The Little Midnight Bride

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She jumped out of bed in one step, swished out the first-aid kit and put it on the bedside, trying to pull him up: "Sit up, I'll bandage you again, the gauze is stained with blood, change it quickly, don't sleep .”

"You will?" His reluctant eyes narrowed.

Gu Xiaoyao immediately patted her chest: "You underestimate me, get up quickly, otherwise you don't want to hug me to sleep."

"It's really troublesome." Young Master Di complained, but after receiving a cold glance from her, he obediently sat up again. [

She didn't care if it was troublesome or not, she took the scissors and carefully cut open the gauze wrapped around his chest, which was becoming more and more blood-soaked.

When she saw the wound on his right chest exposed in front of her eyes, her hands trembled.

"Gunshot wound? How did you get shot?" Gu Xiaoyao gasped, and quickly took out tools from the first-aid kit to clean his wound. He barely moved so as not to involve his wound again.

She stopped the bleeding and bandaged the wound again, her movements were very light, her hands still couldn't help trembling slightly, for fear that if she touched him again, it would cause an avalanche again.

Moreover, her heart throbbed slightly, as if the wound had grown on her body, and the pain made her eyebrows tangled together.

"An accident, you can't die."

He replied lightly, seeing the deep worry in her brows, suddenly felt warm in his heart, she was worried about him, loved him?

"That's because you're lucky. If the shot misses a little bit and the wound lands on the left chest, you'll be sad." She bit her lip and wrapped the gauze around his chest several times.

"That would be better, then you will be free." He raised his eyebrows.

"Well, you're tall, I'm free now!" Gu Xiaoyao gave him a hard look when he heard what he said.

The corner of his mouth twitched, with her words, it would be worth taking a few more shots.

Finally bandaged him, she put away the first aid kit, returned to the bed again, helped him lie down, covered him with a quilt, turned off the light, and was surprisingly well-behaved, quietly serving him as a pillow.

In his mouth, he was still muttering: "I will ask Xiaogang to bandage you again tomorrow morning. My skills are not good, so you can go to sleep."

However, she is not going to sleep, how dare she sleep.

Her sleeping posture has always been bad. Although she doesn't usually admit it, she still has self-knowledge. If she hurts him while falling asleep, it will be a serious sin.