The moment before the door was about to close, I pushed it a little harder.

This is the characteristic of this new door - if you don't have enough force when you close it, it can easily get stuck.

When I closed the door, I felt as if it was still being slightly stuck.

Immediately after, I saw something fall from near the doorknob.

Before I could take a closer look at the small object, there was an anxious knock and Zhao Wei's voice outside the door.

Suspiciously, I pulled open another crack in the door.

Zhao Wei's face was full of worry, while An Qi was in a trance, and her forehead was full of sweat oozing from pain.

"What's wrong?" I wasn't too happy to let them in again.

"Finger ......" Zhao Wei pointed to the small thing that fell on the ground, "Anqi's finger ......"

Only then did I see that Angel's weak and drooping hand, a small part of the ring finger was missing, and the gap was bloody, which was shocking.

Zhao Wei held An Qi's body with one hand, and covered the wound with one free hand.

Angel's eyes were hollow, her brows were tightened, and a restrained moan overflowed from her mouth.

He twisted his body, still trying to break free from Zhao Wei's grip.

The image that suddenly flashed through my mind was that when I looked back at my mother's beard, Angel was desperately trying to reach through the crack in the door to prevent it from being shut.

Unfortunately, he wasn't moving fast enough, and his strength was drained by his body's discomfort - he only reached in half of his ring finger, and the door was slammed shut.

The severed finger hit the ground, blood gushing, but his painful nerves were numb.

I felt dizzy and unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Give it to me." Zhao Wei's hand under Anqi's arm stretched out his palm backwards towards me.

I picked up the small piece of finger, and two ridiculously shaped blood spots fell on the ground.

An unfamiliar cold touch came from his fingertips.

It's also a little sticky.

"Don't!" The crumbs on Anqi's face fluttered on his clothes and Zhao Wei's arms.

He weakly waved his hand that was pinched by me, "Kang Rong, don't let me go......"

My throat was bitter, and the scene before me suddenly became blurry.

"Hey...... Angel, go to the hospital first. Go early and pick it up sooner and heal faster. Zhao Wei's expression was full of distress.

Zhao Wei looked at me again for help, "Kang Rong, can you please wrap this finger?" Also, can the gauze in the second compartment of the locker also ......?"

I nodded knowingly, closed the door and went back inside.

When he opened the door again a moment later, Zhao Wei had already carried Anqi on his back.

Although Zhao Wei and An Qi are about the same size, they are even wider and more solid......

Zhao Wei, who was slightly stiff at the moment, was just a father who was worried about his injured child.

I handed over the wrapped severed finger, but I was almost slapped to the ground by Angel.

"Damn!" I couldn't help but blurt out, "Don't be willful, okay?" ”

"Put it in my pocket." Zhao Wei suddenly didn't hear my uncontrollable words.

He tapped his chin and motioned for me to slip into the front pocket of his suit.

"Come with me to the hospital." Angel seemed to plead with me with the last of her strength.

"Don't come again." I frowned in disgust.

I hurriedly closed the door and took a deep breath with my back on it.

Finally relieved.

When I got back into the house, my mother had already changed her face.

Her eyes reminded me of the time when my homeroom teacher questioned me if I had plagiarized my homework.

"When outsiders are around, mom and you are on the same line." The mother's voice was indifferent, "Now that they are gone, we have to settle our accounts well." Kangkang, don't blame me for being cruel to you. ”

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It's so bloody, it's written with goosebumps all over the place (._.)