Quickly wear a female supporting role: the plot of the male protagonist has been smashed

Chapter 206
Song Yun shook off the water droplets on her hand, pulled the towel hanging aside to dry, and wiped her arm. The lip color of the figure reflected in the mirror was a little pale.

He couldn't help but think of Mrs. Xu who was so frightened that her face paled just now. Under Mr. Xu's angry glaring, she panicked and left in a hurry surrounded by a group of waiters.

From her expression, it is not difficult to see how scolded she will be when she returns home, she is a little embarrassed.

Zhou Ruhui gloated a lot, took her upstairs to rest, and felt joy that could not be expressed in words. She is really a child, but since teaching her, she has become cheerful and confident, which is also a good thing.

As today's protagonist, of course she couldn't stay for long, and Song Yun kicked her out when she was brought to the room. She really didn't like the next occasion, and besides, her goal today wasn't this Vanity Fair, she had to wait for an opportunity .

Taking out the red lipstick from her handbag, she was about to add some color to her lips. Through the mirror, she saw something moving beside the bed behind her. The light was not turned on too brightly, so she couldn't see clearly.

After a pause, she pretended she didn't see it, and continued to hurt her lipstick. The other hand sneaked into her handbag and touched the switchblade. This was a German product she bought specially, and it was guaranteed to be sharp.

Clenching the dagger tightly in one hand, lowering his head to straighten his skirt with the other, he walked towards the bed as if unintentionally, but he was staring there from the corner of his eye. The person sitting by the bed was a person, a man.

Song Yun didn't dare to act rashly, she was afraid that the thief had a gun, so she paused slightly, and naturally turned to the door.

The best solution at present is to leave as if you don't know what to do. If she lets him go, he will let her go too.

"Just after I helped you, are you going to die?"

A low and hoarse male voice sounded behind her.

With an extremely familiar tone, Song Yun suddenly turned her head, and the man was grinning at him!
"Song Zhanyang, are you sneaking around for fun?!"

"Fun, cough, hiss—"

He just said a word and couldn't help coughing lightly, but he pulled the wound, causing him to gasp in pain. Song Yun naturally noticed that something was wrong with him, and turned on the bedside lamp by the bed.

When she saw the situation in front of her clearly, she was taken aback, and her two thin willow eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

Song Zhanyang covered his chest with a handkerchief, the blood was still oozing out, it was dark red, he leaned weakly on the bedside table, his face was pale, his forehead hair was wet with sweat, and he still wanted to laugh with her.

"I broke into your room last time, and this time it's your room. What a coincidence."

"Shot?"

"Ah."

The voice became weaker and weaker.

"Let me see."

Pulled his hand away, tore off his clothes, pressed the subclavian artery in the middle of the supraclavicular fossa with his thumb, and pressed the artery to the deep ribs. Song Zhanyang bit his teeth in pain, and the force was so strong that his veins burst came out without yelling.

The bleeding on the shoulder really decreased.

He took out a small square iron box from the bag, opened it, took out a pack of white medicinal powder and sprinkled it on his wound.

"Only sulfa powder has no pain relief, you have to bear with it, hold it down and wait for me!"

Song Zhanyang hadn't recovered from his head yet, his hands were already on his shoulders, and the person in front of him hurriedly washed off the blood on his hands and ran out.

After a while, voices could be heard outside the door. Song Yun came in with two glasses of wine, locked the door as soon as she entered, and moved a stool against the door.

Switchblade was disinfected several times with alcohol, took a towel, and handed it to Song Zhanyang.

"Bite it, it will hurt for a while."

The tip of the knife cut through the flesh and made a deep cross. The switchblade is not as small as a scalpel. Song Yun tried her best to be careful when operating it, but the wound was still a bit big. The sterilized fingers dug out the wound. Finally, he finished the final suture with the needle and thread that he carried with him, and made a simple bandage on the bed sheet that was sprinkled with sulfa powder and torn into strands, which was the end of this crude operation.

There was a little sweat on Song Yun's forehead, and what was even more exaggerated was that Song Zhanyang's hair was all wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"This time, you are really my savior."

"twice!"

Facing her preoccupation, Song Zhanyang laughed weakly, "Yes, twice."

"There is nothing to repay, so I can only promise with my body."

Song Yun rolled her eyes at him angrily, ignored him, and pointed to his blood-stained body.

"There are so many people below, and this is the fifth floor again, how are you going to get out later?"

"There are clothes in this room."

Song Yun found out that what he handed over was a room card, 606.

In the resplendent banquet hall, many people have even started to dance on the dance floor. Song Zhanyang walked down the stairs in a suit with his head held high, after washing up, he was completely different from the dog in the water just now. He also put on a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and Song Yun put on a little makeup to cover up his pale complexion, transforming him into a handsome young man from a scholarly family.

Even though he was well dressed now, and he couldn't even see any injuries on his body, Song Yun, who was holding his arm, felt guilty for a while, and became more cautious everywhere, even caring about the eyes looking at them all the way.

"Take it easy, take it easy."

Song Yun couldn't hold back and pinched his wrist, how could she not be nervous, there was nothing wrong with it, he had to confess to both of them here, but he said it easily, she was all nervous here alone!

A middle-aged man walking towards them pulled Song Yun's vigilance to the peak.

"He is the mayor of SH City, surnamed Zhang!" Smiling and whispering in his ear with a tone that only two people can listen to. I don't know why he came towards them, but you must not reveal your secrets! ! !

"Master Song, I didn't expect to see you here!"

Seeing the two holding hands, Song Yun was stunned!
(End of this chapter)