Chapter 38 If you give her to me, you are

worthy Chapter 38 If you give her to me, you are worthy

. Rong Qisheng, who was about to catch the person, paused and looked up.

From above, Shen Heting was seen striding forward with a calm expression.

He stopped there, playing with the lighter in his hand.

With a bang, the fire was ignited, then extinguished, over and over again.

And that sound was like a powerful aura that was being crushed over, which was terrifying.

"Shen, Mr. Shen, what a coincidence, my cat is missing and I'm looking for it!" Rong Qisheng smiled stiffly and ugly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked by Shen Heting, breaking two ribs and falling to the ground.

Just as the man was about to stand up, Shen Heting stepped forward and stepped on him.

Rong Qisheng's head was stepped into the soil, but the man restrained himself repeatedly and did not kick him.

He looked at him indifferently.

That glance was like the knife in the executioner's hand, already cutting off Rong Qisheng's head.

When he spoke again, his voice was as calm as the night, but scary,

"Mr. Rong, do you think I'm joking here? You take him down first."

"Okay, Mr. Shen."

What matters now is that Keep the woman, he will take care of it later.

After Rong Qisheng was taken down, Shen Heting hurriedly walked down the slope.

Rongruo, who was hiding behind the bushes, was already surrounded by soldiers.

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed hard.

Rong Ruo thought it was Rong Qisheng who caught her and screamed.

"Ah -" "

It's me!"

Rong Ruo didn't react and subconsciously resisted and struggled.

Looking at the man, Shen Heting's heart suffocated, and he pulled the man into his arms, "It's me, I'm Shen Heting."

After running into the man's arms, Rongruo was still struggling, and a familiar breath came, and her eyes The light flickered slightly, his face relaxed, he raised his head and looked up.

"Shen, Shen..."

Before he could finish speaking, his vision went dark and he fainted.

"Child!" Shen Heting's face suddenly darkened, he immediately picked him up and strode back to the car.

"Go back to Jintang Garden and tell Dr. Leng to come over. Hurry!"

On the way back, Shen Heting's heart sank deeply as he looked at the pale woman in his arms.

He raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

It's so miserable every time, like a little pitiful person.

But what to do, he didn't seem to be able to see her like this at all.

Unable to help himself, Shen Heting lowered his head and kissed her lips gently.

Fortunately, he is back.

They arrived at Jintang Garden in front of them, and Dr. Leng arrived at the back.

"What's wrong, you called me over in such a hurry?

Did you hurt someone again?

Didn't I tell you, please be gentle!"

"..." Shen Heting's face was not very good, and his tone was very unkind,

" If you talk too much, your tongue will be cut off."

Immediately, Dr. Leng immediately zipped up his mouth.

Don't say it, never say it again!

He pointed to the room and motioned for him to go in first and see the people.

It was just that Doctor Leng didn't go in for a moment before he rushed out angrily.

"Shen Heting, are you a human? You torture people into that state!"

He just rolled up the woman's sleeves and saw shocking whip marks.

As you can imagine, what's happening on your body is even worse!

"I really didn't know you had this habit. You just do things. Why are you torturing people?"

Shen Heting didn't quite understand what Dr. Leng said. He frowned slightly,

"What do you mean? Please speak clearly! "

A man with a cold face is quite intimidating, but if he talks coldly, it's even more frightening!

"You have done a good thing yourself, hurry up and see!"

Entering the room, Shen Heting saw the ferocious whip marks on the woman's half-white arm exposed.

He stepped forward and carefully opened the woman's collar. He glanced at Dr. Leng who was following him from the corner of his eye and glanced at her.

The person next to the door stopped immediately and quickly took a few steps back.

"Look, you look first."

He looked like he didn't know about the good thing he had done, and clicked his tongue.

Wait, if Shen Heting really didn't know, then who hurt people like that?

In the room, after seeing the scars on Rong Ruo's body, Shen Heting felt violent and angry all over his body, and his aura became cold and terrifying.

The slightly flashing stern eyes stared at the approaching storm and rolling waves.

Shen Heting's fingers gently fell on Rongruo's scar, and he saw the unconscious woman frowning slightly.

