With his head down, Pei Yun took care of those small wounds seriously.

Every cut she cleans carefully.

Even if it was only two centimeters in size, she had to carefully open it with tweezers to make sure that there was no foreign object inside, for fear that she would accidentally leave glass slag and endanger his life.

She was cautious and preoccupied.

Fang Ri was still holding a gun at first, nervously guarding the door.

Later, his gaze retracted and fell on her.

He didn't feel the pain, but he could feel every small movement of her.

In the air, in addition to the familiar smell of blood, there was also a faint aroma.

It's light, it's light, it's a little sweet......

It's a lot like the smell of lilies he likes.

Fang Yu sniffed very lightly, and finally found the source of the aroma - Pei Yunqing.

The girl earnestly helped him with the wound, and her head was not far in front of him.

As if a ghost had sent a god, he lowered his head and took a deep breath slowly.

At that moment, he seemed to go back to the past.

At that time, he was still serving in the army.

His troops had just gone through a war, and the air was filled with the choking smell of explosives and blood, but he caught a hint of sweetness in the air.

He followed the scent of the past, on the devastated ground after the battle, between the fallen comrades and the corpses of the enemy...... There are a few wild lilies in full bloom.

The holy white, the vibrant green, escaped from the war and bloomed brightly towards the sky.

Since that time, he has been in love with this flower.

Every time he smells this floral fragrance, his heart will be extra peaceful.

Squinting slightly, he gently breathed in the familiar aroma in the air, enjoying the peace of mind.

After cleaning the last wound, Pei Yun gently wiped off the blood on his body with a cotton veil and took the gauze.

"Come, Teacher Fang, straighten your waist, and I'll help you bandage it."

Fang Ri straightened up in cooperation, and she reached over her palm, carefully wrapping the gauze around him, bandaging his chest, which was crumbled by broken glass.

Because she had to wrap her arms around him, she had to put her hands around him.

The gesture was more like a hug, and his head was closer to him.

In the air, a sweet fragrance.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his arm, and had an extremely peaceful expression on his face.

"That's it!"

Pei Yun took the adhesive tape lightly, fixed the gauze, and the person left in front of him.

The aroma is gone, and the smell of blood rises again.

Fang Ri opened his eyes, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

At this time, there was already the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

Security guards rushed in with police officers, as did first responders......

"The wounded are here!"

Pei Yunqing quickly got up to greet him and explained the staff member's injury to everyone.

"I've helped him remove the bullet from his lung, being careful not to touch his wound......"

When she helped lift the injured person onto the emergency rack, the driver, Zheng Qi, also walked in through the door.

Seeing the riddle leaning against the wall, he rushed over worriedly.

"Mr. Fang?"

"I'm fine."

Fang Ri responded lightly, pulled up his shirt and stood up from the ground.

At this time, Zhou Ting'an also ran in, and when he saw Pei Yunqing and Fang Miri, the two of them also rushed forward.

"Yun Qing, Professor Fang, are you alright?"

"It's fine!" Pei Yun replied to him with a comforting smile.

"How so?" Zhou Ting'an's tone was surprised.