Four-eyed staring, now is not the time to be hot at all, her hand quickly took out the wallet in his trouser pocket, stepped back, lowered her head to open the wallet, and saw that some of the cash in it had been soaked in water, but fortunately, it had not dried yet, it was not all glued together, and it was all taken out and put on the bed one by one, waiting for it to dry and still be used normally.

"That's more than two thousand dollars in cash." She put the cash away, saw a few cards in his wallet, and didn't know how much money was in the card, thinking that it should be the amount of money she couldn't earn in the criminal police team in her life.

She put his wallet under the pillow so that Uncle Lin wouldn't see her.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Uncle Lin brought a large poke of clean water in and put it to the door and said: "This is the well water in our backyard, which is much cleaner than the tap water you drink in the city, clean and sweet, there is a basin outside the door, you can use it yourself, if the water is not enough, go to the well in the backyard to make it yourself." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Lin rubbed his hands and walked over to He.

Su Hao had already covered Zhuo Yanbei's body with the quilt the moment the door opened, and he didn't intend for outsiders to see the gunshot wound on his body.

"Where's the money?" Uncle Lin had an expression as if he wanted a debt: "Pay the money first, and then I'll let my wife cook for you." ”

Su Hao quickly took out a few slightly damp 100 yuan from the back and handed them over: "The two of us fell into the water, the money in our wallets was soaked in water, now it's just a little wet, it's okay if it's dry, it's five hundred yuan, you take it, let's stay for one night first, if we want to continue to live tomorrow, we will continue to pay." ”

Uncle Lin took the money and touched two handfuls, although it was a little damp, but it was not a counterfeit money, he nodded: "Okay, I'll bring you the food later." ”

He walked towards the door as he spoke, and Su Hao suddenly said before he went out: "I want to help my husband clean up his wounds, is there anything I can use at home?" Medicine or gauze? ”

"No, if you want to use those things, give me another two hundred, and I'll go to Aunt Ge's house in our village to get some for you."

Su Hao saw through the nature of this old peasant, and didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he directly gave him 200 yuan: "Take more, thank you." ”

Uncle Lin touched the two hundred yuan again, and then turned around and left with a satisfied smile.

After he went out, Su Hao walked outside and brought in the two clean basins outside, then walked back to the house, quickly locked the door, and closed the curtains, and when he walked back to the bed, he saw Zhuo Yanbei covered with a quilt, sitting at the head of the bed, his face was even paler than before.

She hurriedly poured some water in the basin, took the clean towel brought by Uncle Lin and washed it in the water a few times, returned to the bedside, and lifted the quilt on Zhuo Yanbei's body.

"Shall I help you clean up your wounds and take off your clothes first?" Su Hao leaned over to him and whispered.

Seeing him nodding, Su Hao reached out and unbuttoned the remaining buttons on his shirt one by one, the refined and expensive shirt buttons carried a cold and refreshing temperature in her hand, so that she kept her awake at all times, until she took off the shirt on his upper body, and then glanced at him red. When the upper body was naked, Su Hao's face suddenly became a little tight and hot, Zhuo Yanbei didn't speak, just looked at her, and there was no expression on his face.

Resisting the urge to look away, Su Hao lowered his eyes and turned around to take the towel, washed it in water a few more times before taking it out, and then wiped it carefully and gently on him.

Zhuo Yanbei was really tired, sitting quietly at the head of the bed, Su Hao helped him clean up the blood stains on his body, while raising his eyes to look at his quiet handsome face, the speed of his subordinates was already extremely slow, until around his wound, she was even more careful to wipe gently, touching the red and swollen place on the side of the wound, seeing that he didn't even frown, she didn't dare to use force at all.

"Su Hao."

Just as she washed the towel again and was about to wipe him a second time, Zhuo Yanbei leaned there with her eyes closed, and suddenly called her name.

"Huh?" She wrung the towel and turned to look at him.

"Don't blame yourself."

His voice was very soft, and it had been a long night since he was shot, and he could still spare his heart to comfort him, how good is this guy's physique?

Su Hao's hand holding the towel paused in mid-air, and then she sighed slightly: "Hmm." ”

That being said, how is it possible not to blame yourself?

While helping him continue to clean up the wound, she whispered: "The profession of the police is originally a high-risk profession living in the rain of bullets, and when I am not busy, I may be sitting in the office drinking tea, interrogating a few thieves, or going to some *** to crack down on pornography, gambling and drugs, and when I really come into contact with serious cases and confrontations with gunmen, I will inevitably be injured, not to mention that I am still a criminal policeman." It was not uncommon for us to encounter dangerous things when we were in the FBI, but at this moment and then, I don't know what kind of mood it is, maybe it is self-blame, or maybe it is sad. ”

After she finished speaking,