MTL - When the Green Tea Female Partner is Forced To Attack the Female Lead-Chapter 32

Du Jingmo told herself that she would give Zhao Qingdai twenty minutes.

The two families were separated by an alley. She felt uneasy in her heart. She wanted to give Zhao Qingdai space and time, but she didn't want to make an extra trip, so she asked the driver to park the car at the alley and wait for the time.

As soon as 20 minutes came, she sent a message to Zhao Qingdai, and she didn't wait for a reply for two minutes. She wondered if she was still packing her things and didn't check her phone, so she simply called.

The beeps in my ears kept ringing, but no one answered the phone, and finally hung up automatically.

The unease in his heart reached its peak at this moment, Du Jingmo pushed the door and got out of the car, gestured to the bodyguard who had been hiding in the dark all the year round, and took the lead into the alley.

The movement in the Zhao family's old house has attracted many people to watch. Du Jingmo squeezed in with difficulty, and he smelled blood as soon as he got close.

The bodyguards didn't need to ask, they went up and kicked the door open.

The moment he saw the indoor scene clearly, Du Jingmo's brain exploded with a "hum".

The ground was covered in blood, all of Zhao Qingdai's blood.

Zhao Yong had already lost his mind, and he didn't even notice that the door was broken open.

The bodyguards swarmed up, quickly held him down, and cut his arms behind him. Someone outside exclaimed and someone shouted to call the police, and the scene was chaotic.

Du Jingmo rushed to Zhao Qingdai's side. She wanted to touch the girl in front of her, but she stretched out her hand but didn't know where to drop it, her fingertips were shaking.

She took out her mobile phone and called an ambulance. Her voice trembled while telling herself to calm down and express her location as clearly as possible.

Zhao Qingdai was not completely in a coma at this moment, but her consciousness was no longer clear. She heard Du Jingmo's voice in a daze and struggled to rely on the source of the voice.

Du Jingmo held her up and fiddled with her hair, which was covered in blood on her face, revealing her bruised and swollen face.

"Sister." Zhao Qingdai muttered.

The coagulated blood covered her eyelashes, and the world in front of her became blood red, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She could only reach out and grab the heat source around her according to her instinct.

Du Jingmo gently held her hand: "I'm here."

As soon as she opened her mouth, tears fell and fell on Zhao Qingdai's face, who was leaning on her arms.

"...Don't cry." Zhao Qingdai's voice was weak, she tried her best to open her eyes, "Don't cry."

The ambulance whistle sounded from far to near at this moment. Du Jingmo hurriedly wiped his tears and watched the medical staff professionally and quickly lift Zhao Qingdai onto the stretcher. She was about to follow the ambulance and turned to look at her. Zhao Yong, who was being held down.

There were still tears in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth fiercely: "Bring people back to Du's house, enter through the back door, and shut them in the utility room of the small garden. Don't disturb dad and grandpa."

It was clear that her tone was calm, but Zhao Yong felt a chill all over his body.

Du Jingmo didn't have time to delay on him, so he got into the ambulance after giving instructions.

The medical staff are diagnosing and first-aid on Zhao Qingdai. Du Jingmo can't help, so he can only watch from a distance.

"Sister, sister..."

Zhao Qingdai was unaware, but she was shouting by instinct.

Du Jingmo held her hand hanging by the stretcher, and could do nothing but repeat me over and over.

Zhao Qingdai was still repeating something, her voice was too weak, and Du Jingmo couldn't hear it when she got close.

Before she knew it, she was smeared with blood. When she was sitting outside the corridor waiting for the diagnosis result, she looked at the blood red stained on her hands and felt dizzy.

She never fainted, but when she thought that it was all Zhao Qingdai's blood, she couldn't breathe well.

All of this is the blood of the little sister.

There were footsteps coming at this moment, Du Jingmo looked up, the nurse stood in front of her, and explained: "Most of the patients suffered from skin trauma, and it was relatively timely to send them to the doctor, and the injury has been controlled."

Du Jingmo quickly stood up: "Then can I go in and see her now?"

The nurse nodded: "Yes, the patient must be frightened and needs a sedative injection. You can see her now and have a few words with her."

Compared with tranquilizers, Du Jingmo's effect on Zhao Qingdai is more obvious.

The strong smell of blood has dissipated, and there is only the smell of disinfectant in the ward. Zhao Qingdai's face has undergone a simple cleaning treatment. The gauze wraps her left eye, and the bruises and swellings in other places are even more hideous.

Even though Du Jingmo had made sufficient psychological preparations before coming in, his heart throbbed at this moment, followed by a throbbing pain.

She stepped forward and stroked her hair gently. The moment her finger dropped, Zhao Qingdai suddenly struggled.

She kept calling out to her sister, and her hands were unable to grasp forward, as if trying to grab some life-saving straw.

