He also sent many men in black with guns to surround the room, refusing to let even a fly inside.

Under that kind of Shura-like aura, Dr. Monchi didn't dare to go back no matter how bold he was......

What's more, even a killer as powerful as Black Foam slipped away.

He's a doctor, how could he risk death to get bullets for her.

Truth be told, Dr. Monch has lived for so many years, and he has seen many big people.

But it's the first time I've seen someone so young and with such a powerful aura.

Look at the group of black-clothed people with him at the beginning of the night.

He was even more sure of his previous opinion - this teenager is really not simple.

Meng Qi thought about this, lowered his gaze again, and asked seriously: "Master Zero, do you feel anything strange about your body?" ”

Although he had examined her, he was still a little worried.

Night Drifter tried to move his arm, and shook his head puzzled: "No, what's wrong?" ”

"I'm afraid he's done something bad to your wounds," Meng Qi said with a strange expression, "after all, that young man's face was not very good-looking......

It's not just not good-looking, knowing when she's hurt.

The aura emanating from those blood pupils seemed to destroy the entire world......

He analyzed worriedly: "And he forcibly refused to let me treat you, and he had to do it himself, which is really strange." ”

“……”

The corners of Night Drifter's mouth twitched when she heard this.

I really want to say that you think too much, this dog is really just...... Perverted possessiveness is just a haunt.

If others don't know, can she not know him?

It must have taken him a lot of effort to treat her wounds.

The thought of how nervous and clumsy he must have been when she was unconscious, and who had to carefully take his own bullets, couldn't help but want to laugh at Nightdrift.

Well, I really miss this stupid dog all of a sudden......

She lifted her eyelids and swept around, but she didn't see a familiar figure.

Q: "Where did he go?" ”

Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hesitated and said, "It's been more than two hours since I left, and I don't know what to do......

"Okay, go out when you're done, I'll lie down for a while."

"Well," Monchi nodded, not forgetting to advise, "sir, don't move, or the wound will be difficult to heal." ”

"Got it."

She yawned and lazily responded.

Fall back under the covers and close your eyes.

I don't know how long it took for the closed door to be reopened.

A long figure walked in, and the light and shadow were dim, revealing the perfect silhouette of the young man.

The pale face looked a little beautiful in the light.

He walked over to the bed and sat down beside her.

lowered her eyebrows, and her blood pupils deeply reflected the bloodless sleeping face of the girl on the bed.

After looking at it for a moment, his gaze fell back on her bandaged shoulder.

White gauze, with a large red stain in the middle.

The bright red blood and the white cloth intertwined and were shocking.

The young man pursed his lips, and his eyes, which were indifferent and immobile in the past, reflected a touch of deep distress.

Only after half a sound did he stretch out his hand, and his slender fingertips carefully caressed the sleepy little face.

The soft and cold touch made his fingertips tremble slightly.

The night drifted in his sleep, still frowning tightly because of the pain.

He stretched out his hand to gently smooth her eyebrows, his movements were gentle and pitying, as if with a slight force, the girl under his hand would be wiped out.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he murmured softly: "Night and night......" seemed to coax her, "It doesn't hurt." "I want to talk about "The Strongest Queen: Good Morning, Her Royal Highness Shura" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~