"Ahhh My eyes! My eyes! Ahhh It hurts, it hurts! ”

The man's terrible screams were endless, Su Yimo bit his fingers, and his little face wrinkled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I thought... I'm so sorry..."

In fact, I really can't blame her for this.

She was about to look down to see if he was still breathing, but he stretched out his bloody hand, which made her scream in fright, and instinctively picked up the anti-wolf spray and sprayed it indiscriminately.

Outcome... It's like this.

"Hey, are you alright? Feed! ”

Su Yimo saw that he was screaming and suddenly stopped moving, so he was so frightened that he couldn't do it, so he hurriedly pushed his arm and asked, but he still didn't react.

"It's not going to be dead, is it?" She tried his snort with trembling fingertips, and then, with a long sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I passed out!" ”

"No, if you don't care about him, he's really going to die, you have to carry him to the car and take him to the hospital."

Su Yimo did what he said, bit his lip, desperately dragged him up from the ground, and carried him into the car with all her strength.

She put him in the co-pilot, and her face turned black when she looked at her hands covered in blood.

She got goosebumps all over her body and kept wiping the blood from her hands with wet wipes.

It took five or six wipes before she finally wiped the blood off her hands.

She raised her hand and sniffed it, her eyebrows instantly wrinkled, how did she wipe it five or six times, and there was a disgusting smell of blood.

She looked at the chair covered in blood and sighed helplessly.

She grinded her teeth and stared at the man whose face was pale and fainted, and threw the car door in resignation, there was no way, send him to the hospital and clean it up.

It's really unlucky, how did you meet him, did she owe him in her last life, he wants to toss her like this!

She went around to the other side, opened the car door and sat down, her foot hated the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

When she arrived at the entrance of the hospital, she opened the car door and was just about to carry him down, when she heard him say in a weak breath, "Don't, don't go to the hospital, I won't go!" Don't go! ”

When Qi Ye heard that she was going to take him to the hospital, he recovered and struggled.

"Why? You can't go to the hospital with such a serious injury! Obedient, let's go to the hospital. ”

Su Yimo gently tugged on his arm and said softly, she didn't dare to push too hard, for fear of dragging him to the injury, but Qi Ye couldn't get down while holding the chair.

"No, I can't go, I can't..."

"Why?"

Su Yimo was a little impatient and asked angrily.

"Because... I had a gunshot wound. ”

"I have to go to the hospital for a gunshot wound too... What the? You... You just said... Be... Gunshot wound? ”

…

Half an hour later.

In the apartment.

Su Yimo was lying on the sofa obliquely, and the man with a hot towel on his eyes was full of sadness.

In fact, the correct thing to do should be to call 110 and hand him over to the police uncle, but I don't know which string in her brain is broken, so she brought him home.

He said that he wanted to treat his wounds by himself, but first he had to get his eyes right, and out of guilt, Su Yimo automatically and consciously took on the task of washing his eyes and dressing his eyes.

Time passed little by little, Su Yimo was sleepy, but she didn't dare to sleep.

There is such a dangerous element at home who will hang up at any time, no matter how big her heart is, she can't sleep.

She wasn't afraid of any movement from him, but she was even more afraid that he didn't move.

He was seriously injured, even if he wanted to do something, he was powerless, and she was even more worried that if it dragged on like this, he hung up at her house, and then she really couldn't tell how many mouths she had at that time.

She has really become a serious suspect in this "murder case".

"Where's the medicine box?"

She was worried when a weak voice drifted into her ears.

Su Yimo was shocked, and hurriedly looked up, and saw that the man who was lying on the sofa had already sat up.

He opened his still red scary eyes, looked at Su Yimo with a pale face, and asked weakly.

"Oh, here."

Su Yimo was stunned for a moment, took out the medicine box under the coffee table, and opened it.

"Do you need anything else?" She asked, looking at his pale but unusually pretty face.

Although it is a little inappropriate to describe a man's appearance with beauty, when Su Yimo looked at his face, he couldn't find a more appropriate adjective than beautiful.

His facial features are delicate and gorgeous, like a rose, but now this rose is a little sick and fragile.

"Knives, tweezers, candles..."

After Qi Ye said a series of things, Su Yimo hurriedly ran to prepare.

When she was ready, she put them on the coffee table and asked, "How can I help?" ”

"Help me light the candle and heat the knife, thank you."

Qi Ye's weak way.

"Okay."

Su Yimo did as he was told, she put the knife on the flame, looked at the blade that was burning more and more red, and her eyelashes trembled more and more.

Qi Ye looked at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "Scared?" ”

Su Yimo handed him the knife and gave him a blank look, "It seems that the injury is still not serious enough." ”

"You see all this? Actually, my eye injuries were worse than my body. ”

Qi Ye took the knife and said in a humorous tone.

Su Yimo glanced at his rabbit-like eyes, bit her lip and muttered, "I didn't mean to." ”

She knew that he deliberately said it to ease the atmosphere, and she had a good impression of him in her heart.

"If you're afraid, go into the house, I'll do it alone."

Qi Ye unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his bloody chest.

"It's okay, I can do it, is there anything I need help with?"

Su Yimo pursed her lips and forced herself to look at his wounds.

"Okay, get me a towel."

Qi Ye saw that she was obviously scared, but she pretended to be strong, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes.

This woman is really bold.

Su Yimo took a towel, he bit it in his mouth, and then inserted the cold knife into the wound little by little.

The pain made his face pale as paper, and large pieces of cold sweat slid down his forehead, down his cheeks and down his neck, wetting his collar.

Su Yimo's heart trembled when she saw it, and her face became whiter and whiter.

It's not that she hasn't seen similar bloody scenes on TV, but TV is TV, and reality is reality.

It's one thing to see it through the screen, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.

