Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 566 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 36

We were fighting peacefully, why are you running after my wife? Are you dissatisfied with your own slow death?

Originally, Feng Zhan wanted to kill the Ten Evil Ghosts directly, but he suddenly thought that if he was injured because of Zhou Zibai, then this opportunity would come.

Otherwise, he would have to be an old monster who has lived for so many years and knows all about the White Lotus tricks.

When the Ten Evil Ghosts' swords were about to chop Zhou Zibai, Feng Zhan rushed forward and stood in front of Zhou Zibai.

This made Zhou Zibai, who was about to roll to the side to avoid the Ten Evil Ghosts' swords, stunned.

Feng Zhan was hit on the back by a big knife, and he groaned. Then, the long sword in his hand drew a graceful but deadly arc and swept towards the ten evil ghosts.

Both of them were determined to die together, and each launched their strongest attack, dealing a heavy blow to the other.

Of course, it was the strongest attack of the Ten Evil Ghosts, and Feng Zhan's attack was very casual.

Before the ten evil ghosts died, their eyes were filled with confusion and puzzlement.

It really couldn't understand how it had the chance to hurt this big man with unfathomable strength.

At this moment, its gaze inadvertently swept across Zhou Zibai who was watching the show with great interest below, and it suddenly realized something.

Ten Evil Ghosts: If you want to show off, can you please let me go? Who have I offended?

Unfortunately, the ten evil ghosts never had the chance to continue nagging.

With a shrill scream, it, like the skinless ghost and the ghost mother, lost its soul and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The evil ghosts and demons below who were originally showing their fangs and claws were frightened to death when they saw that the powerful ghost generals were already dead.

Like frightened birds, they scrambled to flee towards the crack from which they came, and while escaping, they did not forget to cast spells to slowly close the crack.

They were afraid that if they were a step slower, Feng Zhan would chase them into the ghost world and destroy them as well.

At this time, Feng Zhan, seeing that his goal had been achieved, began to pretend to be seriously injured.

His steps were unsteady and his body was shaky. He staggered towards Zhou Zibai, his legs went soft, and he fell straight into Zhou Zibai's arms.

When the people from the Special Affairs Office rushed to the mountain, they saw Feng Zhan killing the ten evil ghosts, and he himself was injured and fell in Zhou Zibai's arms.

"Feng Zhan! Are you stupid? I can dodge it!"

Feng Zhan leaned "weakly" in Zhou Zibai's arms, pretending not to understand what he was saying.

"I didn't think too much about it. You were just injured and I was afraid that you..." He couldn't avoid these three words, and no matter how brave Feng Zhan was, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Looking at Zhou Zibai's fiery eyes, he closed his eyes silently.

Feng Zhan thought, this seems to be too big a deal, the wife I already have won’t run away, right?

"Brother Zhan, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Brother Zhan, are you okay?"

The members of a group were gathered together, chattering about all kinds of unreliable speculations and ramblings.

Their voices rose and fell one after another. It was a good thing we were on the mountain. If we were in the office, the roof would have been blown off.

The other colleagues in the Special Affairs Office were having a headache after hearing this and quickly interrupted them: "Alright, alright, stop rambling on. Go bandage him first! He's still bleeding!"

They secretly thought in their hearts that they were afraid that Feng Zhan would not be killed by ghosts, but would bleed too much because of the nagging of these idiots.

After being reminded, all members of the group shut up.

After Feng Zhan's wound was bandaged and covered with thick gauze, Zhou Zibai carefully supported him and prepared to leave the scene.

He turned to Group 1 and other colleagues from the Special Affairs Office and said, "I'll leave this to you. Clean up the scene well." After that, he hurried away with Feng Zhan.

This is no joke. The most urgent task is to deal with the follow-up of this incident.

Worried that Feng Zhan's injuries were too serious, they rushed to the hospital without stopping.

The doctor carefully examined Feng Zhan's wound and told him in a serious tone that it needed to be sutured.

As the needle and thread shuttled between the skin and flesh, Feng Zhan's brows furrowed slightly, but he endured the pain and said nothing.

Zhou Zibai stood aside, his eyes occasionally falling on Feng Zhan lying on the hospital bed.

Although he kept criticizing Feng Zhan for being too reckless, Zhou Zibai felt somewhat touched when he thought that he was injured because of him.

That feeling is warm, yet a little sour, as if something is quietly taking root in my heart.

In the end, the doctor sewed more than forty stitches before he was able to treat the wound.

Afterwards, they were told that they needed to stay in the hospital for one day for observation to ensure that there were no complications such as infection before they could be discharged.

Feng Zhan, lying on the hospital bed, could feel the pain from his wounds, but fortunately it was all within his tolerable range.

He quietly watched Zhou Zibai busying around, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Zhou Zibai was like a tireless spinning top, busy inside and outside.

He first ran to the market near the hospital and carefully selected ingredients to make soup for Feng Zhan.

After returning to the ward (a high-end ward with everything), I started to get busy in the small ward kitchen, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and making soup, doing every step meticulously.