As soon as Bo Zhan entered, he suddenly felt a murderous aura.
He dodged back and successfully avoided the stabbing knife.
Raise your hand, grab the wrist holding the knife, and pull...
When I was about to twist it hard, I saw it was Lan Xixi.
"Xixi?"
He immediately let go.
Lan Xixi had not yet reacted, her eyes blinded by anger and hatred.
She thrust towards the man!
"Puch!"
The knife pierced the chest, and the blood flowed freely!
Bo Zhanye's face tightened.
Lan Xixi turned pale with fright.
What hurt him was a moment of anger and collapse.
But it was really hurtful, and her palms trembled, fearing that she would panic and lose her hand.
At this moment, I suddenly realized:
"Bo...Bo Zhanye? Why is it you?"
Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched.
Did she forget what happened last night again?
But then she thought about it, it wasn't him she wanted to kill, so she should feel lucky?
He covered his chest with one hand and endured the pain:
"Eat more walnuts when you go back to improve your memory.
What are you doing standing there? Want to be a murderer? Go to the front desk to get the emergency kit."
"Oh!" Lan Xixi ran outside in a panic, her mind confused.
How could it be Bo Zhanye?
Last night she was raped by that driver...wait...
She remembered the man coming to the car vaguely and carrying her out...
After that, she felt that her breath smelled good and she kept looking for rescue...
besides......
'Bo Zhanye... your voice is so nice...'
'Bo Zhanye...'
'Hmm...like...save me...'
Scenes passed by like lightning, making Lan Xixi blush and go crazy!
OMG!
Who will tell her why the man turned into Bo Zhanye?
She actually kissed and hugged Bo Zhanye!
Ahhh!
what to do!
wrong......
Now is not the time to think about this. Bo Zhanye is still injured and she has to go back.
Lan Xixi quickly ran to the front desk, took the first aid kit, and went upstairs.
in the room.
Bo Zhanye sat on the small sofa, with a dignified posture and a calm expression.
But the fine sweat on his face and his pale complexion revealed the seriousness of the wound.
"The medicine box is here." Lan Xixi walked over quickly.
Looking at the inserted knife and the bright red blood, I felt guilty and anxious:
"Can you handle it on your own? Do you need to go to the hospital or call a doctor?"
It seemed that she was still worried about him.
Bo Zhanye didn't want the news of the injury to spread, after all, grandma had a bad impression of her.
What's more, he can still bear this kind of injury.
"It's okay." He said two words.
He pursed his lips, raised his hand, grasped the handle of the knife, and pulled the knife out forcefully.
‘Chi!’ Blood spattered out. Lan Xixi screamed in fear and closed her eyes:
"You, you...can you be gentle with yourself and take your time?"
She was weak and anxious, and she looked distressed and wanted to jump, which made Bo Zhanye's pain and nerves weaken. He took the cotton cloth and pressed his blood vessels, and then said:
"Some things can be done slowly, but some things can be done neatly and accurately to reduce time, pain, and unnecessary trouble."
There is something in his words.
Like a mature and steady professor who is full of academic ethics and is good at teaching.
Lan Xixi couldn't understand, but he could still say so many words, which made her feel at peace and less afraid.
She moved her fingers slightly, revealing her eyes:
"Stop talking and take care of the wound quickly. Do you want to help?"
"Well, help me pour the alcohol and prepare the medicine."
"Okay." Lan Xixi quickly took her little hand, bent down, poured alcohol on the medical cotton cloth, and handed it to him.