He stretched out his blood-stained hand and wanted to touch her.
Qiao Ran immediately grabbed his hand, "Qingyan, what do you want to say?"
"You're okay... An'an is okay... just fine..."
Gu Qingyan spoke intermittently, trying hard to speak every word.
"You'll be fine." Qiao Ran choked, pressing his wound harder to stop the bleeding.
"Of course, I finally...have the face to see you..." He was so angry that his voice became lower and lower, "I have no regrets..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I have regrets, listen! If you dare to do anything, I will hate you forever." She warned him with choked sobs.
A gentle smile appeared on Gu Qingyan's lips, "Okay, we have agreed...for the rest of our lives...can't go back on our word..."
It doesn't matter if she hates him for the rest of her life, at least he will always be in her heart, and he is content.
At this moment, he looked at her affectionately.
He has a clear and handsome face, and his eyes are as clear as the skylight and cloud shadows.
At this moment, he was still the same as before. He finally returned to the Gu Qingyan he used to be.
Qiao Ran's eyes were moist.
She held back tears, and his words were like farewell.
She couldn't accept it.
She is becoming more and more fragile now and cannot accept the separation of life and death. She does not want anyone to leave her and pass away like this.
She would never allow it.
She pressed his wound hard, but the bright red blood that kept coming out spread out in all directions, spreading like fear, making her limbs and bones feel cold.
Gu Qingyan seemed to be tired, his eyes were getting blurry and blurred, and with the flow of blood, he felt that the warmth was withdrawing.
His lips trembled, "It's cold...hug me...ok?"
"Are you cold?" Qiao Ran hurriedly leaned down, hugged him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, while still not giving up, pressing the wound to stop the bleeding.
Gu Qingyan leaned his head in front of her, absorbing her warmth. He closed his eyes with satisfaction.
"Don't close your eyes, hold on, don't fall asleep." Qiao Ran touched Gu Qingyan's face and patted him gently to keep him awake.
Qiao Ze'an also sat next to Gu Qingyan, "Uncle Gu, you must hold on."
Knowing that it was Gu Qingyan who saved him, Qiao Ze'an felt filled with gratitude and guilt.
At this time, Gong Suyan rushed to the top floor with his men. He had already eliminated all the men in black downstairs. Judging from the sound of gunshots, there was a firefight on the top floor.
He immediately rushed to the platform with his men.
As soon as they came out, they saw men in black lying scattered on the top floor. Qiao Ze was safe and sound. Gu Qingyan was lying in Qiao Ran's arms. There was a large amount of blood on his chest. He must have been injured.
Gong Suyan calmly pressed the communicator, "The ambulance is coming in, garage No. S, on the top floor. Bring a stretcher, hemostatic agent, oxygen mask, speed."
He comforted, "Qiao Ran, I have equipped an ambulance to accompany you. We have professional medical care and will arrive immediately."
Originally, he was preparing it for his subordinates, so that if anyone was injured, he could rescue them in time.
Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyan was shot.
"Yes." Qiao Ran nodded repeatedly. Gong Suyan always thought the most thoughtful thing.
Qiao Ze'an held Gu Qingyan's hand and said, "Uncle Gu, you must hold on! The ambulance is already here."
Gu Qingyan was unable to speak. He kept his last bit of consciousness to prevent himself from falling asleep.
It doesn't matter, he has no regrets. He left a suicide note before leaving. He never thought about going back alive. She forgave him, and that was enough.
At this time, the two men in black who had fallen on the ground slowly stood up.
The people brought by Gong Suyan were immediately alert and pointed their guns at them.