The cold light flashing knife, the piercing blood, the horrible wound...

These are all really presented in front of her eyes.

took out the Zi Dan from the wound, Qi Ye heated the knife again, scalded the wound and sealed the wound.

Suddenly, the sound of barbecue meat sounded in the room, and the strange aroma of meat also spread.

Su Yimo's stomach was churning, she couldn't stand it anymore, and ran into the bathroom with her mouth covered.

Qi Ye put down the knife, took off the handkerchief in his mouth, looked at Su Yimo's back, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

I finally can't hold it anymore.

After applying the medicine and bandaging, he had no strength left.

Collapsed on the couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Su Yimo came out of the bathroom, saw that he had fallen asleep, and took a blanket to cover him.

She cleaned up the coffee table, put the medicine box away, got up, and went back to the bedroom.

She was sleepy and tired, locked the door, took a simple shower, and then lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

The next day, when she came out of the bedroom, there was no longer Qi Ye on the sofa in the living room.

She looked at the empty couch for a moment, as if nothing was true last night, just a nightmare of hers.

Only the well-folded blanket on the sofa reminded her that everything last night was not a dream, it really happened.

Jinghua Art Garden.

Gym.

At the end of the morning run, Gu Lichen wiped his sweat with a hand towel around his neck, picked up a sports drink, and raised his head to drink a few sips.

"Young master, I'm sorry."

Xiang Bai, who was standing in front of him, bowed with a heavy face and apologized in shame.

"Let him run away?"

Gu Lichen put the drink aside, put on boxing gloves, and hit the sandbag hard.

"Yes."

"Go and get the punishment yourself."

"Okay."

After Xiang Bai left, Gu Lichen's stormy fist fell frantically on the sandbag.

After punching, he sweated again.

He took off his boxing gloves, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and his eyes were fierce and cold, "You are lucky this time, and next time, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!" ”

…

After Song Yihan moved to Gu's house, he lived like a fish in water and was quite comfortable.

She has a sweet mouth, and she can look at her face, and see what people say, so the whole Gu family, whether it is a maid, or an old man Gu, Mrs. Gu likes her very much.

One day, she was walking in the yard, and saw the maid carrying a tray with two bowls of tonic on the tray, and was walking towards the old man's and old lady's house. ”

The servant nodded, "Yes." ”

"I'll help you bring it over, it just so happens that I'm going over too, you can go with your business."

She took the initiative to take the tray, with a kind and gentle smile on her face, and said.

"Thank you then."

The servant smiled gratefully and turned to leave.

She carried the tray and walked through the corridor to the door.

I was about to go in, but I heard her name coming from inside.

She paused, looked grim, and leaned against the door to listen carefully.

"Yihan's child is very good, but she is not in good health and can't have children, if she can have children, it is also a good choice for her to marry Li Chen."

Old Man Gu sipped the tea and sighed.

"Well, after all, the door is right, and you know the roots, alas... It's a pity. ”

Old Madam Gu also agreed.

"Another bad thing is that this kid is too heavy."

Old Man Gu thought about it and said again.

"It doesn't matter if you're thoughtful, it's thoughtful, as long as it's not bad."

The old lady obviously did not agree with him on this point, retorted.

Song Yihan listened to their conversation and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly.

Can't have children? Heh, who said she couldn't have children?

When she saw a servant approaching her, she hurriedly raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Old Man Gu leaned on the sofa and said lazily.

Song Yihan pushed the door in, put the tray on the table, and put the two bowls of soup in front of Old Man Gu and Old Madam Gu.

"How did you get to deliver it? What about them? ”

Old Madam Gu pulled her to sit beside her and frowned and asked.

"I saw that they were very busy, so I helped them, it's okay, I usually have nothing to do, an idler."

Song Yihan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled gently.

"You, you have a good temperament that makes people feel distressed."

Old Madam Gu clapped her hands and said lovingly.

"Grandparents drink soup, otherwise it won't taste good when it gets cold for a while."

Song Yihan picked up the soup and sent it to the old man and the old woman.

The old man and the old lady nodded, looked at her with satisfaction, and drank the soup.

…

It's the depths of winter.

It's getting colder and colder outside.

Su Yimo came out of the factory, and the car was already waiting outside.

It's Gu Lichen's often driven Rolls-Royce, not the harsh winter Bentley.

Did he come to pick her up in person?

Since the last incident, she didn't dare to drive herself from the factory to get off work, and Gu Lichen sent Yan Dong to pick her up.

Su Yimo opened the car door and saw Gu Lichen asked in surprise, "Why did you come by yourself?" What about harsh winters? ”

"I'm not busy today, so I'm here. Tired, right? ”

Gu Lichen raised his hand and touched her hair and asked.

"Well, it's been a busy few days."

Su Yimo leaned back in the chair, yawned, and said tiredly.

"Don't be too tired, you just exported so much blood a few days ago, and your body is still weak, don't exhaust your body."

"Well, I know, don't worry, I'm measured."

"Let's sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time."

Gu Lichen thoughtfully turned on the warm air.

"Okay."

Su Yimo found a comfortable position, exhaled comfortably, and closed her eyes.

She hadn't been idle all day, and she was so tired that she was in pain.

She was about to fall asleep in a daze, when Gu Lichen's mobile phone rang, and suddenly, her sleepiness was driven away a little.

Gu Lichen saw the name on the screen and subconsciously glanced at Su Yimo.

Seeing that she seemed to be asleep, he picked up the phone inexplicably.

"Hello?"

"Brother Li Chen, what are you doing?"

Song Yihan was lying on the bed, fiddling with his childhood toys, and asked sweetly.

"Drive." In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Gu Lichen replied concisely.

"Driving? You haven't gotten home yet, just got off work? ”

"No, I'll pick up Yimo, she's just off work."