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"You mean, there are traitors around Arlo?"

"Yes."

"But, A Luo is so cautious, what kind of traitor would be ignored under his nose?"

"Then he can only ask himself... I'm afraid, the possibility of being a woman is high..."

Ai Lengcui sighed a long time, "It is said that a hero is sad and beautiful, but we, A Luo, would make such a low-level mistake!"

"That's not all—" April said frivolously, "We have enough evidence to show that the biggest culprit behind the scenes is actually none other than my cousin's younger brother—Ye Sihao."

"The little bastard born to that bitch!" Ai Lengcui cursed lowly, clenched her fists, "I always thought that this kid was actually very ambitious, and I reminded Aluo more than once, but unexpectedly, this bastard Finally, one day I still betrayed!"

April shrugged, "It can be regarded as a lesson for my cousin."

The suturing work has been completed, and the upper body of Yesilo lying on the bed is tightly wrapped with snow-white gauze. On the blue sterile bed sheet next to him, the bloody gauze used in the first-aid rescue is similar to his snow-white gauze. Comparing their faces together, they looked even more shocking.

"The wound has been treated properly. If the person wakes up, there will be no serious problem." Yin Yao'er put down these words coldly, turned and left the room.

Ai Lengcui slowly put down her heart that had been hanging all this time. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Ye Siluo who was still asleep, and lightly brushed his handsome and cold cheeks with her fingers, "When will this child stop letting others see you?" worry?"

He looked at the bloody gauze next to him, "Clean these up quickly, A Luo loves cleanliness the most."

The nurses hurriedly cleaned up the gauze, curved pan, disinfection sheets, surgical instruments, etc. used in the rescue.

There was only a large bottle of anti-inflammatory water on Yu's head, dripping down the transparent infusion set and flowing into the vein on the back of his hand.

Holding a snow-white handkerchief in his hand, he wiped the dense beads of sweat on Yesilo's forehead, and the blood splashed on his neck during the first rescue. Ai Lengcui wiped it clean for him. His eyes fell on the snow-white gauze on his chest that was gradually smudged with scarlet.

"Here, I'm afraid there will be a lot of scars left by then?"

The assistant doctor said in trepidation, "The scar is nothing to do with it, and you can have plastic surgery after it's healed."

"What plastic surgery! In my opinion, this scar should be kept well, let him remember this lesson, and expose himself to the enemy's guns in such arrogance, next time he will not be so lucky——"

Ai Lengcui looked at Ye Siluo, and spoke angrily as if he was indisputable, but covered him with the soft silk quilt extremely gently with his hands.

Yesilo was still asleep, feeling as if he was still floating on the surface of the sea, being pushed into the deep water by overwhelming waves one after another, hasty bubbles rose up from all around him in a panic, he was about to Suffocated, but still struggling desperately to get his head out of the sea.

In a daze, he saw a little boy standing on the beach, about six or seven years old, with a childish face.

That was him in childhood.

Standing side by side with some children of similar age shivering.

A man in riding boots was holding a leather whip, and smacked the head of the whip on the table in front of them fiercely, "Start!"