Jiang Nanxi and Jiang Yunmeng were both injured.

Jiang Nanxi knocked away Ye Beixiao, and the bullet flew over her shoulder, leaving a burn on her shoulder, which was so painful.

Jiang Nanxi's scalpel flew over Jiang Yunmeng's wrist in a rotation, cutting her wrist artery, and blood almost ejected.

Jiang Yunmeng's wrist softened and the gun in her hand fell to the ground. Jiang Nanxi judged that it must be the scalpel that cut the nerve line on Jiang Yunmeng's wrist, causing her wrist to lose strength.

Ye Beixiao's face turned pale and he shouted at Jiang Nanxi: "Are you stupid? Do you use your actions?"

He could dodge without her knocking him away, but when she hit him, he became distracted.

Now seeing her being injured, she is strangled to death.

It hurts her body, it hurts his heart!

He looked at Jiang Nanxi's shoulders, bloody and bloody, and the burnt smell of barbecue.

His eyes trembled, not knowing what to do.

The gunshot wound hurts a lot more than a knife wound. Even Jiang Nanxi had experienced it before, but now she is sweating profusely.

She took out the silver needle from her bag and gave herself a few needles to relieve the pain. She took out a small bottle and asked Ye Beixiao to apply ointment to the wound.

This ointment was used by Jiang Yunshen just now, which is used to sterilize, anti-inflammatory and muscle-generating.

Although Ye Beixiao's movements were lighter, Jiang Nanxi also lost his blood on his face because of pain.

Ye Beixiao tore open his white shirt, tore a strip of cloth, and bandage Jiang Nanxi's wounds.

Although the wound is relatively simple to treat, care is chaotic, and Ye Beixiao's clothes are also wet with sweat.

He still had anger and glared at Jiang Nanxi: "If you make your own decisions, I will never forgive you!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled with a pale face: "I'm fine, but I can't lose you!"

One sentence made Ye Beixiao's heart turbulent.

He held her in his arms and was still scolding: "You said this as if I could lose you!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled softly: "Ye Shen, pay attention to your demeanor. You have been swearing, and you are scolding me!"

"I, what's wrong with me scolding you? You're going to scare me to death, do you know?"

Ye Beixiao hugged her tightly, his heart trembling constantly.

He actually saw Jiang Yunmeng's intention. She was not trying to really kill him, but wanted to hurt him and create chaos. She took the opportunity to escape, but Jiang Nanxi believed it and took action decisively.

Ye Beixiao stared at Jiang Yunmeng fiercely, wishing to shoot her.

He said to the bodyguard: "Take her away! Kidnapping and extortion, illegally holding a gun, and injuring someone with a gun. Let her be in prison and spend the rest of her life!"

A bodyguard stepped forward to capture Jiang Yunmeng, and a bodyguard bent down to pick up Jiang Nanxi's scalpel, wiped the blood on it with a tissue, and handed it to Jiang Nanxi.

He was a little impressed. Why was Jiang Nanxi's hand so fast and how was his technique so accurate?

At the same time, he picked up Jiang Yunmeng's small pistol and handed it to Ye Beixiao.

Ye Beixiao pointed his gun at Jiang Yunmeng: "You can also taste the bullet!"

Jiang Yunmeng laughed: "You shoot, it's worth it if I die in your hands!"

"Stinky woman, what stupid things are you saying!" Suddenly a male voice came from behind everyone.

Jiang Nanxi and Ye Beixiao turned around at the same time and saw a burly man walking outside the ward.

This man is about the same height as Ye Beixiao, but his body looks much thicker.

He had a big honey-colored face, thick eyebrows, sword eyes, a tall nose and a big mouth, and looked fierce. He looked very heroic and heroic.

Jiang Nanxi didn't know him, but he vaguely guessed who this person was.

Ye Beixiao snorted coldly: "Yin Cheng'an, do you dare to go to Ancheng's territory, do I agree?"

Yin Chengan smiled faintly: "Ye Shen, two women are just fighting, why bother to be serious?"
Chapter completed!