared at him fiercely.

"You're stupid, why are you rushing over? It's not that you don't know my skills."

Seeing that the bright red blood dyed his white shirt red at a very fast speed, Su Qiao knew that the injury was serious.

I took a look at the clothes, and sure enough.

Although the wound is not very deep, it is only 10 cm long.

Quickly helping the person to lie down on the sofa, Su Qiao turned her wrist and took out a long silver needle from the space.

"I forgot, and you're sick in your stomach right now."

Ding Jihan was lying on the sofa. Although his stomach hurt a little, he was not too worried.

One is that he has been used to it over the years, and the other is that he can see the anxiety and worry in Su Qiao's eyes again, and he feels that the injury this time is really worth it.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, not deep."

"And my wife has a stomachache. Husband, I'm with you now. Do you feel less pain?"

"Shut up!" At some point, she still gave her mouthfuls to take advantage of.

Su Qiao was full of fire.

Ding Jihan closed his mouth consciously, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but keep rising, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Su Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and concentrated on stopping the bleeding.

She regrets a little. During this period of time, she spent only reviewing and researching mobile phones, computers, and car monitors, but did not get any medicine.

"Wife, your hands are so long and beautiful."

In the blood dripping, Ding Jihan's eyes only had the green hands that seemed to be dyed with bright red nails.

"Wife, where is your needle hidden? Why don't I know?"

"Hide it on your body, don't you usually tie yourself? Otherwise, you can put it on me in the future. I have thick skin and rough flesh, so it's fine to tie it."

Su Qiao automatically blocked all his words, and after stopping the bleeding, pulled him up: "Get up, go to the hospital."

Ding Jihan lifted his shirt, saw the wound that had stopped bleeding, and exclaimed somewhat exaggeratedly: "The bleeding is gone so soon, wife, you are amazing."

Su Qiao had a headache.

When she was worried, he didn't care, and he looked like he was hanging.

Shaking the needle in his hand, he threatened in a cold voice, "If you don't shut up, I'll sew up your mouth directly."

"Cough cough."

Ding Jihan hurriedly restrained himself from hanging up and looked like he was dignified, and straightened his expression: "There is no bleeding anymore, so I don't need to go to the hospital, right?"

"It's so long, I have to sew it." Su Qiao quickly walked into the kitchen to wash the blood on her hands, and then picked up her cross-bag on the back.

Turning around, he saw the man who was still sitting on the sofa and didn't move. He was angry.

Can you be serious?

This is his own body, his own life, not someone else's.

"It's okay if you don't go. It's hot now, and it's time to get infected. It's just right that I die, so I can..."

"That won't work. If I die, won't you become a widow? I can't take advantage of others, let's go, let's go to the hospital quickly."

Ding Jihan quickly got up, clutched the wound in his abdomen, and strode out of the door.