Tang Yong hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but take the initiative to greet the beautiful woman sitting next to him: "Miss-----"
He ignored his concerns and stared blankly at the gloomy world outside the plane window.
Are you really leaving like this
Why do I feel so unwilling
Paris, it was a city that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
When she came back from Paris, her plane landed at Yanjing International Airport. She stood on the spiral staircase and swore to herself that she would never leave China again.
Only in her own country can she find the freedom and enjoyment she wants------
The Chinese people are so familiar, the Chinese food is so delicious, the Chinese friends are so warm, and the Chinese relatives are so-----indifferent.
When people leave their hometown, they are worthless, and no amount of material wealth can make up for that.
But why did he leave again? And in such a humiliating way
Jiang Shangxin had a vague worry that she would never come back after going to Paris.
If the general doesn't want her to come back, she can't come back.
After the general took charge of the general's family, she could no longer come back.
"Fang Yan--------" The familiar figure reappeared in Jiang Shangxin's mind.
Why did I think of him at this time? Was it because of the regret in my heart and the anger and humiliation after being rejected
"Fang Yan, goodbye." Jiang Shangxin said to the empty tarmac outside. "You idiot, why did you reject me? I know you don't like me, even if you can only have me once-------"
Tang Yong swallowed and began to gather his strength to speak again.
"Miss-------"
Jiang Shangxin's thoughts were finally pulled back. She turned to look at the young man beside her and asked, "You called me?"
"Yes." Tang Yong nodded, looked at Jiang Shangxin and said, "Miss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Shangxin said.
"But your fingers are bleeding------" Tang Yong said, pointing at Jiang Shangxin's palm.
Jiang Shangxin glanced down and said, "It's okay."
Although Jiang Zhuliu had tied a silk handkerchief around the torn part of her finger, he did not apply any medicine and did not use medical tape to bandage the wound. As a result, the wound did not heal. Blood soaked the silk handkerchief and dyed it red, and blood was dripping to her feet.
In the past, such a wound on her body would have made her scream and shout. But now she was calm and composed as if nothing had happened.
Compared with the hurt I feel inside, what does this little pain mean
"That won't work." Tang Yong said. He waved his hand and called out, "Stewardess, please get the medicine box."
The stewardess immediately came over and asked, "Sir, how can I help you?"
"Please get the medicine box, this lady's finger is injured------" Tang Yong pointed at Jiang Shangxin and said.
The stewardess saw the finger on Jiang's body and said hurriedly, "Miss, are you okay? Do you want us to take you off the plane to see a doctor?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Shangxin glanced at the stewardess. "Bandage it up."
"Okay. Please wait." The flight attendant turned around to get the medicine box.
Jiang Shangxin wanted to untie the blood-red silk handkerchief, but it was tied too tightly by Jiang Zhuliu and it was difficult to do it with one hand.
Tang Yong looked at Jiang Shangxin's actions and said, "I'll help you."
"No need." The general refused.
"It's okay. We should help each other when we are out - who hasn't encountered difficulties?"
While Tang Yong was speaking, he lifted the small table in front of him, placed his worried arm on it, and then deftly untied the bow on her handkerchief.
The stewardess came over with a medical kit. Tang Yong stretched out his hand to the stewardess and said, "Cotton balls. Medicinal wine."
"Sir, are you a doctor?" The flight attendant opened the medicine box, handed over what Tang Yong needed, and asked with a puzzled expression.
"My father is a doctor, and I learned a few things from him." Tang Yong smiled shyly, looking like a kind and honest man.
"That's great." The stewardess complimented with a smile. "Doctor is such a great profession."
"Thank you." Tang Yong nodded and smiled at the flight attendant.
The silk handkerchief was untied and thrown into the garbage bag. Tang Yong used a cotton ball to clean the blood from the wound, revealing the original appearance of the finger.
Seeing the torn skin and flesh of the finger almost showing the bones, Tang Yong said in surprise: "Oh my God, what happened? Miss, your finger is seriously injured. If it gets inflamed, the consequences will be disastrous. If the hand bones are necrotic, you may need to amputate the finger, do you know that?"
"I know." Jiang Shangxin said. In fact, she didn't know, she didn't even know how badly she was hurt.
She didn't want to open the handkerchief to look, and subconsciously she was unwilling to touch the handkerchief that wrapped the wound.
How great it would be if this could sever the relationship between me and Jiang Zhuliu.
"Then why are you------" Tang Yong originally wanted to ask, since you knew, why didn't you go to the hospital to bandage the wound before coming back? But seeing the woman's cold expression and hostile eyes, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
This is a woman with a story!
Moreover, she has a strong sense of self-defense and is unwilling to let others touch her easily.
