Chapter Twenty-Three: Demons

An Qiyue stood in place for a while, and walked towards the long, somewhat dark alley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the night was silent, and the people around had already turned off the lights and fallen asleep, as if the whole world had lost their traces, and the surroundings were indescribably quiet.

An Qiyue glanced around and suddenly felt a little lonely.

Her relatives have passed away one after another, and her only remaining brother is in dire straits, and she wants to tell him immediately that she is not dead, but still alive. also wants to pull him to quit drugs as soon as possible, no matter how hard it is, she will insist on letting him quit.

But not now, I can only endure it alive, because the time has not yet come.

An Qiyue sniffed and quickened her pace.

Suddenly, An Qiyue said "ouch", the soles of her feet were tripped up, and she finally stood firmly, but she heard a muffled snort, she looked down, and vaguely seemed to see a black figure lying on the ground.

An Qiyue chuckled in his heart, and wanted to turn around and leave, but when he took a step, his right foot was grabbed by a pair of hands.

"Help me......" came a low voice.

An Qiyue scolded secretly, she was really afraid of something, she clearly smelled a strong smell of blood, this person must have been injured, and she didn't know whether she was robbed or hunted down, in short, it was like stepping on dog shit in the middle of the night, and it was definitely nothing good.

"You wait, I'll call an ambulance. An Qiyue took out his mobile phone, but found that the mobile phone didn't light up no matter how he pressed it.

"Won't there be no power, right?" An Qiyue muttered quietly, glancing around, only to find that there wasn't even a commissary or anything.

"Water, Water ......"

An Qiyue was helpless, she looked down, only to see that under the faint light, it could be vaguely seen that this person was an adult man, with some long hair, which had blocked his eyes, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the high nose bridge was matched with a sharpened chin, and although he was lying on the ground, his legs were straight and slender, An Qiyue visually estimated that this should be a handsome guy who looks very good and should be more than one meter eight tall.

"Hey, what's your name, where do you live?"

......

Got no response for half a day.

An Qiyue felt a little stupid, this person was obviously unconscious, and the words that came out of his mouth were obviously just unconscious moans.

What should I do? Should we die now, or should we act bravely?

Ann July was very entangled.

Never mind.

After thinking about it for a few seconds.

An Qiyue bent down and helped the person up, although she was more inclined to find someone to borrow a phone to call an ambulance, but this person is not a problem lying here, what if a car suddenly turns in? This place is dark, don't be crushed to death by then, then your own sin will be great.

With all her strength, An July finally staggered to the security guard at the entrance of the community, but she shouted several times and no one answered, she looked into the security booth, but saw the uncle guarding the door tightly holding the door and lying on the chaise longue, sleeping with a thick quilt.

An Qiyue shook his head, he could only accept his fate, and carried the people back to his home half-dragged and half-carried.

Pick out the key, open the door, close the door.

An Qiyue finally threw the man he dragged back on the sofa.

A muffled snort came, and An Qiyue thought that this person should be injured, so he hurriedly turned on the light in the living room.

On the sofa, the man was lying face down, looking from behind, An Qiyue didn't see the injury, An Qiyue carefully turned the person over.

"Damn!" An Qiyue couldn't help but burst into foul language, this person looks a little too wicked, right?

I saw that the long hair that originally covered my eyes was scattered on both sides, revealing a handsome face with clear features like a carving. Under the black and dense hair is a pair of sword eyebrows, although the narrow eyes are closed at this time, the pair of eyelashes are as long and dense as a fan, so that An Qiyue can't help but move his fingers, and he wants to touch them. Looking down further, the pale lips pursed slightly, and the whole face looked with a hint of indescribable melancholy.

This is simply a collector's edition of a demonic handsome guy!

"Water ......" The handsome demon's lips moved, and he unconsciously moaned again.

"Oh, what a misguided beauty. An Qiyue patted her head, and then remembered that she actually wanted to check the person's injuries just now, but she didn't expect that just her face would make her almost fall under his suit pants.

"It looks like it hurts my stomach. An Qiyue peeled off the man's clothes, and found that the shirt on his abdomen had been stained red with blood, and when he looked closely, a hole on the shirt was obviously stabbed by a dagger or something, and the wound was bleeding out at this time. An Qiyue looked at himself consciously, and sure enough, he saw that he had already been stained with blood, thinking that he had it when he helped this person up just now.

An Qiyue didn't care about the blood stains on her body, she remembered that there seemed to be a medical box at home, so she hurriedly found it, checked it again, and found that there were commonly used things such as disinfectant and bandages in the small box, so she was ready to stop the bleeding for this person first.

It is said that there are only eight bowls of blood on the person's body, according to the speed of this person's bleeding, I am afraid that it will not be long before the blood on the body will drain up, not to mention the handsome guy, the person may become a dry corpse, and if this person dies in his own home for no reason, even if his mouth is full of fear at that time, he will not be able to tell.

Carefully cut open the shirt on this person's body, and then covered the wound with a piece of clean gauze, An Qiyue cleaned the wound, and disinfected it with disinfectant again, then changed the gauze again and bandaged his wound.

It's just that An Qiyue was a little embarrassed when bandaging the wound, the other party was lying unconscious on the sofa, and if she wanted to bandage his wound, she had to wrap gauze around his abdomen a few times, but the other party was unconscious and couldn't cooperate with her at all, what should I do?

An Qiyue tilted her head and thought about it, so she could only slowly help the man up and let him rest his head on her shoulder, while she passed her hands under the man's armpit from behind, quickly bandaged the wound, and at the end, she made a big bow on the man's abdomen mischievously.

Helping the man to lie down on the sofa again, An Qiyue touched his red and hot cheeks, and secretly spit on himself that it was really useless.

"It's not that you haven't seen a handsome guy, what are you nervous about?" An Qiyue muttered a few words to herself, seeing that the man in a coma was bare-chested at this time, and he hadn't changed his shirt after he cut it just now.

"Looks like I'm working so hard. An Qiyue took off the man's coat, found the scissors just now, completely cut off the shirt of the person in front of him, hesitated again, simply didn't do anything, took off the man's blood-soaked pants, closed his eyes and wiped him a few times, and found a new quilt to cover him.

After doing all this, An Qiyue collapsed on the ground panting.

It seems that this is really a tiring physical work.