After nightfall, a luxury sedan parked in Jincheng X District.

Yao Rong turned around, looked at Zhuo Song's closed eyes and recuperated, she stopped and said to him, "I'll go to the hospital, I'll register you." ”

Zhuo reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Don't go to the hospital, you help me go to the pharmacy to buy disinfectants, daggers. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice.

Yao Rong listened, she looked at his injury, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

She went to the pharmacy and bought medicine, but she didn't see Zhuo Song, turned her head to find someone, but found that he had gone around to the back seat, took off his shirt, and the blood had clotted where he was shot in the arm.

"Give. She opened the door and slipped into the back seat.

There was not much space in the back seat, and she reached out to help, only to see Zhuo Song take the dagger, cut it towards his wound, poke the tip of the knife in, and dig out the bullet in a second.

"Ah, you don't want to die?" Yao Rong looked at it and was startled.

Blood splattered on her hands, and she watched as his wound dripped blood, and frantically took the medicine.

I saw Zhuo Yu stretching out his hand, cleaning the wound, pouring the medicine on the wound, the movements were skillful and fast, and all the movements were completed with one hand.

"Minor injury, can't die. Zhuo Song said.

Seeing this, Yao Rong reached out to help him bandage it.

The car was so quiet that you could breathe in each other's breath.

"You can't be a fugitive, right?" Yao Rong's palms were full of sweat, staring at Zhuo Song's wounds, and asked hesitantly.

Don't all injuries go to the hospital? Why do you have to deal with them yourself? Is he a wanted criminal?

"Huh. Zhuo Song smiled deeply, leaned forward, and stared at her condescendingly.

Yao Rong was approached by him, she subconsciously retreated, leaning against the car window, only to see him stretch out his hand to consolidate her in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "For example, strong = rapist?"

"Haha. Yao Rong laughed awkwardly.

Hearing him say that strong = rapist, thinking of the car, there were only him and her, Yao Rong couldn't help but get nervous.

Zhuo Song reached out and pinched her little face: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in children." ”

"Who is the child?" Yao Rong listened, and she subconsciously straightened her chest.

The woman's soft chest was against his strong chest, Zhuo Song's body stiffened, he sat up straight, reached out to put the bullet in his pocket, pushed the car door and got out of the car.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yao Rong saw this, and she chased after her.

Zhuo Song turned around and glanced at Yao Rong: "The car is for you, hurry home." ”

"Three watches in the middle of the night, it's better for a girl not to be with a man, it's dangerous. He said in a deep voice, and took two steps with his feet raised.

Feeling dizzy coming over him, Zhuo Song's body shook a few times and fell heavily to the ground.

With a "bang", he fell to the ground, and when Yao Rong saw this, he trotted forward and dragged him up.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Wake up. She patted Zhuo Song's face, but saw that he was motionless, and Yao Rong used all his strength to drag him into the car.

She panted and leaned to the side, looking at the dark night.

"Can't you go to the hospital?" Yao Rong whispered, looking at Zhuo Song's figure lying in the back seat, she thought about it, and drove towards her apartment.

It took a lot of effort to carry him to the elevator and get him home.

Zhuo Song lay on her soft bed, Yao Rong stood on the side of the bed, looking at his eyes closed, his outline was clear but blurred, she reached out and touched his face.

"When did I see you?" she whispered.

Vaguely felt his silhouette, like she had seen when she was unconscious, but where it was, she couldn't remember for a moment.

She went to fetch a basin of water, washed his face and wiped his body.

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