Chapter 49

Mi Su also knows that Rong Jinchu is not simple, but she has never thought about it deeply. Moreover, with her IQ, even if she thinks deeply, she can't figure out why.

She thought of Xia an's idea of running away.

At this moment, MI Su thought it was too smart!

In the face of such a mysterious and dangerous man, if she continues to stay with him, she should not only worry about whether she will be killed in the next second, but also worry about whether she is in danger.

She is a small ordinary person with no prospects. Every day she wants to eat, drink, have fun, find a job and live a full life. She doesn't want to have any thrilling experience.

Because of fear, she shrank her feet.

Rong Jinchu saw it through. In his low voice, he mixed a little bit of fun. "Afraid?"

The crispy chicken nodded like pecking rice.

When ordinary people hear it, who is not afraid?

Rong Jinchu's lips were raised and his eyes were gliding. He joked, "don't be afraid. You are the one I want to kill. Anyone who wants to pass me and kill you before me is absolutely not allowed."

“……”

Is he comforting himself?

She didn't feel any comfort for Mao

Moreover, it is not so much a comfort to understand Rong Jinchu's words as a disguised threat.

But the rice crisp turns to think, still express satisfaction.

Just think about it. If she was killed by Rong Jinchu's enemies, the way she died was either beaten into a beehive by bullets, or her limbs were incomplete. In a word, every way she died was extremely cruel.

Therefore, to die in the hands of others is better than to die in the hands of Rong Jinchu, who is willing to give himself the right of choice.

My nose is a little itchy after thinking about it.

Then, one sneeze after another.

"Ah owe -"

"ah owe -"

in order to prevent sneezing, MI Su raised her hand, pinched her nose and rubbed it.

Rong Jin's cool eyes fell on doctor Zhuang's face when he first saw the situation. "Give her a look."

After listening to their conversation, Dr. Zhuang felt Rong Jinchu's eyes and flattened his lips.

Every time he makes a move, it's either a very difficult large-scale operation or at the beginning of Rong Jin's life and death. Now it's good. People just sprained their feet and sneezed a few times, so he has to accept the call to come.

He felt that it was an insult to himself, who always liked to accept challenges.

Doctor Zhuang complained for a while.

Alas!

Insult, insult.

He squatted down, repeatedly looked at the injury on rice Crisp's foot, and quickly made a judgment, "it's a slight sprain, Miss rice. You've been resting for a few days, and you should try not to move at ordinary times."

Rong Jinchu looked at the swollen ankles like steamed bread and twisted his eyebrows. His voice dropped a temperature. "This is a small problem?"

“……”

Is it difficult or a big problem?

Dr. Zhuang was speechless. He always felt that his professional standard had been questioned. "Rong Shao, Miss Mi's injury is really a small problem. For example, Rong Shao's life and death is a big problem every time."

Rong Jinchu looks cold.

Aware that he was in a bad mood, MI Su began to help Dr. Zhuang, "Rong Jinchu, since Dr. Zhuang said it was a small problem, it was a small problem. As I said before, it was just a sprain..."

This little injury is nothing.

Rong Jinchu glanced at her, with irrefutable obstinacy in her tone, "for me, your little problem is a big one."

“……”

The heart beats. It's pounding again.

Crispy rice grinds its teeth.

Hateful Rong Jinchu is addicted to her, isn't she?