readx; Ye Zhixia glanced at the people on the sofa, and cautiously walked over to put the medicine box on the coffee table. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info then immediately took two more steps back, keeping a relatively safe distance from him.

The man's cold eyes swept over her, and he placed the pistol on the coffee table and took off his blazer. At this time, Ye Zhixia saw clearly that the smoky gray shirt he was wearing had already been stained with dark red blood. The soaked shirt was already connected to the wound, he unbuttoned a few buttons, took out the scissors from the medical kit, cut the shirt on his left arm, and peeled the shirt from the wound with a little force.

His lips were getting paler and paler, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead. Closing his eyes and breathing a sigh of relief, the knife in his hand accurately and neatly slashed the muscles next to the wound, and with a muffled snort, the knife in his hand was lifted with a stand, and the bullet came out of his hand, followed by blood gushing out, but because he pressed it in the right place, it did not spurt out a large amount of blood.

From the beginning to the completion of all these things, he did not even frown, as if doing these things did not happen to him. This man's endurance and cruelty to himself are truly outrageous.

Yin Mochen threw the bullet he took out aside, turned his head and said coldly to the dumbfounded girl next to him: "Gauze." ”

"Huh? Oh! Ye Zhixia was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, hurriedly folded the gauze and handed it over, saw him wrapping it around the wound layer by layer, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, is your wound okay?" ”

"I can't die." He looked down at the blood stained all over his body, got up and walked towards her bathroom.

"Eh-" Ye Zhixia didn't know what he wanted to do, looked at his back with a somewhat unsteady pace, and shouted, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's dirty, wash it." The blood stains on his body made him extremely uncomfortable, and he had to change his dirty clothes immediately.

"But your wounds ......"

With a bang, the bathroom door was slammed shut.

Ye Zhixia stared at the closed wooden door and finished the next few words, "...... Do not get wet. ”

She shrugged her shoulders and walked back to the main house, and when she saw a black-and-white photo hanging in the corner, she remembered that she hadn't come back today to incense her father.

Walking to the old wooden cabinet, she lit three sticks of incense and bowed respectfully to the handsome man with a smile in the photo: "Daddy Ye, although the old lady's leg injury is not too serious, I am afraid that I will have to stay in the hospital for a while before I can go home!" But don't worry, I'll take care of her for you. I have three months to take the college entrance examination, don't worry, I will do well in the exam and win glory for our old Ye family! ”

Inserting the incense in the incense burner, Ye Zhixia returned to the sofa and cleaned up the pile of bloody gauze left by the masked man. She put away the hemostat and scissors, and was about to put away the medicine box on the coffee table, but her eyes accidentally touched the pistol placed next to the medicine box. The body of the gun glows with a cold metallic sheen in the dim light, this model she has seen in magazines, it is an original German pistol, and the shooting pattern is very accurate and fast.

After staring at the gun for a long time, she quietly looked up in the direction of the bathroom, and only the sound of 'banging' water came from inside. Then she turned her gaze back to the pistol, and in addition to the sound of water, she heard her own heartbeat beating like a drum. Taking a deep breath, she seemed to have made up her mind, and finally slowly reached for the gun.