Du Jingmo was afraid that she would run the needle, so he quickly took her hand and kept comforting: "I'm here, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

"Sister." Zhao Qingdai gradually calmed down, she never opened her eyes, her lips trembled several times.

Only then did Du Jingmo clearly hear what she had been wanting to say in the ambulance, but she never made it clear.

She said that her voice was trembling, and she cried cautiously: "Don't hate me..."

"What nonsense you said, why would I hate you?" Du Jingmo was distressed and angry, tears welling up again.

The doctor gave her plenty of time before she came forward and injected a tranquilizer. The effect of the drug took off very quickly, and Zhao Qingdai fell into a drowsy sleep not long after, and the strength in his hands was relieved, and he could no longer catch Du Jingmo.

"How long will she sleep like this?" Du Jingmo asked.

Doctor: "The effect of the medicine is about four to six hours."

Du Jingmo nodded and said thank you. She went to the door of the ward to make a call. First, she called a few more bodyguards from the Du family to guard the door of the ward. She was afraid that these men could only play a security role and could not take good care of Zhao. Qingdai, contact the nanny aunt who has been on vacation to take care of her.

She stood at the door of the ward, looking at Zhao Qingdai who was covered in mess from a distance, her fingers curled up into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands burst out.

"Have a good rest, I'll be back soon."

She left the hospital in a hurry and stopped a car to go back to Du's house.

At the back door, Du Zhong had already discovered that there was another Zhao Yong at home. He made several calls to his sister in a row but was not connected, so he stayed here to block people.

"What the hell..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Du Jingmo raising his hand: "Don't ask brother, I'm in a mess right now. I'm very angry, I have to calm down before I can explain it to you."

As she spoke, she walked into the utility room without looking back.

Zhao Yong's hands and feet were controlled, and his mouth was stuck with tape. He lost the ferocity he used to face Zhao Qingdai, and his huge body shrunk into a ball. After seeing Du Jingmo, his eyes lit up and he was about to flutter.

The two bodyguards beside him kicked his knees, causing him to kneel on the ground with a plop.

Du Jingmo's face was calm and his eyes were fierce: "Hit me."

It's not enough to hit with bare hands, get on a stick. Zhao Yong's mouth was blocked, and he could only let out a whimpering whimper. He curled up to protect his head and face as much as possible, and used his back to resist the stormy attack.

"Tear off the tape." Du Jingmo leaned his arms against the cabinet, raised his chin slightly, and looked down at Zhao Yong, "If you can hold back and don't shout, I'll let you go, as long as you make the slightest sound , I'll knock out your teeth one by one."

Her face was calm and her voice was flat, but what she said abruptly made Zhao Yong break into a cold sweat.

Immediately afterwards, his face hurt and the tape was torn off. He was about to seize the space to explain a few words to himself, when someone hit his spine twice with a stick. on the ground.

"A worthless thing." Du Jingmo sneered, not wanting to continue wasting time on him, "Crack his teeth."

She was about to leave after her orders. Zhao Yong knew she was telling the truth, and was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "Miss Du, listen to my explanation, I'm all for you!"

Du Jingmo was immediately **** off.

Seeing her footsteps stopped, Zhao Yong thought she had a door, and said whatever came to her mind: "I originally just wanted money, but I didn't expect to find out that Zhao Qingdai is a pervert!"

"She has two baby-like boxes filled with pictures of you! She's been taking pictures of you! I can't do anything to her because I saw those pictures!"

Du Jingmo slowly turned around.

She approached Zhao Yong, her eyes were as cold as ice: "You are for me? Then don't I want to thank you?"

Zhao Yong: "As long as Miss Du can let me go, then I will... ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Du Jingmo grabbed the baton from the bodyguard's hand and hit him **** the head!

Thinking of Zhao Qingdai's face that was almost invisible, she hit him with stick after stick, and the warehouse was full of beatings and screams.

The bodyguards would still hold back when they started. The more anger and hatred in her heart, the more she screamed, until the stick fell out of force, and then stopped.

At this time, Zhao Yong was already paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog. The ground was covered in his blood. His body was convulsing uncontrollably, and his nose and mouth were full of blood.

"Pervert?" She stood firm on the corner of the cabinet and kicked him on the shoulder, "What kind of thing are you, you are worthy of talking about her?"

Zhao Yong had already been hit with a muscle reaction, and this kick was not heavy, but he still screamed.

Du Zhong originally wanted to give his sister enough room to deal with it, but after hearing the tragic movement, he couldn't hold back and pushed the door in.

"Okay, Xiaomo, it's enough to let out your anger." He pulled his sister back two steps, avoiding Zhao Yong's blood that covered half of the ground.

He frowned and asked, "What do you want to do with it?"

Du Jingmo closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing. She knew that she was in a wrong state now, she clenched her back molars tightly, her forehead beating slightly and violently.

"I want to kill him," she said.

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