"Brother Dong, what should she do?" the lieutenant said in a angrily manner, holding the scalpel.

Xie Wendong refused to comment, but asked Ding Jie with a smile: "Ding Xiaojie, I feel better now and I am not satisfied. If I still don't feel relieved, I can smash another beer bottle."

The brothers around were surprised. Brother Dong was too hard. He knew he was doing his best for the next plan, and those who didn't know thought he was a masochist.

Ding Jie did not move or speak, which was a default.

"Okay, when they get my wounds treated, I'll take you home." Xie Wendong said.

Ding Jie was stunned for a moment and said two words coldly: "No need." After saying that, she took out her wallet and pulled out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from it and threw them on the ground, turning her head away.

As soon as she took a few steps, a voice immediately came from behind: "Dingxiaojie. It's not safe outside now. What little hunhun have we just taught a lesson? Although I have revealed my identity, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It is difficult to guarantee that those kids will not take risks and attack you. Brother Han has gone, and I don't want you to be hurt again."

Gazhi Dingjie suddenly stopped her steps and could no longer take a step. Although she was not a gangster, she had also seen many such messy things.

The more you have never seen the world, the more vulgar the methods you are, the more you can do something you are unpredictable.

Although Xie Wendong is not a good thing, he is still a gentleman. At least his eyes have never been a little bit of fireworks and obscene. Lin Zicong's actions just now really scared her. When Brother Fei was there, she would definitely not let herself suffer such grievances.

Thinking of this, Ding Jie felt sad and shed tears again.

After waiting for about a minute, Xie Wendong's wound was finally disinfected and bandaged. Xie Wendong praised: "Shuijing's craftsmanship is good, so you can go to the Wendong Group's hospital in the future to be a nurse."

"Tsk." Shui Jing rolled her eyes and said disdainfully.

Xie Wendong shrugged, walked to Ding Jie's side a few steps, nodded and said, "Ding Xiaojie, come with me, I'll take you home. As for your car, leave the key here first, and I'll send it back to you tomorrow."

Xie Wendong's words seemed to have a magical magic. Even Ding Jie herself couldn't figure out why she had to listen to Xie Wendong.

But she did that and really handed out the key.

Then, Ding Jie got into Xie Wendong's car and drove to the Jinding Building where Ding Jie lived.

It only takes ten minutes to drive from Longxin Bar to Jinding Building. But these ten minutes seem to be as long as more than ten years for Ding Jie. She kept thinking in her mind: "Why haven't you arrived yet, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Who knew if God wanted to make a joke with her? The more anxious she was, the slower the car drove, and finally stopped moving.

"There is a traffic jam, why is there a traffic jam at this point?" Jinyan, who was driving, muttered and pressed the honking on the steering wheel hard. This was not what they arranged, it was really a traffic jam.

"Wait patiently." The water mirror floated over in the co-cab.

At this time, Xie Wendong noticed that some sweat was oozing from Ding Jie's forehead. He turned his head and asked with concern: "What, where is Ding Xiaojie feeling uncomfortable?"

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Chapter completed!