Actually, Lin Xinmo and Ling Xingmo are very similar, they don't like to owe others, especially unfamiliar people.

For what they owe, they will only pay back double, and will never owe more.

This is also the reason why Lin Xinmo is so concerned about Ling Xingmo's affairs, she always feels that Ling Xingmo's injury has a lot to do with her.

She didn't want to owe him.

Lin Xinmo arrived at Ling Xingmo's house as quickly as possible.

And Lin An moved Ling Xingmo to the bedroom just before Lin Xinmo arrived.

"Miss Lin, our boss is in the bedroom, come with me. Lin An hurriedly called Lin Xinmo in.

Lin Xinmo saw that Ling Xingmo was much worse than before, and he fell asleep quietly on the bed, looking extremely fragile. His skin was whiter than usual, his eyelashes were long and dense, and his features were impeccably delicate, like a sleeping prince, and people couldn't bear to disturb him.

"Mr. Lin, can I take a look at his injuries first, after all, this is the right medicine. Lin Xinmo asked.

And Lin An hesitated for a long time, and finally thought that the current boss's situation really couldn't be taken into account so much, so he could only say "yes".

Originally, it was already a big mistake to bring Lin Xinmo here, but now he even allows Lin Xinmo to see the boss's injury, and it is estimated that he will have to be cramped by the boss at that time.

Alas, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb, but now Ling Xingmo's condition really can't be delayed any longer.

Lin An quickly took off Ling Xingmo's shirt, and Lin Xinmo was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at it directly.

But after seeing him after taking off his shirt, Lin Xinmo was stunned for a moment, there were so many dense injuries on his body.

Although Lin Xinmo has not had much contact with society, his IQ is still online. What the hell does he do, it's definitely not just the simple identity of a rich young master. Could it be related to some underworld forces? Forget it, don't think about it, what if people just love to fight! Of course, this is just an excuse that Lin Xinmo made up for himself without letting himself think blindly.

And after untying his gauze, Lin Xinmo didn't know what to say, "He is ......"

"Gunshot wounds. "Anyway, it's already come to this point, Lin An might as well make it clear directly.

This is the first time Lin Xinmo has seen a gunshot wound, for people like them who live in such a carefree small place, let alone seeing a gunshot wound, they usually don't even mention the word gun.

So Lin Xinmo's shock was not without reason.

"That's why you don't want to go to the hospital?" Lin Xinmo asked Lin An.

"Yes. I hope Miss Lin will keep it confidential for us. Lin An said.

"How dare you be sure I'll keep it a secret for you. Lin Xinmo asked rhetorically.

"You seem to be a reliable person. Otherwise, our boss won't go out with you easily. Although Lin An has a certain amount of flattery, part of it is indeed the truth, Lin Xinmo seems to be indeed reliable, although he directly ignores the fact that they have checked her.

And although Lin Xinmo didn't fully believe Lin An's words, he also believed most of them.

"He's in a coma right now, and he can't give his medicine. You go and get a wet towel first, and by the way, bring a basin of cold water and some alcohol. However, the most important thing is to solve the problem of inflammation of his wound. I'll go to Uncle Zhang's small clinic and get some infusion bottles, so I'll have to give him an infusion. Lin Xinmo first told Lin An what he could basically think of in an orderly manner.

Lin An took all the things that Lin Xinmo needed, but fortunately they had some basic supplies.

Lin Xinmo first took a towel and put it on his forehead, and then dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, starting from his face to his upper body, and scrubbed it with alcohol.

Lin An didn't expect that a woman like her, who usually doesn't know how to dress up at all, is quite decent when she takes care of people.

thinks more comprehensively, and every action is so gentle and meticulous, much more reliable than he imagined.