Sweetheart,Don't run away

Looking at Mo Jinghao's familiar car driving into the villa, he seems to be wondering.

The car stopped, but Mo Yanke didn't say a word. He hasn't said a word since he got on the bus just now.

"I'm going. Thank you for today

Mo Yanke still doesn't speak. Aimeng can't help it. He opens the car door. A cool wind blows. He can't help shivering. Then he closes the door.

The man didn't know whether he was angry or really angry. The car suddenly brushed, turned around and left. It seems to be venting the strong anger in my heart.

Aimeng didn't expect that they could meet again. At the beginning, he said to let her be free. She thought that she would never see her in her life, at least this year. But she didn't expect that in a few days, she met again in this way.

It seems that every time she is embarrassed in front of him.

When I opened the door of the villa, I was scared when I turned on the light. Jing Hao covers his shoulder and sits on the sofa, with blood dripping on the ground.

"What's wrong with you? How are you hurt?" Put down the bag on his hand and trot over. Jing Hao's face is a little pale. The wound on his shoulder seems to be deep. If you don't look at the black leather coat carefully, you may not see the injury, but his hand is covered with blood, and his lips begin to turn white. It is estimated that the blood has been flowing for a long time.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, Mengmeng, I can't go to the hospital. You know, I can't go to the hospital. Now there are people out there who are catching me." The failure of this operation is a stain in his life. He has been in this business for nearly five years, and he has never failed once. The only failure was the last one in the hospital.

But he was lucky to escape that time, but this time, not only the target was not killed, but he was injured himself. The worst thing is that he actually affected the police, and now there are people who are arresting him everywhere.

Aimeng suddenly panicked. She had never seen so much blood. "What should I do? You are bleeding. What should I do now? How can I stop the bleeding for you?"

Jing Haoqiang was in a good mood, and then pulled aside a smile, "Mengmeng, my good girl, don't be nervous now. There is a medicine box in the cabinet under the TV in front of you. You go to take it out first, and then I'll tell you how to do it."

If it's a small wound, he must be able to deal with it by himself, but the wound has been more than three hours, and it's still a bullet wound. Although the bullet didn't go in, it was just a scratch, but they used a new type of gun. If they didn't handle it properly, I'm afraid his hand would be useless.

Aimeng suddenly burst into tears in panic. She is a simple person. Even if she is with Mo Yanke, she doesn't see such a scene, because every time, she can save herself from danger. Every time in the most dangerous time, Mo Yanke always appears in time.

Stand up, and then hastily wiped his tears, now is not the time to cry, "well, OK, I'll go to get the medicine box right away."

Only the medicine box was brought, but Aimeng was at a loss. When she was a child, she was rarely injured, and bleeding was even less, because her father always protected her very well. Even if she had a small cold, her father was always nervous to death. As a child, her body was well conditioned, so she never saw such a scene.

"I've got my medicine box. What should I do? Do you want to take off your coat first?"

Jinghao just nodded weakly. His physical strength was almost consumed when he ran away just now. Now his voice is much lighter.

The coat was taken off, and the clothes were also taken off. At this time, Aimeng was more sober and calm. He quickly took down the blanket from the upstairs. Although the man's chest without a coat looked a little embarrassed, he could not care so much now.

Put the blanket over him, and then the injured arm was put on the side of the sofa. She opened the medicine box, but she couldn't do anything about it. There were all kinds of things in it, and she was dazzled. She only knew gauze and cotton, and alcohol.

"Jinghao, don't sleep. First tell me how to treat your wound. I won't. I don't know these things."

"Mengmeng, you first take out the alcohol to disinfect me, and then take out the bottle and sprinkle this powder on it." I'll take care of the rest when I recover. If it wasn't for the fact that he was injured a lot and his physical strength was overdrawn too much, he really didn't want her to see these pictures.

"Well, that's good." She tried to bear the pain of doing evil in her stomach and wiped it with cotton a little bit. At last, even she was sweating. Her body was also covered with blood. Her clothes were just worn from Mo Yanke's villa today, but now they are stained with Jing Hao's blood everywhere.

"Well, I'll get you some hot water and some food. You lie down and have a rest

After finishing the living room a little, she felt her hands shaking and took a deep breath. Then she went to the kitchen to boil water. Fortunately, she didn't eat much in the fridge. She made a bowl of noodles with ready-made ingredients, and made some ham, poached eggs and minced meat.After making the noodles, she can't wait to start stewing. She doesn't know how Jinghao was injured, but the wound just now is shocking. Now she thinks it's frightening.

Seeing that he looks so pale, he should be mended now.

Even though he was very weak at the moment, Jing Hao still finished this bowl of noodles. He knew that his life was saved, but his body was really not good. This task was not very difficult, but it seemed that he had been plotted. Otherwise, no one could know his whereabouts, and the calculation was so accurate. That shot was fatal, but it was because of his flash The bullet passed his arm.

"Do you feel much better now, and do you feel any discomfort? I stewed Spareribs Soup for you in the kitchen, and you can eat it in a few hours. You can drink more then. You look very pale. You don't look well Aimeng sat in front of him with a nervous face. It seemed that she had never seen him like this.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. I scared you just now."

"No, I just haven't met these things, so." Aimeng smiles awkwardly. Then I felt my head in shame. "If you are cold or not, I'll go and get you a quilt. It's not suitable for your body to walk now. I'll make do with it and have a rest on the sofa today. Anyway, my kitchen is still stewing soup."

"Well, I'll trouble you. Thank you just now

"What do you say? You saved my life. It's too outsider. Wait. I'll go upstairs and get a quilt first."

"Well, good." Jing Hao nodded weakly and answered.