Wu Yao really trusted Li Jiacen because Li Jiacen stood face to face with him through the counter of the nurse counter, maintaining a good sense of proportion.

For Wu Yao, the nurse's desk is a barrier to personal safety. Li Jiacen had no intention of forcing him to break in, which made him feel very safe and also made him feel that Li Jiacen was very sincere.

But he didn't know that under Li Jiacen's seemingly sincere appearance, his inner anger wanted to burn him to ashes.

"Mr. Wu, once you sign, everyone can finish the work." Li Jiacen signaled him to sign quickly.

At the same time, a policeman was secretly lurking around the nurse's platform at the entrance of the nurse's platform with his cat.

Wu Yao looked at Li Jiacen with a sinister look, then slowly moved the dagger in his right hand to his left hand, and replaced it with a knife holding Zhao Youtian in his left hand, and used his right hand to reach the paper and pen handed over by Li Jiacen.

Li Jiacen looked at the shaky knife that was always at Zhao Youtian's neck, and his inner anxiety never relaxed.

Wu Yao took the pen and wanted to sign it, but found that the content on the paper was not what they agreed on at all. He suddenly realized that Li Jiacen was lying to him. He threw the pen angrily, "Damn it! You little girl dare to tease me!" As he said that, his left hand hooked in, Li Jiacen almost breathed. Fortunately, he couldn't use his left hand and was captured by Zhao Youtian.

Wu Yao was still fighting with the beast, struggling randomly with a knife.

Zhao Youtian was unable to defend himself, and accidentally wiped the blade with his hand. The blade was very sharp and blood was gushing out, making Li Jiacen almost faint.

Fortunately, the police took advantage of the situation and captured Wu Yao, and finally brought him to justice.

Li Jiacen hurried to Zhao Youtian and looked at the bleeding wound on his hand, his heart was covered in blood, "Are you okay? Is it painful? Is it serious?"

Zhao Youtian looked at her frowning and pale-faced look, and a softness and heartache appeared in his heart. To be honest, he was not afraid at all and did not even frown when he was held hostage by Wu Yao for more than an hour before. He did not feel a sense of crisis until the moment Li Jiacen appeared.

Even, he felt a little timid.

He remembered his promise to Li Jiachen, and he suddenly realized that his life was not just his own.

When he proposed yesterday, he said that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. How could he stop the rest of his life today?

Zhao Tian moved his wrists for a while, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "I can take a good rest for a few days."

Li Jiacen's eyes were wet, "Hmm?" Is this serious or not?

Zhao Youtian raised his right hand and wiped the tears from the end of her eyes, "It's not a big deal, just sew a few stitches. But I'm afraid the surgery will not be possible in the past few days."

"Are you comforting me?" Li Jiacen was still worried.

At this time, Han Luxin had already come with the tools to treat the wound. "Don't worry, he won't have anything to do." As he said that, he began to clean Zhao Youtian skillfully and then sew stitches.

"Be gentle." Li Jiacen felt pain when he looked at it.

Seeing her pitiful look, Han Muxin sneered, "Where did you have the courage just now? Do you think this guy is afraid of pain?"

Li Jiacen looked up at Zhao Youtian, and he had no expression on his face.

"You won't feel pain, are you?" After leaving so much blood, Li Jiacen bit his lip, frown and squinted his eyes, and couldn't bear to see Zhao Youtian's scarred look, "Then is his neck okay?"

"It's okay, just put gauze on and bandage it later. You don't need to look sad. When I was in college, this guy almost used his hands for sewing exercises, but fortunately I saw it and I stopped me." Han Luxin treated Zhao Youtian's wounds in a few seconds, and his movements were neat and beautiful.

"You?" Li Jiacen felt that Han Luxin's attitude today was a bit strange.

Han Luxin packed up the tools, and then still spoke in a noble tone, "Although I don't agree with your rash act as a warrior today, I still have to say, you are awesome than I imagined!"

At least, she didn't have the courage and courage of Li Jiachen.

Li Jiacen reacted for a second, "I just think you are praising me."

Han Luxin smiled, helpless but sincere, "I admit defeat. But I won't say blessings."

Then she put her hands into the pocket of her white coat and left casually.

Han Luxin's smile was always on her face, and later she seemed stiff, but she hoped that she would lose and also lose beautifully.

Yesterday, my mother told her that she saw Zhao Youtian and Li Jiacen being very close in the supermarket. She did not give up her obsession. She always had a sense of innate superiority, thinking that Li Jiacen was not worthy of Zhao Youtian, and Zhao Youtian would eventually realize that he and Li Jiacen were not the same as each other.

But today, just now, Li Jiacen refreshed Han Luxin's understanding of her with her courage.

Han Muxin suddenly realized that his love for Zhao Youtian was more based on unwillingness, while Li Jiacen used his life and her own light and heat to love Zhao Youtian.

I and Li Jiacen will see each other immediately.

So she gave in.

So she quit.

If you think about it carefully, she has never intervened in this game.

Perhaps the competition in her mind never existed in Li Jiacen's mind.

Perhaps, Li Jiachen never regarded her as an opponent.

So, she lost from the beginning.

She smiled self-deprecatingly and gave herself a comfort.

This part of one person's wishful thinking ends here.

Her love and unwillingness to Zhao Youtian ended here.

Li Jiacen looked up at Han Luxin's free and easy back, generous and humble, okay, just think she was once an opponent.

Soon, the hospital order returned to normal.

Zhao Jiyan stuffed the pen that was broken by Wu Yao into Zhao Youtian's hand, "This pen was broken, remember to return the money to me. Wu Yao was so stupid that he could not help. He secretly took down my pen and made a big profit. He even blackmailed 500,000 yuan. If he succeeded in blackmailing, I despise him."

Li Jiacen was shocked by Zhao Jiyan's words, "What kind of pen is this? Is it so expensive?" Hearing Zhao Jiyan's tone, this pen is more than 500,000 yuan.

"I spent 1 million to grab the Swiss Carda pen limited edition. Remember to transfer the money to my account another day. After all, you already have a wife, and I still have to save the money for marrying my wife. Let the parts be left for you two as a souvenir." Zhao Jiyan saw that Zhao Tian was fine, so he threw down a word of debt collection and left with agile steps.

Li Jiacen held the damaged parts and studied them. This was worth 1 million?

Can you write the original works of Wang Xizhi?

Or is it a magic pen inherited by Ma Liang?
Chapter completed!