Chapter 2100

He seems to give up everything, dagger, once again across, and his body wound, and one more.

There's more and more blood on his clothes.

Zhuo qianyun is also more and more frightened. Seeing that he has to scratch another wound, she rushes forward and holds his hand!

"Ye Wenming, don't hurt yourself any more!" She said.

His eyelashes trembled, raised his eyes and looked at her, "you don't want me to die, do you? You still have feelings for me, don't you, qianyun? "

Zhuo qianyun pursed her lips. "Even if I don't have any feelings for you, I'm not cold-blooded enough to see you bleed to death like this!"

As she spoke, she carefully took the dagger out of his hand.

Fortunately, he didn't insist on holding the dagger. Everything went well.

The blood on his body is still flowing, and his face is getting paler and paler. If it goes on like this, he will lose too much blood!

"You have to stop bleeding now, and then I'll take you to the hospital!" Zhuo qianyun immediately said, "where is your medicine box? Do you have cotton gauze? "

But before she finished, he suddenly hugged her.

Zhuo qianyun was startled, "Ye Wenming, you let me go, you are injured now!"

But he still hugged her hard. Suddenly, a bloody breath rushed into her mouth and nose, as if enveloping her.

"Would you... Like to have a baby?" He is still clinging to this problem.

Her body trembled, just don't know how to answer, suddenly, the door was opened, Ling still, Yi Jinli, there are many bodyguards to break through the experience.

And Ling still saw this scene in front of him, which was also a surprise.

"What's the matter? Sister Zhuo, you and ye Wenming, he... "Ling asked urgently.

"He was scratched by a dagger and lost a lot of blood. He should be bandaged quickly and sent to the hospital." Zhuo qianyun said.

Ling still quickly let people put Zhuo qianyun and ye Wenming separate, and let people first to Ye Wenming deal with the wound.

But in the process of wound treatment, ye Wenming has been holding Zhuo qianyun's hand, even behind, to the hospital. When he got on the bus, ye Wenming still held Zhuo qianyun's hand tightly.

Zhuo qianyun couldn't shake off Ye Wenming's hand at all, so she had to get on the car where ye Wenming was and go to the hospital together.

Ling and Yi Jin are still from another car.

"Fortunately, sister Zhuo was not hurt." Ling still mumbled, "what's the matter with Ye Wenming? How can you hurt yourself? "

When she just broke in, she almost thought it was Ye Wenming who hurt sister Zhuo!

"Because he was reluctant to hurt Zhuo qianyun, he could only hurt himself." Yi Jin left the way.

"That's the same. It's too extreme. If sister Zhuo doesn't care, if we don't come here, he'll just hang up!" Ling still said.

"He is gambling that Zhuo qianyun can't be indifferent." Yi Jin leaves light tunnel.

"But in that case, the stakes are too high. He's risking his own life!" Ling still frowned.

"That's because, for him, it doesn't matter if he really loses the bet." Yi Jin left the way.