He lost control after drinking and ended up marrying a powerful female CEO.

Chapter 109 It depends on how big the needle is!

"An'an! What's wrong? Where's your mother?" Qin Huai asked hurriedly.

Ye An'an did not respond, and after a burst of static, the call was disconnected.

"Your intuition was right!"

Qin Huai shouted in a deep voice, "Hurry!"

boom!

As Wei Shengnan floored the accelerator, the armored vehicle accelerated suddenly and sped toward the Phoenix Lake villa area.

Within two minutes, the armored truck had arrived at the gate of the Phoenix Lake villa area.

The door was closed.

Including Wei Shengnan, the group of thirteen people were all highly skilled and easily scaled over the gate.

Qin Huai glanced at the guard room with its door wide open.

The two security guards lay motionless on the ground.

Judging from the slight rise and fall of his chest, he is still alive.

Qin Huai felt that being a security guard here wasn't a good thing.

This is the second time it's been overturned; it's certainly had a lot of bad luck.

"You stay."

Qin Huai pointed to the security guard on the ground and said to Wei Shengnan.

Wei Shengnan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

A security guard's life matters too.

She can't ignore it.

Immediately, Wei Shengnan took out her phone to call for backup.

Qin Huai and the Dark Night Squad rushed towards Villa No. 18 without stopping.

When they arrived, they saw that many people were lying in pools of blood on the grass outside the villa.

All of them are fatal with one blow.

There were still sounds of fighting inside the villa.

The sound of glass and porcelain shattering was constant.

"Disperse!"

At Qin Huai's command, the entire Dark Night Squad dispersed and surrounded the villa.

The living room was a complete mess.

There were also several corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.

They were all Ye Jingya's bodyguards.

When Qin Huai and Lei Huo rushed into the hall, they saw Ye Jingya's bodyguard, A Ling, leaning against the wall with a triangular military dagger piercing his shoulder.

Even so, she still reached out to grab Lie Dao, who was trying to enter the communal bathroom on the first floor.

He twisted the blade with his backhand.

A snapping sound rang out, and Ah Ling groaned as her arm fell limply to her side.

Just as Lie Dao was about to kick the bathroom door, he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him.

He dodged aside, and an expensive porcelain vase smashed against the door, shattering into pieces with a crash.

"die!"

Lei Huo had already charged forward, his iron fists fierce.

Lie Dao's face was grim. He swung his military dagger to force Lei Huo back and then slipped away to the second floor.

Lei Huo took off after him.

Qin Huai ignored Lie Dao.

Lie Dao was already seriously injured, and the Dark Night Squad had already surrounded the villa. This time, he had no chance of escape.

"Are you alright?" Qin Huai walked up to A Ling and asked in a deep voice.

"No... Go see Sister Ye quickly..." Ah Ling visibly breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of anxiety appearing on her usually cold face.

"I'll go. Don't move around too much, or you'll bleed less."

Qin Huai turned the doorknob.

The moment he opened the door, a mirror was smashed at him.

Qin Huai reached out and caught it.

Ye An'an had her hair disheveled, wore a pink nightgown, and was barefoot.

With her tender hands gripping a fruit knife, she rushed forward screaming with her eyes closed, only to be pinned to the forehead by Qin Huai.

She screamed and threw punches and kicked.

With his small arms and short legs, he couldn't reach it at all, which looked quite comical.

"Okay, An'an, it's me."

Qin Huai spoke softly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

It is truly remarkable that a little girl who is not yet six years old not only does not cry when she encounters danger, but also has the courage to fight back.

Hearing Qin Huai's voice, Ye An'an suddenly opened her eyes. Upon seeing Qin Huai, she dropped the fruit knife in her hand, pouted, and cried out with tears in her eyes, "Dad! I knew you would come to save me and Mom!"

"Just call me brother."

Qin Huai couldn't stand it.

It's not bad to have such a cute daughter for free, but I should at least do something with her, otherwise I'll still feel like I'm losing out.

"Dad, please save Mom! She's bleeding so much!"

Ye An'an held Qin Huai's hand, her little face full of anxiety.

"don’t worry."

