"Ilsignorouyang." Albert walked over, a bloody bullet spread out in his hand.

Obviously, this was just taken out of Qin Jianghao's body.

Mr. Ouyang squinted, his gaze was a little cruel and scary, and said coldly to Albert: "DiandAreaControllare." (Check it out.) ）””

Albert nodded, and then walked away with a heavy face.

I turned my head and looked behind me, the operation seemed to be over, and the doctor was giving Qin Jianghao a blood transfusion.

Mr. Ouyang suddenly said: "This shot, he blocked it for me." ”

I didn't speak, wiped a handful of tears, and continued to stare at Qin Jianghao's closed eyes quietly, deliberately and skillfully avoiding the position wrapped in thick gauze.

After everything was done, the doctor reported to Mr. Ouyang, who nodded, then turned back to me and said, "Help me take good care of him, call me if you have anything or need." ”

Another man, who was supposed to be his assistant or bodyguard, walked over and handed me a business card. I took it and looked at it, then said

"I'll take good care of him. ”

He is my husband, how could I not take good care of him?

Mr. Ouyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "It turns out that I can speak." ”

"...... "It turns out that someone really thinks I'm dumb."

After Mr. Ouyang and they left, I put my business card under the landline, Qin Jianghao is my only reliance here, and now that I am injured, if I really have any needs, I can really only find Mr. Ouyang and them.

Looking back, looking at him who was still with his eyes closed, I went upstairs to find a blanket for him to cover his body, looking at a few blood stains on the sofa, my brows couldn't help frowning, I didn't like him lying in such an environment very much, but I couldn't move him, there was no way.

I took a broom and a mop to clean up all the blood stains in the living room, and then ran to the kitchen to boil some red date porridge, wanting to give him a drink when he woke up.

While it was time to boil porridge, I boiled a basin of hot water, then took a towel to the living room, wiped the blood on his body, and washed his face by the way.

Qin Jianghao woke up in the early hours of the morning, when I was shivering and huddled in the corner of the sofa to keep vigil for him, he woke up and saw it, so he frowned and scolded me, "Are you a pig scolding?"

I crawled out of the corner and looked at him in surprise, "You're finally awake?" I looked at the clock on the wall, and frowned, "It's still early! ”

After speaking, I felt very conflicted, hoping that he would wake up earlier, and that he would sleep more.

"Come here. He looked at me and commanded.

This person, no matter when and where, how embarrassed he is, but the arrogance and domineering in his bones are the same.

I put on my slippers and walked over, and he said, "Help me up." ”

"No, your wound hasn't been stitched for long, so it's best not to move yet. ”

"You can do whatever you want, why so much nonsense?"

"Don't be too willful, you're badly hurt.

”

"Don't change the subject, hurry. ”

I didn't help him, he struggled to get up, and it hurt to look at me like that, after all, I was afraid that he would move the wound, so I had to compromise and help him.

Helped him to the bed in the bedroom, and then asked him if he wanted something to eat, he said he was not hungry, wanted to sleep a little longer, and asked me to sleep with him.

I looked at him, a smile gradually appeared in my eyes, and my heart warmed again.

The reason why he insisted on going back to the bedroom to sleep was because he saw me on the couch and kept vigil for him before, so he felt sorry for me?

Whether it's my self-inflicted sentimentality or not, but every time I find his tenderness, I can't help but be happy. Like a person who likes to be addicted to poisoning, after an occasional dip, it is a happy mood.

I shook my head and said, "No, I'll watch over you when you sleep." ”

"Come up. ”

"Don't, I don't sleep honestly, I may touch your wounds. ”

He raised an eyebrow and said, "You also know that you don't sleep honestly?"

"Uh...... "I've been single for more than 20 years, and I'm used to sleeping in a single bed by myself, so of course I'm used to rolling around. This problem cannot be fixed overnight.

"Hurry up. ”

...... "Okay, Uncle Qin's orders are more persistent than anyone else's, and I can't consume him even if I spend it with him, so I have to climb up obediently, in order not to touch him, I deliberately slept away from him."

But when he fell asleep, he couldn't help but roll over and hug his arm, lean his head on his arm, and asked cautiously, "Qin Jianghao, have you fallen asleep?"

"Nope. ”

I was silent for a while and then asked, "Well, what the hell are you helping them do? Why are they carrying guns and you are still ......wounded by gunshot wounds?" I really don't want to guess and associate him with those bad social things, but I can't communicate with other people, so I can only ask him.

He reached out and stroked my face, and said lightly, "Don't worry. ”

"That'...... Is it illegal?"

