The Beloved Wifey of Mr. Shui
Chapter 47 He laughed

Vivian immediately buried her little face into her arms and cried, "Auntie, hurry save father, blood, so much blood. Hurry up and save dad, or he'll ignore me. I'm afraid he'll ignore me ..."

Mo Xiaozhu's eyes fell on the man beside her. There was no light in the room, only a dim light shining down from the window. However, she could clearly see the blood on Shui Junyu's chest. He hugged Vivian and Mo Xiaozhu reached out to turn on the lights.

"Dad ..." Vivian looked at Shui Junyu, whose chest was covered in blood, and her small face turned pale.

Mo Xiaozhu reached out to explore Shui Junyu's nostrils. It was warm and she was alive.

His gaze fell again and he was immediately startled by his wound.

It was a gunshot wound.

While examining him, he asked Vivian, "Who fired the gun?"

"Dad, dad, don't .. don't let me say it."

Forget it, don't make it difficult for the child. She was so scared that she said, "Don't be afraid, Auntie is here. I'm fine."

Mo Xiaozhu first found Shui Junyu's phone, then she found An Feng's number and turned it around. He calmly said to An Feng, "An Feng, he was injured with a gunshot wound. You came to a villa on the outskirts of town, you know?"

An Feng said, "I know. He often goes there. I'll be gone soon."

He put down his phone and took Weiwei to the next room. Sure enough, there's medical equipment there. Everything here hasn't changed. He placed Weiwei beside him, then took out a pair of horses cut from the medical box and gently cut off Shui Junyu's jacket.

When he finally saw the bloody wound, he heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a fatal place, or he would have died long ago.

He picked up the alcohol lamp and turned it on. He disinfects the scalpel in his hand. Mo Xiaozhu was ready to act skillfully. At this moment, Vivian suddenly said in surprise, "Dad get up. Look, he saw you."

Initially, Mo Xiaozhu's gaze was fixed on Shui Junyu's wound. As Vivian said this, she instinctively looked at Shui Junyu's eyes. Sure enough, he looked at her with his thin lips moving and his voice low, "You want to take a bullet?"

"Mmm, if you don't believe that I can call 110 for you now, and Anfeng will also be here," he knew that the longer the wound dragged on, the slower, the slower it would be, so he might as well take it out. previous bullets. He has been in the hospital for five years and has worked as a medical worker for five years.

He pursed his lips and his eyes sparkled. Then, he said in a low voice, "OK, take it."

"Do you want to bite something?" He always thought that he fainted, but in the end, he might be awake the whole time.

"No ... use that ..."

After all, it was him and not him who was sick.

After checking all of his preparations, Mo Xiaozhu calmly glanced at his wound again, then the scalpel in his hand landed accurately on the man's flesh.

The corner of his shirt was tightly clamped by Vivian.

However, the man under the scalpel did not make a sound. He lay quietly on the carpet, as if he was enjoying a massage.

His dark eyes looked at Mo Xiaozhu, who was busy, and the corners of his lips gradually conicaled into a slightly curved curve. He really smiled at a time like that.

The bullet fell to the ground and Mo Xiaozhu finally heaved a sigh of relief. He felt the sweat on his forehead dripping. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. When she looked up again, she saw Shui Junyu's smile.

A very evil smile.

"Not sick?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Alright, then I'll give you some medicine," he was really firm. Since he was not afraid of pain, he did not need to be careful.

Fine powder was evenly sprinkled on his wound, then he took a gauze and wrapped it around the wound. At that moment, he did not care if he would be injured.

"Auntie, can you be gentle?" As he slowly squeezed the gauze, a small hand pulled the corner of his shirt. "Auntie, I'm gonna be sick. It hurts so much."

Mo Xiaozhu realized that he had made a mistake. Scenes like this should not be seen by the child. "Vivian, don't worry. Auntie's gonna turn it on. Go watch TV and take care of your father's wounds later."

"No need, I have to accompany her father," Vivian stubbornly did not want to leave. Her big eyes were staring at Shui Junyu. "Dad, does it hurt?" Her little hand caressed Shui Junyu's face. "Auntie said that she would be gentle. If you get hurt, then bite Weiwei's finger, okay?"

Her beautiful fingers were transparent and small. Mo Xiaozhu frowned and said to Shui Junyu, "Let him watch TV."

