"Hey!" Ye Zhao shouted at Nie Renyan's back, and when he heard the "ding" of the elevator just stopped on the first floor, he walked towards Nie Renyan, while the other party thought far away and they said, "You go up first, I'll go get something. ."

Fang Siyuan and the others entered the elevator in confusion.

Nie Renyan walked too fast, turned the corner and disappeared, Ye Zhao frowned, and entered the door of the men's bathroom, not sure if it was just foggy, everyone listened to the broadcast, and huddled in the ward reflexively. The toilet on the first floor was empty, not even a shadow of a person, let alone Nie Renyan.

What about people? Ye Zhao frowned and looked at each compartment again, but it was still empty. He was a little worried, but as Nie Renyan said, he asked the little nurse to ask for some wine, and after thinking about it, he asked for some cotton and bandages.

He stepped into the toilet with something in his hand, closed the door, turned around, and saw a little black fell out of nowhere in the open space of the toilet, and then smudged it, like a drop of thick ink that fell into the water, and then scattered like silk ——

In the fading black smoke, Nie Renyan walked over holding a little boy covered in blood.

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Nie Renyan took big strides, calmly with the usual laziness. Every time took a step, the black smoke rising from the soles of feet dissipated little by little, less and less, until it disappeared completely.

The little boy in his arms had no injuries on his face and chest. I don't know if he was subconsciously protecting it, but the hands hanging by his side were bloody, and the thin gray-white coat had been melted into a large area by the fog. The skin inside was probably also injured, dripping blood constantly. And the corner of Nie Renyan's mouth was probably rubbed by Bai Xu, and a small mouth was broken, and the rest of the place seemed to be intact.

Ye Zhao quickly put the things in his hand on the countertop of the sink next to him, and wanted to reach out and take the child in Nie Renyan's hand: "I'll take him to the outpatient clinic, there's alcohol here, you can take care of the injury."

Unexpectedly, Nie Renyan let go of his outstretched hand and pouted towards the closed toilet door: "Don't touch it, there is still some residual fog on his back, burn his hand, and open the door for me."

This was not the time to fight for injury. The child looked at the dying. Ye Zhao didn't say anything more, he quickly opened the door, and followed Nie Renyan towards the outpatient clinic.

The little nurse there was startled when she saw the child in Nie Renyan's hands, and asked them to put the child in the special ward and hurried to call the doctor.

Nie Renyan was afraid of being entangled in asking silly questions such as "Where did you find this child?" "How did you not get hurt?", while the nurse went to call the doctor, he left the ward with Ye Zhao and went back to the toilet. .

After closing the toilet door, Nie Renyan stretched out both hands and swung it in the sink, splashing blood on the walls of the pool, mixed with a little sticky white silk.

When Ye Zhao saw it, he hurriedly pulled his hand over, and saw that the remaining sticky mist on his fingers and palms had burned out large wounds, and even the wrists and other places that had contact with the child, saw flesh. .

It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. Ye Zhao saw blood seeping from his fingernails, and his face changed. He said to Nie Renyan, "Wait, I'll go get some potions. It's useless to drink alcohol." went out in a hurry.

Nie Renyan glanced over at his hand, probably felt that it was really ugly to be tossed like this, "hiss", he has never taken pain seriously, the injury on his hand is at most a matter of frowning, thinking of it. Ye Zhao had a rare look of anxiety just now, and suddenly felt that the injury was worth it.

For Nie Renyan, who has been eager to tear off Ye Zhao's noble and glamorous skin for thirty years, everything is scum in front of his daughter-in-law's concerned and nervous eyes.

So, Ye Zhao, whose expression became more and more stern due to worry, walked into the toilet with the potion, only to see Nie Renyan poking the corner of his mouth, wondering what he was laughing about, and wanted to pour the potion directly into Nie Renyan's brain Give him a wash.

"Hurry up and wash!" Ye Zhao literally squeezed these words out of his teeth, he grabbed Nie Renyan, pulled his sleeves and pulled his hands over the sink, "Hands are burned like this, Still want to stand there crazy! Where is it broken, you? Huh?"

Ye Zhao frowned, glanced at Nie Renyan coldly, and then carefully rolled up his sleeves so as not to touch the wound. He opened the potion bottle, held it up with one hand, and pulled out a cotton swab from what he wanted earlier with the other.

Nie Renyan nodded, thinking to himself: At this time, forbearance is stupid!

Acknowledging Ye Zhao's cold-hearted and soft-hearted urination, Nie Ren kept him in check, twisted his face, and started to pretend, "Hey—I'm a little bit hurt."

"..." Ye Zhao really wanted to smash the bottle in his hand on his face, "I haven't fallen yet, what are you screaming!"

Nie Renyan was completely shameless and pretended to be two hundred and five: "I'm sorry, it's too early to call, daughter-in-law, you continue, and I'll call again when you collapse."

Ye Zhao: "......" If he continued to entangle him, his claws were completely rotten and pulled down!