"Even if it's illegal, no one dares to arrest me. ”

The strength of my arms tightened subconsciously, and he was silent for two seconds before saying, "It's not illegal to lie to you." ”

"Really, you didn't lie to me, didn't you comfort me?" I was a little unconvinced.

"It's not killing and looting. ”

"Legitimate business?"

"Hmm. ”

"Didn't lie to me?

"You're talking too much, sleep. ”

"You're not fooling me, are you?"

"Sleep. ”

"I actually boiled red bean porridge for you. ”

"I'll talk about it when I wake up. ”

"...... are you really that sleepy?

Although Mr. Ouyang is very serious when talking about serious things, he is a very kind person in private, after all, he is a father who has become a father, he has twin daughters, both are in high school, and his wife is said to be a violinist. And he himself, it is said that he is a businessman.

Turin is not only one of the three major cities in Italy, but also one of the major industrial centers. The largest automobile production base in Europe is the Motor City in Italy. Therefore, Mr. Ouyang is mainly engaged in the production of industrial manufacturing and automobile manufacturing products, and sells a type of business.

There are several manufacturing plants under his command.

From an outsider, there's nothing wrong with that, but I don't think he's just that simple.

But Qin Jianghao didn't want me to let me know, and I couldn't check it, so I could only paint and cook my own food every day.

Luckily, my first comic work was not too bad, and after updating more than 30 words, I had a lot of fans, watching their messages every day, and occasionally interacting with them on Weibo, which was one of the pleasures when I was bored and bored at home.

Occasionally, during the holidays, Mr. Ouyang would let his children come and play with me, because they could speak Chinese, so even though they were children, they were my only friends in this foreign country.

They would play games with me, watch TV with me, and take me out shopping and treat me to delicious Italian gelato and some special snacks.

I knew that Mr. Ouyang specially asked them to accompany me, because Qin Jianghao was even busier after his injury.

I can see Mr. Ouyang and his children often, and I often see Albert, but I rarely see Qin Jianghao.

I started to learn some common Italian words on the Internet, and sometimes I asked Mr. Ouyang's children to teach me, although I may not be able to communicate with the people here normally, but I think at least every time Mr. Ouyang and Qin Jianghao discuss things, I can understand a few words, and know what they are talking about. Since I don't speak Italian, they don't shy away from me.

Qin Jianghao goes home less and less, and occasionally goes back to sleep when he turns his head down, I know that he is not too ambitious, but he is too eager to be strong and bring down the enemy, but I still occasionally complain to him, I don't take good care of myself, and I have lost weight.

The latest time he came home, he went on a business trip, he didn't come back for a whole month, he only called me a few times, and although he sometimes asked me to turn on the video, he only had time to look at each other, and he was in trouble.

I began to hate this place in Italy, and I was always afraid that it would turn Qin Jianghao into a person I didn't know or like.

I also hate it for making me restrictive and meaningless because of the language barrier.

Every day, whether it is spent in fear, or missing, or just boring in a daze, it is a waste to not do anything meaningful, so time flies by, and when you look back, you find that the year has passed.

My comics suddenly became popular unconsciously, and then I suddenly became popular, and I was so excited that I wanted to share it with my closest people, but the phone call came, but no one answered.

I can't remember how many times this is, and it's the same during the Mid-Autumn Festival? It's Chung Yeung Festival, Christmas Eve, Christmas, Chinese New Year's Eve or New Year's Day......

Weakly put down the phone, comforting himself in his heart, he was just too busy, maybe he was in a meeting, he didn't bring his phone, or maybe his phone was on mute and didn't notice.

I went on QQ and told Yuan Fang, showing off that I am also a comic book author with a considerable income, she is happy for me, all kinds of praise me, and said that she wants me to sign for her and so on.

But why am I not happy at all after showing off, I always feel that something is missing.

was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help crying, "Fangfang, I miss you so much." ”

I don't have friends of the same age in this place, and Mr. Ouyang's children can only come once in a while, but Qin Jianghao, the only one I rely on, is that it is rare to see each other once a month.

I eat alone every day, and I can only rely on my mobile phone to translate the address to the driver when I go out to buy things and take the car. Sometimes there is always no way to express to others what they want to buy, when the mobile phone interpreter encounters the mobile phone down, he can't buy anything, and it has become a big problem to go back, no matter how much money he has, he can't take the car back, and he borrows a mobile phone from others because I am not an Italian, so I can only find a public phone everywhere to call Mr. Ouyang, and trouble others to pick me up.

Second, I don't know if I can get out of it, you go to sleep first.