Qin Huai offered a word of comfort before turning to Ye Jingya.

Ye Jingya's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and she had fallen into a coma.

His chest was stained red with blood.

Qin Huai placed his hand on Ye Jingya's neck to feel her pulse, then pulled up the cloth that was soaked with blood.

lol...

The skirt was already thin, and Qin Huai didn't use much force to tear a large hole in it.

The Sufeng Peak is majestic and magnificent, standing proudly.

The wound was bloody.

The contrast between the fair skin and the scarlet blood created an eerie beauty.

It resembles a poignant oil painting.

This wound overlaps with the hideous scar that once marked her heart.

The difference is that the hideous scar was a long strip, while the current wound is a penetrating wound, triangular in shape, clearly caused by a military dagger.

Based on Qin Huai's experience, the wound wasn't too deep.

However, because of the grooves on the bayonet, it is difficult to stop the bleeding.

If the blood continues to flow, Ye Jingya will go into shock and die.

"Mom... will Mom die?" Tears rolled down Ye An'an's big eyes like pearls.

She remained strong until Qin Huai arrived.

Qin Huai arrived, looking exceptionally delicate.

"will not."

Qin Huai wiped away An'an's tears and asked, "An'an, do you know where the first-aid kit is at home?"

"I don't know," Ye An'an shook her head.

Qin Huai said helplessly, "Then we can only let Mom suffer a little."

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed slightly on the area near Ye Jingya's wound.

More blood was flowing.

"Well……"

Ye Jingya trembled in pain, her eyelids struggled for a moment, and then she opened them slightly.

After a moment of confusion, she saw Qin Huai's handsome face clearly.

"Qin...Qinhuai..."

"Where is the first aid kit?" Qin Huai asked directly.

Ye Jingya said weakly, "In my room... the second drawer under the wardrobe..."

Why put a first-aid kit in the room?

Qin Huai didn't understand, but he didn't delay. He rushed out of the bathroom to Ye Jingya's room, opened the wardrobe, and pulled out the second drawer.

The first aid kit is indeed here.

Qin Huai opened the first-aid kit and looked inside; the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Several boyfriends were lying inside.

The styles and models are all different.

So this first aid kit is truly for emergencies.

Qin Huai ignored Ye Jingya's boyfriends, flipped through them, and his eyes lit up.

Inside a sealed little box, two syringes filled with blue liquid lay quietly.

This is an emergency hemostatic agent, and it is very expensive.

Don't ask about the specific price; just ask about the life of an ox or a horse.

Qin Huai returned with the medicine, passed by A Ling outside the door, checked on her condition, and said, "Hold on a little longer."

“Okay…” Ah Ling nodded.

Qin Huai then went into the bathroom and gave Ye Jingya an injection.

Ye Jingya's delicate body trembled slightly.

"Such a thin needle will hurt? What would happen if we used a larger needle?" Qin Huai asked.

Ye Jingya blushed upon hearing this.

I'd really like to ask Qin Huai what the so-called "big needle" is before deciding whether it will hurt or feel good.

However, considering that her daughter was still beside her, she said modestly, "I'm just afraid of needles."

I've used emergency hemostatic agents before, and not long ago Lei Huo also used them on the members of Shanzi's Dark Night Squad.

You really do get what you pay for.

Less than a minute after the injection, the bleeding stopped.

Qin Huai held the medicine powder, applying it as he spoke, saying, "As long as the large needle doesn't make you dizzy."

Ye Jingya was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing. She gasped for breath, her pale lips curving slightly upward: "That depends on the size of the needle. If it's too big, she'll faint."

"You've seen them before, but you have quite a few types of needles in your first aid kit. Which one do you like best?"

"I...I like your style..."

"We haven't fought yet."

"Then call me when I'm better..."

Ye Jingya's face, which had been deathly pale due to excessive blood loss, suddenly turned bright red.

Even the pain from the wound has subsided considerably.

Ye An'an looked at Ye Jingya, then at Qin Huai, her eyes clear yet bewildered.

She felt that the two of them were taking advantage of her young age and inability to understand.

From that day on, Ye An'an became very curious about her mother's first aid kit.