Chapter 1198

Mian Mian looks down at the complete bandage of his left arm.

I just feel a fire in my chest.

Resentment, depression, irritability

Maybe she's going crazy.

At last, Zhan Muqian completely tortured her to be impersonal

The throat is dry and bitter.

The cup with the straw in is now fed to her lips.

Zhan Muqian's big hand slightly raised her back neck, and the straw was put into her mouth. He said in a deep voice, "use your strength."

Mian Mian has a bad sore throat. After a few sips of warm water, it can be relieved.

The sleeping brain seems to be waking up.

Consciousness is becoming clearer and clearer.

She stared at the gauze in her arm.

It will hurt.

The effect of the anaesthetic is fading away.

She can still feel the pain.

The feeling of being cut open by sharp tools

It's terrible.

……

Zhan Muqian put the water glass aside and looked at her calmly.

The girl's bright pupils glistened with tears.

And there is a deep hatred.

The eyes seemed to poke holes in him.

Or kill him alive?

……

Cotton cotton wet eyes looked at him.

His face was pale.

Her right hand, which had not been stabbed, unconsciously hid in the quilt and stroked her belly.

She couldn't feel the baby.

Maybe it's because it's too small

Or maybe it's just a nightmare.

It's all fake

Nothing is real.

She suddenly giggled at him and murmured, "tracker Ready? From now on, I will never escape from your palm... "

Zhan Muqian hasn't answered yet.

Mian Mian said to herself, "why don't you just kill me and send me to prison? Why monitor me and put me in prison? Let me accompany my father. I can't run away when I'm in prison. You don't have to waste my time..."

The man's face is not good, obviously unhappy.

But he might have seen that she did suffer today, and he ignored her pitiful appearance.

It's hard for him not to attack. Instead, he tucked in the corner for her. "The effect of the anesthetic hasn't completely passed. You should be tired. Go to sleep first, and then get up to eat when you're fully asleep."

Mian Mian then said nothing and fell asleep.

…………

Although the room is quiet.

Since she climbed back to the roof, the roof has been sealed, and there is no way to go. Moreover, the windows of her bedroom are also equipped with alarm devices, which can only be opened a little bit, and then opened a little larger, and it will automatically alarm.

There is no way for her to do stupid things.

But in the face of a lot of official business, Zhan Muqian can't settle down to work.

It's estimated that she should wake up.

He called the kitchen and asked it to prepare for the night.

I went into her bedroom myself.

However, the little thing that should have been lying in bed was sitting next to the coffee table and on the carpet.

The little white claw of the girl was holding a fruit knife, and she scratched at her left arm.

Zhan Muqian twisted his eyebrows. "Jiang mianmianmian, put down the knife. Haven't you done enough?"

Mian Mian smiled at him, "I didn't make any noise, I just thought, isn't the chip implanted in my arm? If I cut this arm Did the tracker fail? "

The man was so angry that he almost wanted to hit her.

But he restrained, with a firm face and a quick grip on the handle, and snatched the fruit knife from her hand.