Ah Xing and the bodyguards had already restrained Wen Yun, and she was struggling like crazy.
"I'm going to kill him! Let me go, he's a murderer, I'm going to kill him!"
With scarlet eyes and disheveled hair, Wen Yun was like a lunatic. He was shot in the leg and kept screaming as he was pushed to the ground. The gun had been taken from his hand.
There were screams everywhere, and people ran in all directions.
"Master!" Ah Xing and the bodyguards gathered around at this moment, looking up and down at Leng Yihuang in shock.
At this moment, Cheng Min fell to the ground, Leng Yihuang picked her up and shouted sharply, "Go to the hospital!"
Seeing that his arm was injured, Ah Xing wanted to help him hold Cheng Min: "Master, let me do it."
Leng Yihuang shouted impatiently: "What are you talking about! Go!"
Lin Xiaomi stood there blankly. The ground, where Cheng Min had been lying, was bright red, and blood flowed from here to the car.
shocking!
This was the first time Lin Xiaomi saw so much blood with her own eyes. She reacted and followed quickly.
After getting into the car, the car sped away.
Cheng Min was shot in the back, leaning against Leng Yihuang's arms, his hand pressed tightly on the spot where she was shot, blood soon stained the seat red.
There was a medical kit in the car, but the blood couldn't be stopped no matter what.
"Master, you are injured."
Cheng Min looked at the wound on his arm, and said weakly, she raised her hand weakly to cover Leng Yihuang's wound.
"I'm fine, I'll be at the hospital soon." Leng Yihuang's face became tense, and he asked Ah Xing to contact Cheng Jie.
Lin Xiaomi sat in the front seat blankly, everything happened so suddenly just now, she didn't even have time to react.
Hearing Cheng Min's words, she summoned up the courage to turn around. Leng Yihuang had a pistol in his arm, and his shirt was stained red with blood, but he didn't care at all.
At this time, frowning, he pressed Cheng Min's wound tightly.
"Master, I'm cold, I'm so cold..."
Leng Yihuang held her in his arms: "I'll hold you, so you won't be cold anymore."
"Well, the young master's arms are very warm, can you... hold him tighter."
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang hugged her even tighter.
"That's great, I'm willing to die..."
"Nonsense! How can you die with such a small injury, you have to live for me!"
Leng Yihuang's voice had no warmth, it was as cold as the icy weather, and Lin Xiaomi's body shivered.
I don't know if he was frightened by the gunfight just now, or he was frozen by his tone.
She was sitting in the back seat, looking back at him, tightly clutching the silk scarf she took out of her bag.
It was originally intended to bandage his arm.
But from the moment he got in the car, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at her.
His face was livid and scary.
Lin Xiaomi felt a little uncomfortable. She knew that maybe it wasn't right at this time, but she still couldn't help it. She couldn't control the churning feeling in her heart.
It's just because her husband is holding tightly to the woman who has just blocked a shot for him and has always admired him.
"Master, it's great to save you." Cheng Min raised his head from his arms, and his gaze met Lin Xiaomi unexpectedly.
Her face was pale and bloodless, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
With staggered eyes, he looked up at Leng Yihuang's handsome face, his eyes were full of admiration, and his voice was like a silk: "Master, don't drive me away again, okay, I don't want... don't want to leave you, let me stay By your side, okay..."
Leng Yihuang shook her hand, nodded and agreed: "Okay."
"Really?"
"kindness."
The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The hospital had already been notified, and the doctors and nurses were already waiting outside.
Leng Yihuang carried Cheng Min out, and the doctors and nurses took over immediately, pushing her to the operating room quickly.
Lin Xiaomi also got out of the car. At the door of the operating room, the lights during the operation were already on.
Cheng Jie hasn't rushed over yet.
"Master, your arm is also injured, let's deal with it first." Ah Xing raised his hand and called a doctor.
Pushing the cart, the nurse didn't dare to let Leng Yihuang go to the ward for treatment, so she squatted beside him and treated his wound.
The bullet did not stay in the arm, and the wound penetrated, requiring stitches.
Lin Xiaomi stood aside and watched him quietly.
He lowered his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, frowned, and his face was full of obvious worry.
Cheng Min was hurt because of him, so he should be worried.
However, Lin Xiaomi didn't understand why she had a strange feeling.
In the past, when Cheng Min was arrogant in front of her, she could treat it like a clown, not caring, and even choking back with certainty.
Because she was sure that Leng Yihuang liked her, and he had no affection for Cheng Min.
But at this moment, Lin Xiaomi was suddenly a little dazed.
Does he really have no love for Cheng Min at all
Originally, she didn't care about Cheng Min's existence, because it was not important.
But just now, what Cheng Min had said to her when she was in Liancheng suddenly rang in her mind.
Cheng Min said that she didn't understand the relationship between Leng Yihuang and them at all. Between her and Cheng Min, Leng Yihuang would definitely choose the latter.
Before this, Lin Xiaomi only listened to it as a joke, but now...
Why is he so worried? He seems to have forgotten her existence.
The operation was still in progress. After the doctor treated Leng Yihuang's wound, Ah Xing walked over and asked, "Master, what should Wen Yun do?"
A cold light flashed in Leng Yihuang's eyes: "How to deal with it!"
"yes."
Leng Yihuang's words undoubtedly meant that Wen Yun would be sent to the police station for murder at gunpoint, and Wen Yun's jail time would be fixed.
Cheng Jie came out of the elevator in a panic, when the door of the operating room suddenly opened from the inside, and the attending doctor came out frowning.
Standing in front of Leng Yihuang, he said: "The position of the bullet is very bad, near the spine, I'm afraid..."
Eagle eyes looked at him coldly, thin lips parted slightly: "Afraid of what?"
"I'm afraid the patient will have to sit in a wheelchair in the future."
"Chengjie, you go." Leng Yihuang pursed his lips tightly and ordered.
The door of the operating room closed again, and the corridor became quiet again.
Leng Yihuang rubbed his hair vigorously, and when he raised his head, he met Lin Xiaomi's gaze.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand at her.
Lin Xiaomi's eyes fell on his bloody hands.
Leng Yihuang also noticed, got up to wash his hands, and then took her hand and sat on the chair.
"Scared?" he asked hoarsely.
"It's okay." Lin Xiaomi lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on his hands. For some reason, she always felt that the blood on his hands was not washed clean.
There were panicked footsteps in the corridor, looking up, it was Bai Chen running over quickly.
Looking her up and down, he asked anxiously, "Are you hurt? Are you hurt?"
Lin Xiaomi looked away, and said calmly, "It's not me who was hurt."