My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1320 Injured (1)

Wushuang, who had been buried in Mu Jinchen's arms, naturally heard Mu Jinchen's muffled hum, and only now did she ask her with red eyes, "Where did it hurt?"

Mu Jinchen shook her head and kissed her on the forehead, "Are you hurt?"

Wushuang shook his head, his blood-stained hands trembling and stroking Mu Jinchen's back.

Mu Jinchen pulled down her small hand and held it in her palm, and asked Mu Zhilan on the other side of her arms with concern, "Mother, what's the matter?"

Mu Zhilan's face was pale and ugly, afraid that his son would be worried, so she shook her head forbearingly.

Having been a person for so many years, it was the first time I saw such a scene. It was really terrifying.

The whole process actually takes only a few minutes. In fact, in a country with strict gun control such as China, it is generally difficult for ordinary people to see guns.

The rain of bullets will only happen during the war years.

Generally young women are supposed to be scared, but Wushuang is still calm. She knew that Mu Jinchen must be injured, and Xu was afraid that they were worried, so she endured it.

"Leave here first." Mu Jinchen held Wushuang with one hand, and walked outside the door with Mu Zhilan in the other.

As soon as I arrived at the door, someone who shouldn't be here came into view.

Xia Su swept the group of three people. After seeing Mu Zhilan's pale face, his deserted eyes became even more cold, "How is it?"

Mu Zhilan glanced at her lightly and shook his head.

"R country is really good in ruling the country. There was such a large gun battle at the feet of the emperor. I think the top priority for the Lord is to go back and find out who is behind the back. I am lost."

Mu Jinchen glanced at him coldly, and walked past him freely.

"By the way, if the Lord doesn't mind, the person in charge can ask me to interrogate before making the decision."

Mu Jinchen said before the driver started the car.

Xia Su had her hands behind her, and she kept looking at the fading car, her pupils shrinking slightly.

"The whole process is felt-like search, regardless of life or death." The cold tone was enough to freeze three miles.

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After getting in the car, Wushuang went to grab Mu Jinchen's back for the first time.

"Both, carefully your hands."

Mu Zhilan looked at Wushuang's somewhat **** hands with a heartache.

Mu Jinchen grabbed her little hand again, and shook his head. At this time, his brows had been locked into the word "Chuan", gritted his teeth and let the cold sweat go out.

"Mom, Mu Jinchen was shot."

Hearing this, Mu Zhilan's expression became horrified, and he had been worried about Wushuang, but did not care about his son.

"Chen Er..."

Mu Jinchen gritted his teeth, tried to make his face look better, and shook his head at Mu Zhilan. "Mother, don't worry, the bullet wiped off the shoulder but didn't get in. Go back and put some medicine on it and bandage it. Just a moment, I have notified the medical team from Country R to come over. If I can’t support it later, you can ask Wushuang to bandage her hands..."

Mu Jinchen hadn't finished speaking yet, he really fainted because of excessive blood loss. He originally wanted to work hard to get it back, but he couldn't do it anymore.

"Mu Jinchen..."

"Chen Er..."

Wushuang opened his eyes wide and watched Mu Jinchen fall into his arms.

Mu Zhilan was also worried, and quickly took Mu Jinchen's hand, "Shuangshuang, what's wrong with Chen'er?"

(End of this chapter)