Tang Yongbang applied a thick layer of ointment on the injured finger, and then carefully bandaged the wound with gauze.
It can be seen that Jiang Zhuliu does have a certain medical background. His bandaging technique is simple and professional, and the tightness is appropriate, so it will not make people feel pain, and the gauze will not fall off if pulled casually.
After tying the gauze into a knot, Tang Yong said, "Okay. Do you feel uncomfortable? If not, I'll help you adjust it."
"No need." Jiang Shangxin withdrew his arm.
The flight attendant packed up the medicine box and the garbage bag, then looked at Tang Yong and said, "Thank you so much, sir."
"You're welcome." Tang Yong said with a smile.
After the flight attendant left, Tang Yong looked at Jiang Shangxin who was looking out the window again and said, "Are you reluctant to leave this city?"
"I'm not in a good mood, you don't have to talk to me." Jiang Shangxin said coldly. "I know you mean well, but I feel sorry for ignoring your enthusiasm, and I feel very tired."
Tang Yong was embarrassed. He rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "I'm sorry. I just wanted us to sit together. We are going to Paris together. I want to have someone to talk to on the journey, and we can become friends who can take care of each other in Paris."
"Thank you." Jiang Shangxin said.
Tang Yong knew that Jiang Shangxin didn't want to talk, so he took a newspaper from the back pocket of the seat and started reading.
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Liu Jiang stood at the airport gate, took out his cell phone from his pocket and started making a call.
"Has Shangxin left?" Li Yun's voice came from the microphone.
"Let's go." Liu Jiang said. "The lady is not in a good mood."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before a voice came again: "Come back, thank you for your hard work."
"Jiang Zhuliu came to see the young lady." Liu Jiang said. Although he was an undercover agent who arranged his family to be next to Li Yun, Li Yun also knew his identity. However, before everyone tore their faces apart, he still had to fulfill his duties as the chairman's driver.
"Jiang Zhuliu?" Li Yun's voice was clearly raised, and her tone was a little sharp. "What is he going to do?"
"He said he came to say goodbye to the lady. I wasn't in the car, so I don't know what they said to each other-------"
"You mean he's not the Shangxin that he met at the airport?"
"At the entrance to the airport highway." Liu Jiang said.
There was silence on the other end of the phone again.
After a long time, a crisp sound of "crack" was heard.
Li Yun hung up the phone.
Obviously, Jiang Zhuliu's behavior made Li Yun very angry.
Liu Jiang put away his phone and was about to walk towards the parking lot when a man hurriedly walked towards him from behind.
Liu Jiang had a strong sense of crisis and his first reaction was to hide to the side of the road.
Whoosh-----
A cold object flew to the back of his neck. When he reached out to touch it, his neck felt painful as if it was pricked by a needle.
"This is a bee snake------" A hoarse and strange Xiang voice sounded beside his ears. He turned around and looked over, but there was no figure.
When he turned around again, a thin dark man wearing a black sportswear and a one-piece hat stood in front of him.
"Its mouth is like a needle, so it can't eat meat, it only likes to drink blood-----" The dark and thin man stared at Liu Jiang fiercely. "Of course, when drinking blood, it will naturally pierce its long mouth into your flesh. The long mouth is extremely poisonous. If you don't get an antidote within half an hour, you will bleed to death from all seven orifices."
"Who are you?" Liu Jiang asked in a harsh voice, reaching into his arms to touch the gun.
"Before you pull out your gun, you might as well look at the palm of your hand first." The dark and thin man said. He knew what Liu Jiang wanted to do.
Liu Jiang spread out his palm, and countless tiny red spots appeared on the palm of his hand. Those red spots appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the palm of his hand was filled, and then spread to his arm.
"What is this?" Liu Jiang asked anxiously.
"Bee snake spots." The dark and thin man said with a smile, "Bee snakes are very narcissistic. They like to turn their food into the same skin color as themselves. Oh, and now they are still lying on your neck and won't come down."
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Liu Jiang roared angrily.
He was really pissed. What had I done to offend anyone? I went to the airport to see someone off but met a psychopath --- and the key point was that this psychopath was very lethal.
When he was stared at with that kind of eyes, he felt goosebumps all over his body.
The back felt eerie, as if it was being coveted by a group of terrifying poisonous creatures.
"What do you care about?" asked the thin and dark man.
Liu Jiang calmed down instantly, looked at the dark and thin man and asked, "Are you Fang Yan's man?"
"Back to my question. What do you care about?"
"She's already boarded the plane." Liu Jiang said. "The plane has taken off now-------"
The dark and thin man frowned and said, "The plane can't take off, and she can't go to Paris-------" (To be continued)