This sentence was extremely light and light, as if saying it into the air, but it shocked Mo Xiaozhu. "What are you used to?" Was he used to this scene?

"Huh, it's okay," Shui Junyu's smiling eyes slowly closed. "Viwei, I'll take a nap. It'll be good for a while. You stay here with Auntie. When Uncle An arrives, let him send you home."

"No, I want to stay here with Dad, I don't want to go."

"Well, listen to Daddy's words. I'm tired," Shui Junyu couldn't even lift his eyelids. He was shot and hit by a bullet. It was a miracle that he could say so much.

Mo Xiaozhu reached out and hugged Vivian. "Come, Auntie."

"No, I don't want you to hold me, I don't want to go with you. I have to accompany Dad, I don't want to go home, I don't want to see Mom. Here he is, he drives it..."

"Weiwei, shut the fuck up" he shouted loudly. Shui Junyu was obviously going to fall asleep, but now he completely closed his eyes and roared at Vivian.

However, Vivian's words clearly sounded in the conversation. Mo Xiaozhu glanced at the bullet on the ground and his heart skipped a beat. "Viwei, did your mother drive the gun?"

Vivian opened her mouth but before she could say anything, Shui Junyu said, "You promised father."

Her nose twitched and Vivian lowered her head. "OK, I won't say it, but I don't want to go home." Tears of complaint flowed out and his little face looked like a small cat.

Mo Xiaozhu was in a hurry, but he did not dare to get too close to Weiwei. She was really unsure about Shui Junyu. He thought about it again and tried to ask, "What if you go to Aunt's house?"

"No, no, I want to be with you. Where is daddy? Where am I?" I don't know if he's scared. The little one was crying harder, but he wasn't crying.

Looking at Weiwei, Mo Xiaozhu still remembered how powerful she was. She was really worried about leaving a strong child at home, but she could not give birth to Vivian. He gritted his teeth and could only wait for Anfeng to arrive before deciding.

"Come on, let Auntie carry it. Uncle An will be here soon."

In bed, the man was now silent. This time, he seemed to be completely asleep. Even his breath was heard inside the room and his expression was very bad. Mo Xiaozhu frowned. He really did not know the relationship between Shui Junyu and Yuan Yuanqing. He had to love Yuan Yuanqing deeply. Hence, he held on even after Yuan Yuanqing shot him.

However, such a woman was truly not worth paying attention to. She wasn't the only one who attacked him, but now, she was actually attacking her husband.

The first time she was so close to her daughter, she was so excited that she even smelled Vivian's scent. "Calm down, don't cry. Your father won't be okay. Maybe you can sleep for a while. Be kind. If you are sleepy, then go to sleep. Aunty will accompany you."

Vivian is still crying.

As he patted Weiwei on the back, Mo Xiaozhu hummed the lullaby that had been sung many times before. "Feng Qingqing, moonlight, leaves cover the windows ..."

As she sang softly, Vivian listened, and she was completely asleep in an invisible place. The sleeping Vivian was very calm like a kitten as she hugged Vivian. Mo Xiaozhu did not want to let go again, just as she continued to hug him. However, just as the three of them were breathing quietly in the room, his phone suddenly rang. He was afraid that he would wake up and suppress Weiwei and Mo Xiaozhu.

She was scared, afraid of waking Shui Junyu and Vivian up.

He forgot that he was strong at home ...

Vivian moved in her arms and continued to sleep. As for Shui Junyu on the bed, he actually fell asleep without any reaction.

It was the happiest half hour for Mo Xiaozhu. She was looking after her daughter, her face touching her daughter's little face. Not until An Feng entered did he suddenly wake up.

"Have you dealt with the young master's injury?"

"G ..." Mo Xiaozhu was stunned for a moment, then she took her eyes off her daughter's face. He looked at An Feng, "Well, I've already dealt with it."

"Then I'll send Miss Mo back."

"No need, I'll go back alone," Mo Xiaozhu knew that he could no longer and could not part with Vivian. Otherwise, anyone could tell her feelings to Vivian, and she would definitely be caught.

"No, I can't get a taxi near here. I'll take you away."

He lowered his head to glance at Weiwei and shook his head. "It's really not necessary. I'll go back alone."

"How about I send you to a place where you can get a car," An Feng said anxiously, "It's very difficult to get a taxi nearby. I don't see a car on the way there."

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