In fact, with Fu Xixi's vision, she couldn't see Bo Zhanye being injured.
Even the second she was taken into his arms, she felt unusually relieved and excited.
It seems that at any time, he can react immediately to protect her.
But... after she was still in shock, she heard Lin Meiyan's scream from behind, and the concern from the man who came up:
"Master Jiu, are you okay?"
"Sorry! We'll contact the doctor right away!"
Fu Xixi watched the man hurriedly, then realized something later, and quickly got out of Bo Zhanye's arms, and then found that the knife that originally stabbed her chest was inserted into his back.
The white shirt has been dyed with a huge bright red hibiscus flower!
Suddenly, bitterness and complexity spread in my heart.
He had been shot in the ward while protecting her before. She was unconscious at the time and could not experience it so clearly.
But now, he can obviously deal with Lin Meiyan, but he uses his body and body to protect her.
Touched, sad, and uneasy, her face and steps became weak. She supported his body and her voice trembled:
"Bo Zhanye...how are you?"
Bo Zhanye frowned at this moment, with dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and his handsome face was also a little pale.
However, he still comforted her softly: "It's okay. This little injury won't kill you. Just be okay."
He still cares about her to this day!
The tip of Fu Xixi's nose felt sour: "You are so stupid, such a fool! What a fool!"
"Haha." Bo Zhanye smiled and touched Fu Xixi's little hand: "There's nothing wrong with being stupid, I can plant it in your hand."
Fu Xixi: "..."
"I'm almost dying of anxiety and heartbroken, but you still have the guts to say this!"
"Does it hurt?"
"They have contacted the doctor and they should be here soon. Just bear with it."
As she said that, she looked at the two men anxiously: "You guys help carry Master Jiu back to the B&B first. He definitely can't go back to the Imperial City for treatment after such a long journey."
A man was in a dilemma: "We are all gone, what should we do with this woman?"
Fu Xixi looked at Lin Meiyan. Although she had no memory, these two meetings made her extremely disgusted and disgusted.
Thinking of her doing such a crazy thing and hurting Bo Zhanye, he wanted to plunge the knife into her body.
She said: "Tie her to the tree temporarily."
"Forehead......"
"good!"
Soon, Lin Meiyan was quickly tied to a tree by two people, from her neck to her feet.
"Fu Xixi! You bitch...ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, Fu Xixi blocked him with a bag of dung on the ground.
Smelly and bitter!
She was immediately furious and her eyes were red.
But Fu Xixi didn't pay attention at all: "Anyway, your mouth is so dirty, it's suitable for eating dirt."
Then, he took the two of them to help Bo Zhanye back to the B&B.
...
Soon, several people carefully laid Bo Zhanye down on the bed.
Jiang Duoer and Lan Jiao looked shocked: "What's going on?"
"How can you get hurt if you go for a walk?"
Fu Xixi said: "When I met Lin Meiyan, she went crazy and wanted to kill me. It was only when Master Jiu saved me that I got hurt."
As he spoke, his voice was choked again, and he looked at the two men: "Have you made contact? How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?"
"Arrangements have been made quickly. It only takes fifteen minutes for the helicopter to arrive."
fifteen minutes......
Fifteen minutes is a long time for Fu Xixi.
She always felt that if she delayed for one minute, Bo Zhanye would die.
Fortunately, Gillian said: "I learned some simple wound treatment. I will clean the wound for Master Jiu first, and then take out the knife when the doctor arrives."
"Okay, thank you." Fu Xixi was very grateful and helped to fetch the water and handed over a towel.
Every move he made was filled with worry.
Bo Zhanye looked at the little woman's busy posture and couldn't help but curling up the corner of his mouth: "Xiaoxi."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Fu Xixi quickly walked to him and squatted down: "I'm here."
Bo Zhanye wanted to say that he had suffered many such injuries before and was not in serious danger, so she didn't need to worry.
But at this moment, he suddenly wanted to make himself weak and pitiful: "It hurts a little, I want to hold your hand."