Chifeng couldn't help but speak, and was frightened by Nangong Yan Chi's eyes.

Chu Yao's hand on her back didn't dare to exert herself at all, for fear of touching his wound, his injury was so serious, if she couldn't help it and fell, wouldn't it be an injury on top of injury.

She felt that it was safer for them to come to Chifeng.

"Since you feel sorry, make up for it."

A cold voice interrupted Chu Yao's desire for help......

Chu Yao looked up at him, it was her fault, and she didn't shirk her responsibility, this person hurt the city and took a step behind it like a spurt of blood, is he unable to get along with her, or with himself?

"You're here to help." She beckoned to Chifeng.

"Uh...... Miss Chu, it's not that I don't help...... It's really ......" Although Chifeng is anxious, he is also helpless, who dares not to listen to the young master's words.

Chu Yao was angry and wanted to cry, crazy, he didn't forget to torture people when he had half his life left, so he snorted and walked towards the hall with him in his arms.

limping, taking a step takes a long time.

He didn't speak, and neither did she.

Chifeng and a group of bodyguards looked at the two people in front of them who were crawling like snails, and wiped their sweat heavily......

A woman's magical species, can toss the cold and black-bellied young master so arrogantly, talent, rare!

Obviously a minute away, they walked straight for ten minutes.

Nangong Yan Chi lay on the bed, and Chu Yao stood aside.

Chifeng cut open the blood-stained clothes, revealing a deep and long opening from his shoulders to his waist.

Shocking, Chu Yao gasped, she knew that he was seriously injured, but she didn't expect it to be so serious, and she even saw the bones.

The heart was pinched up in an instant, and there was more than that scar on the entire back, and the large and small blows in other places were shocking, and almost no piece of the back was good.

"Young master, bear with it, it will hurt a little." Chifeng changed his usual laughter, and he didn't expect the injury to be so serious.

"What nonsense, hurry up."

Chifeng frowned, turned around and took out the potion to clean the wound.

Chu Yao looked at it in pain, and subconsciously held Nangong Yan Chi's hand, and his eyebrows were actually sad when he saw it.

Nangong Yan Chi half-squinted her eyes, her big hands were wrapped, her little hands were a little shaky, and there was still some sweat.

"Nervous? Afraid I won't die? He spoke coldly.

Chu Yao was stunned, but did not speak.

"I said yes, huh......"

"Are you finished?" Chu Yao didn't want to refute, but his appearance made her can't help it.

"It's not over."

"I don't want to quarrel with you."

Chu Yao stood up and was about to leave, but was quickly stopped by Nangong Yan Chiyan.

"Where to go."

"Restroom."

"Not really."

“……”

"Sit down, I want you to look at it, and remember, this scar on my body is for you."

I'm going to die, and I'm so insane!

Chu Yao felt that this person really had the ability to be angry, and she was really guilty about his scars, so she straightened her lips and stood back in place.

It took more than an hour from cleaning the wound, applying medicine, to bandaging.

Nangong Yan was drowsy, and Chu Yao's hand was grabbed by him, and she dared to move, so she had to sit on the edge of the bed and guard.

Looking at the pale face of the person lying on the bed, he had mixed feelings in his heart, he once wanted to get rid of him, and even more thought that as long as he died, she would be free.

But when she saw him in his arms, and saw the terrible wound, she was afraid, afraid that he would die......

Afraid?

She was afraid of him for the rest of her days...... She's really conflicted......

Chu Yao sighed and retracted her gaze, still uneasy in her heart, she had to call back first to confirm whether Qi Han was at home.