Chapter 1059 Maupassant Is Injured

She got out of bed too quickly, and the injuries on the soles of her feet were not fully healed. The pain in the soles of her feet made her legs cramp, and she leaned forward and was about to fall.

With his sharp eyesight and quick hands, Maupassant jumped up from his chair, rushed forward, and hugged Huang Ling steadily without hitting Xu Jing.

His breath suddenly spread on her nose, and her heart palpitated.

Huang Ling looked closely at his blood-stained sleeves, and her hands grabbed his arms, making her palms sticky.

My heart, which had just palpitated, suddenly felt suffocated and painful.

She lowered her head and looked at Maupassant's wound nervously: "What's going on? Why are you injured?"

Song Wuyou, Xu Jing, and Sister Song also looked at Maupassant anxiously. When Maupassant held Huang Ling, he moved too much and hurt the wound.

He frowned and looked at Huang Ling with tolerant and doting eyes: "I was attacked in the parking lot."

When Huang Ling heard this, her expression changed drastically: "Is it Mu Gu?"

Song Wuyou frowned slightly when he heard this.

Maupassant smiled softly: "I don't know who the other party is."

"There was a lot of blood..." Huang Ling looked at Maupassant's wound distressedly.

"It's okay." Maupassant looked at Song Wuyou: "Did you call the nurse?"

Song Wuyou nodded, and she rang the nurse bell when he rushed over to hug Huang Ling.

"You've lost so much blood, how can you be okay?" Huang Ling frowned, looking distressed, wishing that this wound was on her body.

"Sit down." Maupassant put Huang Ling down, "My hands are injured, you still want me to hug you?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Ling quickly sat back on the bed, raised her head, and looked at Maupassant's arm distressedly.

Seeing her like this, Maupassant couldn't help laughing and touched her head, "Brother Ling, I'm fine, the bullet grazed the skin."

"Is the bullet inside?" Huang Ling asked worriedly.

"No."

After everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the nurse came and treated Maupassant's wound.

Maupassant was injured, and Huang Ling was not in the mood to eat millet porridge.

She asked Xu Jing to cook a bowl of noodles for her.

Huang Ling blamed herself: "It's all because of my nerves. I have to eat millet porridge, otherwise you wouldn't be hurt."

Maupassant heard this and smiled lowly: "Silly girl, it has nothing to do with you. If the other party wants to attack me, they will do it sooner or later."

Huang Ling was very worried about his safety. She looked at Maupassant anxiously: "Brother Mo, could it be Mu Gu? He doesn't want you to investigate the Nanjiang Bridge, so he wants to kill you?"

"Don't make random guesses. It may not be Mu Gu, it could be someone else."

"Someone else? Who could it be? Li Chongjin?"

"Silly girl." Maupassant tapped Huang Ling on the forehead: "I will find out who the other party is. Don't think too much."

Huang Ling pouted: "Can I not think about it?"

"Do you regret meeting me?" Maupassant held Huang Ling's face and stared at her with a smile.

The two looked at each other with deep affection and tenderness.

Song Wuyou winked at Xu Jing and Sister Song, and then quietly left the ward.

Walking out of the ward, Xu Jing said with envy: "Maurpassant is so kind to Huang Ling. Just by looking at Maupassant's eyes, you can tell how important Huang Ling is to him."

Song Wuyou was very pleased that Maupassant was kind to Huang Ling.

only……

From the moment he came out, Song Wuyou looked thoughtful.

When Maupassant was attacked, it must have been Mugu.

He was warning Maupassant not to investigate the Nanjiang Bridge!