"I ...... Not...... Ahn Linghyun seemed to be trying to straighten up, trying to speak as coherently as possible, but the words that came out became more fragmented.

"You're sweating all over your head, how can you be okay, tell me how you're doing?" Rashimi asked worriedly.

"Really...... It doesn't matter, after a while, it will be fine in a while......"

An Lingxuan's hand covering her abdomen slowly increased her strength and pressed the wound in her abdomen.

"Ah," Rashi exclaimed, her slender white fingers trembling as she pointed to An Lingxuan's hands, "Blood...... It's ...... blood."

Although she is the daughter of an arms dealer, Rashimi, who is well protected, has never seen any bloody scenes, so when she sees the blood slowly spilling between Ahn Linghyun's fingers, her expression becomes flustered and frightened.

After a while, Laximei calmed down a little, and the panic in her heart turned into worry about An Lingxuan's injury, "Take your hand away and let me see." ”

"No, no need" Ahn Lingxuan seemed to be afraid that his injury would scare Lahimi, and the hand covering his lower abdomen became tighter and tighter, and he even stood up tremblingly, trying to avoid her.

However, Rashimi was much faster than he could dodge, and she couldn't help but pull Ahn Lingxuan's hands apart and take a deep breath.

"Don't look, don't look at it" An Lingxuan's face was pale, but his tone was still gentle and gentle, "It's really just a little injury, you will feel uncomfortable when you see it." ”

If it's a small injury, how can it look terrible? If it's uncomfortable to look at, how can it be a minor injury?

However, Rashimi, who was preoccupied with Ahn Linghyun's injuries, did not notice the contradiction in his words at all. Instead, he unbuttoned An Lingxuan's abdomen little by little.

As the clothes were untied little by little, An Lingxuan's hideous wounds slowly revealed their true faces.

Laximei touched the wound in distress, choked up and asked, "Isn't it painful?" ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." An Lingxuan gently opened the girl who was squatting in front of her with reddish eyes, and there was a trace of triumphant light in her eyes.

"How did you get it like this?" The girl then asked.

Ahn Lingxuan just looked at Laximei affectionately and said nothing.

However, in this silent gaze, Lahime deduced the cause of Ahn Linghyun's injury.

"It's because it's saving me, isn't it?"

The answer to her was still An Lingxuan's affectionate gaze and silence.

However, at this time, silence is better than sound, and Rashemi is more and more sure of her answer, "In order to save me, you were so seriously injured, you didn't say anything at the time, I thought you were fine, I was so careless......" Saying that, Rakimi slapped her head in annoyance.

Ahn Lingxuan quickly grabbed her hand, but it seemed that because of the lack of strength of the injury, he only controlled Rashimi's hand and did not slap it towards his head, causing it to turn around and slap towards his calf.

So, there was another "hiss" cry of pain. Then, Rahimi rolled up Ahn Lingxuan's suit pants again with tears in her eyes, and saw the hole in his calf that was bubbling with blood.

Laximei stood up, looked at An Lingxuan worriedly, and said with concern: "Do you have any other wounds on your body?" ”

"Nope." Ahn Lingxuan shook her head.