With a sudden brake, Qiao Weiwei hurriedly got out of the car, and her brain was still blank.

Through the bright headlights, Qiao Weiwei saw a man in white who had been shot in a bullet.

At this moment, the man was lying on the ground, holding his left chest and groaning shallowly, his white shirt, white trousers, and white leather shoes were all mottled with blood.

The evening breeze gently ruffled his hair, revealing his handsome face that was handsome and full of scars.

Under the blazing light, the face was pale and a little frightening.

She cautiously approached the man, kicked him in the arm, crouched down and asked, "Hey...... You're fine......"

"Ahem......" The man coughed lightly, opened his long, deep eyes, grabbed her wrist, and ordered: "Listen, don't call the police, don't call 120, don't tell anyone about this, take me to a place where there is no one." Ahem......"

can't call the police, can't call 120, can't tell anyone, and has to take him to a place where no one is, Qiao Weiwei's first reaction is that she has met an underworld element......

She didn't want to meddle in her business, but now she seemed to have to ......

You can't leave him here alone and wait to die.

"He must not have run far, it's around here! You search for me carefully, don't let go of any corner~! If he is allowed to return to England, we will be all done! Behind him, the sound of footsteps in the shadows was getting closer, and a man's voice could be faintly heard speaking in English.

Hearing the voice, the man's eyes tightened vigilantly, and the hand holding Qiao Weiwei's wrist trembled, and ordered: "Hurry, drive~!" The tone does not allow others to refuse.

Time was pressing, and Qiao Weiwei didn't think much about it, and directly helped the man up and stuffed him into the car.

As soon as he closed the car door, he heard a strong male voice behind him: "Where is it!" ”

In a panic, Qiao Weiwei got into the car and stepped on the accelerator hard......

The man clutched his chest, breathed hard, turned his head, and glanced at the group of foreigners who were thrown out of the distance behind him, and then he collapsed on the seat of the car with peace of mind, and his left chest and arm were still bleeding out.

"Hey, if you want to die, don't die in my car, do you hear!" Qiao Weiwei glanced at the man, roared, and closed the car open.

"Is it a parrot, so verbose, don't worry, this little injury can't kill anyone, eh...... Besides, my heart is on the right side! It's still so shallow to fight here, at most it's a little blood, those idiots! He moved his pale lips and spoke word by word, not loud but still clear.

It's also called ...... Minor injuries......

Qiao Weiwei took a small road and drove the car to Qiao Zhihai's villa near Qiao's.

After parking the car, she fumbled for the key that Qiao Zhihai gave her before behind the seat cover, put on her bag, got out of the car, opened the car door for the man, and helped him and said, "Get out of the car!" ”

With Qiao Weiwei's support, the man got out of the car with difficulty, clutched his chest, and slowly walked to the gate with Qiao Weiwei's footsteps.

Entering the living room, Qiao Weiwei pushed the man on the sofa.

The man leaned back on the couch, his eyes slightly closed, biting his pale lower lip, and gasping hard.

Qiao Weiwei exhaled a long sigh of relief, threw the bag on the coffee table, ignored the blood stains on her face and hands, and walked upstairs quickly.

She found the first-aid kit upstairs in the room where Qiao Zhihai lived before, and then rushed to the man and put it beside the man.

She was very calm, tearing the man's blood-stained white shirt hard, carefully cleaning the man's wounds with gauze dipped in alcohol, and when the alcohol seeped into the skin that was pierced by the bullet, she only heard the man's "tsk" ...... low sound.

"What's next!" Qiao Weiwei took out a knife from the first aid kit, but she didn't know what to do.

The man opened his eyes, grabbed the knife, poured alcohol on the knife, and did not speak.

"Ah......h

"Tweezers! Fast! The man gritted his teeth, his neck was already bruised, and his hand holding the knife was trembling.

Qiao Weiwei came back to her senses, disinfected the tweezers with alcohol, and put them in his hand......

The bullet with blood was pulled out of the wound by him little by little and thrown on the ground.

Her hanging heart also returned to its original place as the bullet landed.

Next, Qiao Weiwei saw the man skillfully stitch up his wound with the needle and thread in the first aid kit.

Every time the slender thread is pulled up, it is covered with bright red blood.

Beads of sweat continued to bubble up from his forehead, and he bit his lower lip fiercely, not saying a word.

In the end, Qiao Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around directly.

"Drugging!" His voice, almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Qiao Weiwei turned her head, glanced at the man's sweating face, half-squatted and half-knelt in front of him, found iodine wine in the first-aid kit, dipped some with a cotton ball, carefully rubbed it on his wound, and then gave him another layer of Yunnan Baiyao, and then carefully wrapped the wound for him with gauze.

"That's it!" Qiao Weiwei took another long breath, sat directly on the ground, raised her head, and looked at the man.

And the man, who was leaning on the sofa at the moment, was asleep, and his pale and delicate face was full of pain.

Looking at him so closely, I feel that the eyebrows between his eyebrows are a bit similar to Liangbo, especially the temperament on his body.

"Dut...... Honk...... Honk...... Beep ......" In the bag, the vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted Qiao Weiwei's thoughts.

Only then did she remember that she came out to buy clothes for Liangbo.

Looking at the time, she can be 100% sure......

The call was from Liang Bo.

She took out her phone from her bag and glanced at it......

Sure enough, it's really cool......

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