Chapter Ninety-Three: The Routine Wins People's Hearts

Xiao Junchen turned around and stared at Chen Kexin gloomily, "Drag her down for me." ”

"Yes!"

Chen Kexin was taken down by the bodyguards, and the noisy insults quieted down, only the faint sound of gunfire rang out.

Fang Zhiyu came back to her senses, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she exhaled two deep breaths of turbid breath before calming down a little.

"Did Vivien call you?"

The latter's frozen expression cracked, bowed slightly, and bent down to pick up Fang Zhiyu, who had weak legs.

The sudden take-off made Fang Zhiyu exclaim uneasily, and subconsciously reached out to hug Xiao Junchen's neck.

"Get out first. ”

was carried out of the room by Xiao Junchen, only to find out that this was an abandoned warehouse, and this room should be the former storage room.

It was extremely chaotic outside, Xiao Junchen's people and the thugs were in a mess at night, and from time to time gunshots rang out, and there were dragged blood marks on the ground.

"Mr. Xiao, half of the people have been cleaned up. The bodyguards escorted the two and walked outside.

Xiao Junchen didn't say anything, the hand holding Fang Zhiyu tightened a little, and pressed her into his arms.

"Are you afraid?" his voice was hoarse, and his chest vibrated slightly, making Fang Zhiyu's ears against his chest numb.

"Don't be afraid. Fang Zhiyu's hands were still shaking.

Before she could relax, a gunshot suddenly rang out more than a hundred meters in front of her.

The thing in front of her suddenly turned in a different direction, and Fang Zhiyu could clearly hear the muffled grunt coming from above her head.

"Mr. Xiao. The bodyguard gave him a nervous look, and decisively raised his hand to send the bullet into the thug's body.

"Xiao Junchen, are you injured?" Fang Zhiyu looked up at Xiao Junchen in a panic, but from her angle, she could only see his taut jaw angle.

Xiao Junchen didn't answer, his speed was two points faster, and Fang Zhiyu was safely sent to the car.

He was wearing a black suit, and in the night, Fang Zhiyu couldn't see any blood at all, and the uneasiness in her heart made her keep looking at Xiao Junchen.

"Don't look at it, I'm afraid you'll stick to me. Xiao Junchen helplessly reached out and pinched her chin and turned her face in the same direction.

The driver saw that both of them got into the car and started the car, "Mr. Xiao, are you going back to the hotel now?"

"Go to the hospital first. ”

Fang Zhiyu replied one step ahead of Xiao Junchen, and touched his back while he was not paying attention, and the moist feeling made her eyelashes tremble.

The palms that were originally white are now dyed red.

"Hurry up, he's been shot. ”

The driver's eyes lit up when he heard this, he stepped on the accelerator tightly, and rushed to the nearest hospital as fast as he could.

The short road was extremely long in Fang Zhiyu's opinion, she didn't know where Xiao Junchen was injured, and she didn't dare to move easily.

Noticing that Xiao Junchen slowly closed his dark eyes, he patted his cheek nervously and worriedly, "Xiao Junchen, don't sleep, wait until you get to the hospital." You hold on a little longer, soon. ”

The latter grabbed her hand with unmistakable accuracy, "Tired." ”

"You open your eyes and talk to me first. You don't get tired after working for a few days and nights, why are you so tired so easily now, you are still not Xiao Junchen?"

The agitation method worked, Xiao Junchen lifted his eyelids, sighed helplessly, his lips slowly faded, and the whole person looked extremely haggard and weak.

Noticing the blood stains on Fang Zhiyu's palms, he wiped them with his fingers little by little, "It's dirty." ”

Fang Zhiyu endured the sour nose, tears swirling in her eyes, "It's not you who is dirty, cheer me up." ”

The hospital received a call from the driver, and there was a stretcher waiting at the door early, and at the moment when the black Bentley stopped, the medical staff quickly helped Xiao Junchen get out of the car.

Fang Zhiyu quickly followed the nurse and ran towards the emergency room of the hospital.

It wasn't until the door of the emergency room closed that she leaned against the wall in a decadent manner, reaching out to cover her eyebrows and eyes, so as not to let people see her vulnerable side.

Fang Zhiyu felt that a century had passed, and the door of the emergency room was opened, and the blinding red light was dimmed.

She hurried to the doctor, "Doctor, how is he? not hurt...... What's important, right?"

The doctor's eyes flickered, "The bullet grazed through the left atrium, and the injury was very serious." Tonight was the most critical night, and if he didn't wake up, he might stay unconscious. ”

Fang Zhiyu forgot to think for a while, grabbed the doctor's hand and slowly slipped down, staring at the door of the emergency room in a daze.

Suddenly, Xiao Junchen was pushed out by the nurse, and Fang Zhiyu accompanied her to the ward throughout the whole process, and her wordless appearance made the nurse look worried.

"Miss Fang, right? Call us when the infusion is over. ”

"Hmm. ”

The surroundings were quiet, and only Fang Zhiyu, who was standing beside the bedside, quietly looked at Xiao Junchen.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and there was only a faint incandescent light in the ward, reflecting Fang Zhiyu's white face.

I don't know how long it took, and the woman's suppressed sobs slowly sounded in the ward.

Fang Zhiyu lay on Xiao Junchen's hand, and muttered in a dumb voice, "Who needs you to save it?

Blurred by tears, she reached out and gently touched Xiao Junchen's cold hand, at this moment, she was finally willing to look directly at her feelings for Xiao Junchen.

"Xiao Junchen, if you can't wake up tomorrow, I'll find someone else to like. Who likes you, flirting with others all day long, and stepping on two boats. Fang Zhiyu couldn't cry, "But I just like you, I just found out about this matter, how can you do this." ”

Resting his head on Xiao Junchen's arm, hot tears dripped down the corners of her eyes.

"I didn't mean to be so indifferent to you before, but I just couldn't control myself. Knowing that you might be using me as a spare tire, I was angry, afraid that my liking was just wishful thinking. ”

Fang Zhiyu muttered a lot alone, and her voice in the ward was exceptionally clear, with her strong feelings.

In the place where she couldn't see, Xiao Junchen slowly opened her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were still tired, but her complexion was much better than before.

He slowly sat up and touched his injured shoulder, frowning in pain.

Fang Zhiyu, who was lying on her stomach, felt that the hospital bed shook, felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised her head.

At a glance, he crashed into Xiao Junchen's doting eyes, his angular facial features softened a little in the moonlight, and his expression was unconsciously distressed.

At the same time, the story and the doctor, sitting in the hallway, glanced at each other.

"Why is there no movement? Miss Fang won't be unable to think about it, right?" the nurse stood up nervously and looked inside the door.

"No, Mr. Xiao will definitely not let her get hurt. ”

"Won't we be damned for doing this? Hide from people that her boyfriend is dying, how immoral to think. ”

The doctor got up and knocked the nurse's head, hating iron and steel: "Mr. Xiao asked us to do this, naturally he has his ideas." Isn't it serious to hurt the arm? If the arm is not recovered well, it is also a third-degree disability!"