It must be very painful, even if you are unconscious, it will hurt to the point of frowning.

Not long after, Shen Heting came out of the room with a sullen face, and Dr. Leng had already prescribed medicine.

"I think her condition is not very good. She probably fainted due to excessive fright. Now we can only wait for her to rest more. She should wake up soon, but the wounds on her body need to be treated as soon as possible. If it is delayed for a long time, she is afraid of infection. This is the best medicine I have prescribed. If you keep using it, there should be no scars... Also..."

At this point, Dr. Leng also understood that Shen Heting did not cause the person to become like this. Will people...

"No, it's nothing. When she wakes up, we will do a check-up to see if there are any other injuries."

The words were very euphemistic, but everyone understood.

I saw Shen Heting's face darkening visibly to the naked eye, and even his breath was frightening.

After Dr. Leng finished speaking, he could hardly hold his tongue straight, and his hands were covered in cold sweat.

Among the ones they played well, Shen Heting was the scariest when he got cold.

At this time, be sure not to hit it, otherwise you will be the only one unlucky.

"I understand, you go back first."

When Dr. Leng was about to leave, he belatedly realized that the woman in Shen Heting's bedroom looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

Shen Heting twisted the hot handkerchief, wiped Rongruo's body gently, applied medicine to her carefully, and found one of his shirts for her to put on.

During the whole process, as long as the woman frowned slightly, he would stop quickly and treat her wounds more gently.

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After processing, Shen Heting covered her with the quilt, placed a kiss on her forehead and left Jintang Garden.

The wind in the early morning was bleak and cold.

In an instant, Shen Heting appeared in the basement of Rong's factory in the suburbs, wearing a cold and solemn look.

In a dark and damp small room at the end, Rong Qisheng, who was covered in blood, was locked up.

Obviously, he had been greeted before Shen Heting came.

With a creak, Shen Heting pushed open the iron door and entered.

The light from the aisle poured in and hit Rong Qisheng's face, forming a line of light.

Half-light and half-dark, very pale and sinister.

Rong Qisheng was kneeling on the ground. He was no longer gentle and elegant as before, and looked as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.

He originally thought that Shen Heting was just playing with Rong Ruo, but unexpectedly, he took it seriously.

What's more, I didn't expect that someone who was still on a business trip for that bitch would suddenly come back.

If Shen Heting hadn't come back, he would have succeeded long ago!

"Mr. Shen, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. If you are interested in Ruoruo, I will give her to you. Do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Qisheng was kicked to the wall.

Shen Heting, hidden in the darkness, is cold, evil, arrogant and scary.

He repeated in a deep voice, "You gave her to me? You deserve it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Heting took a knife from the darkness.

The tip of the knife glowed with a cold and sharp light.

Taking two steps forward, the man half-crouched in front of Rong Qisheng.

Then, he stabbed the knife in while avoiding the opponent's vital part, and then held the handle of the knife and turned it slowly.

In an instant, Rong Qisheng's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice in pain.

"You know I'm interested, but you still touch me?"

Blood splattered on his arms and on his stern cheeks. The red spots made the man ghostly like a Rakshasa.

After a long time, Rong Qisheng came to his senses. He pursed his lips and begged for mercy in fear, "Shen, Mr. Shen, let me go. I am Ruoruo's second uncle. She definitely doesn't want to see her relatives get hurt!"

A cold shout came . , Shen Heting drew out the knife, and his cold eyes fell on Rong Qisheng's hands.

In front of his eyes, Rong Ruo's body covered with scars flashed across his face.

His eyes darkened, and he stabbed Rong Qisheng in the hand.

With a clang, Shen Heting dropped the knife on the ground, stood up, took the handkerchief, and wiped his cheeks and the back of his hands expressionlessly.

"Mr. Rong, don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. In the days to come, you, old man, should enjoy what life is worse than death!"

Hearing this, Rong Qisheng was so shocked that he fainted.

Just a moment later, a basin of cold salt water splashed him awake again.

The torture was repeated over and over until he was in so much pain that he couldn't even wish for death.

After coming out of the dungeon, Shen Heting returned to Jintang Garden.

The first thing Shen Heting did when he came back was to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Just halfway through washing, I heard a terrified scream.