At the beginning, he only transferred to Jiang County, and Sun Jiajun was his tablemate.

He has a cheerful personality and often amuses himself, and because of this, he has survived the darkest periods.

originally wanted to thank Sun Jiajun for this, but it seems that he thought too much......

Xia Weiliang didn't think about it anymore, and hurriedly rode his small battery home.

After delaying for so long, it was already dark, not to mention that his home was still on the edge of the county, and there was no one on the road.

Xia Weiliang parked the car, and just about to open the door, he felt that he had kicked something.

When I turned on the flashlight on my mobile phone, I saw a person sitting on the ground with his head bowed and leaning against the door.

Xia Weiliang took a few steps back, took out the small bread he bought, and threw it at the man, "Hey, who are you?" ”

The bread rolled off the man, but the man remained motionless.

Xia Weiliang slowly moved her steps, approached the man, and shook it with her hand.

The man fell to the ground, revealing a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand, and he looked like he was twenty-one or twelve.

Xia Weiliang shook his head and persuaded himself to calm down, after watching Ingmar for so long in the last days, their beauty in their prosperous life was still fascinated by this person.

Xia Weiliang probed, and there was still air.

As a Yan dog, Xia Weiliang immediately forgot all his worries and "moved" the man to the guest room.

Then he drove the car in and checked to see if anything had fallen, but saw blood on the ground.

"Damn, this man robbed?"

With regret, he cleaned the floor and brought the bread on the floor into the house.

Lock the door and hurry to see the man in the guest room.

The man was dressed in a black suit and lay motionless on the bed.

Xia Weiliang thought for a while, and took off the man's shoes first.

He stepped forward and slowly took off his blazer, and the white shirt inside was dyed blood red.

Xia Weiliang subconsciously looked at herself, and sure enough, she was stained with blood.

Looking at the man again, there was a hole in the white shirt near the heart.

Xia Weiliang bent down again and unbuttoned the man's white shirt one by one, exposing the man's wound near his heart to the air.

"Eh, this person ......" Looking at the obvious hole that appeared on the white skin, Xia Weiliang had no choice but to go to the post-apocalyptic world to ask Ingmar, after all, he was not familiar with the ability.

According to Ingmar's method, he successfully forced the bullet out of the man's body and continued to be treated with his ability.

Seeing that the man's wound was no longer bleeding, Xia Weiliang stopped.

As for whether there are any wounds on the man's body, Xia Weiliang doesn't care anymore, and it is impossible to pick up other people's pants anymore.

Besides, there was no blood on the bed, so it should be fine.

After packing up and covering the quilt on the man, he washed the bullets and put them away, planning to give them to Xia Haoxuan to play.

I went to the kitchen again and cooked a bowl of brown sugar water.

After thinking about it for a while, he put the brown sugar water on the bedside table first, and planned to help the man up and lean against the head of the bed first.

Xia Weiliang was halfway up, and the man woke up and pushed Xia Weiliang away with all his might.

Xia Weiliang didn't notice it for a while, grabbed the man, and the two fell to the ground together.

"Hmm......" Xia Weiliang pushed away the man who was pressing on him, "You are sick!" ”

The man looked at his naked upper body, and his pale face became more and more gloomy.

Xia Weiliang hurriedly spoke, "I saved you, you still treat me like this, let me tell you, don't even think about leaving if you don't give me some compensation." ”

The man was silent for a few seconds, then let out a deep voice, "Sorry, thank you, I'll pay you later." ”

After a pause, he said, "My name is Ji Moqian." ”

"Okay, then I'll help you to the bed first." Xia's slightly cool breath disappeared at once.

After Ji Moqian returned to the bed, Xia Weiliang picked up the bowl of brown sugar water again, "Here you go, you have too much blood." ”

He was not hypocritical, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ji Moqian looked at the wound on his body and was puzzled, "Why didn't my injury bleed?" ”