Luo Cheng closed his eyes weakly, he had never seen a more inconsiderate woman than Gong Xi, knowing that he was bleeding endlessly, this woman would only stand aside and watch.

"Uh, I'm not very good at bandaging wounds, are you sure you want me to help?" Gong Ji was embarrassed, and looked at Luo Cheng's blood-soaked shirt with straight eyes.

She's clumsy, why doesn't L.A. let the nurse help?

Luo Cheng just looked at Gong Cheng coldly, and Gong Cheng knew what this look represented, so he stepped forward to help Luo Cheng stop the bleeding.

"Nourish ......" Luo Cheng gasped in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Gong Ji asked, hearing it sincerely, looking at Luo Cheng guiltily.

"Nonsense!" replied with Los Angeles grinding his teeth, deciding to endure it.

"I'm already light. It's you who is to blame, who is to blame?" Gong Ji's knuckles accidentally rubbed against Luocheng's wound.

This time, L.A.'s face turned green, and he looked down at his wound, only to see that there was blood gushing.

"So that's your sinister intentions!" Luo Cheng gritted his teeth and roared at Gong Ji.

Only then did Gong Ji realize that not only failed to stop the bleeding, but made the wound crack even wider. She was busy looking for a nurse, who knew that the strange-tempered Luo Cheng would not let the nurse help him stop the bleeding and bandage the wound, and in the end, the nurse was on the side, and Gong Ji took action, and it took a full half an hour to finally finish the work.

Luo Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Gong Ji, the nurse learned Luo Cheng's bad temper, and even ran away from the door.

Only Gong Ji and Luo Cheng stared at her with boring eyes, and after sitting for a while, Gong Ji got up, and she made a move, and Luo Cheng swept at her with a sharp eye: "What are you going to do?!"

"I, I didn't do anything, I just got tired of sitting. She is not a prisoner, and she has not been so nervous after two days in prison.

"Sit down for me, you tell me a story. "L.A. commanded, exhaling through his nostrils.

Gong Ji's face was very dark and ugly, and even Xiao Jinzi didn't have a chance to listen to her tell stories, this first time should be for Xiao Jinzi, not the grumpy stinky man in front of him.

She pretended not to hear and stood and paced back and forth to pass the time of boredom.

"Gong reporter, I am a patient. Luo Cheng Chonggong said with his back, reminding women of this iron-clad fact. What he means is that he is a patient, and Gong Ji should be kind to him if he still has a little conscience.

"There are more patients in the world, are you a great patient if you are a patient?" Gong Ji gave Luo Cheng a disdainful look.

"I'm a patient because you're getting sicker, so you should be kind to me as a patient. Los Angeles replied coldly.

Gong Ji didn't bother to pay attention to Los Angeles, she took out her mobile phone to play games boringly, and Los Angeles looked at her with hatred, which made her rebellious. Out of revenge, Gong Ji decided to make a phone call in front of Los Angeles.

She always felt a little strange that no one had bothered her for a while.

At the moment, she dialed Eben's phone number, but unfortunately the other party was not in the service area.

Gong Ji looked thoughtfully at the phone screen for a moment, and then dialed Micle's number.

"Gong reporter?" Micle couldn't hide the surprise in his tone after receiving Gong Ji's call.

Gong Ji smiled when she heard this: "Are you surprised to receive my call? I've been missing you lately, Micle, don't you even want me?" she wanted to ask why Micle didn't want the 20 million she owed.