Chapter 1889

Hearing Jamie talking to himself so loud, Allen's face was slightly heavy. He picked up one side of the gauze, while hooking his right shoulder, he said: "I said before, I don't let you care, what do you still ask so much to do?"

"I..."

"I don't care about you yet..." After that, Jamie can only be in her own heart. She is red in her eyes and looks at Ellen's hard wiping blood. She is so distressed that she can hardly breathe.

Forced to inhale the nose, she tried to control their emotions, hoarse said: "on you, when can you clean up the wound? Get out of the way and I'll help you. " With that, Jamie grabbed the gauze directly from Allen's hand and began to help him wipe the blood on his shoulder bit by bit.

Looking at so many gauze are dyed red by blood, Jamie's tears can't help falling down at this moment. Hearing Jamie's sobbing, Allen's back is tight, and a touch of helplessness flashed in the dark eyes.

After carefully cleaning Alan's wound and applying good medicine, Jamie found him a clean shirt and changed it. "Although you don't want to tell me what happened to you, what I want to tell you is that you don't forget your own body. You are an artist. The most important thing for an artist is to protect his body Yes, in your next play, there are many action plays. You said that you were hurt like this. What if you tore the wound when you were filming? "

With the last button of his shirt fastened, Allen turned and said in a cold voice, "I've already said, my own body, I know myself. You don't have to worry too much."

"But..." Moist eyes are full of grievances and worries, Jamie fixed looking at the man standing in front of him, biting his lips and trying to ask: "are you injured to protect the night sister?"

With a slight frown on his sword eyebrows, Allen turned and sat down on the sofa beside him. He cocked his legs and said, "don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Her heart sank, and Jamie listened to Alan's answer, and the answer was clear, "it's really for her..."

"As long as you and I know about it, I don't want a third person to know about it." His eyelids raised slightly, and Allen gave a deep warning.

The slender fingertips gradually grasped the corner of her dress. Jamie pulled the corner of her mouth and nodded, "OK, I see. All right, you should have a rest. I'll go out and cook some soup for you. Now you need to make up for this situation. " With that, Jamie turned and left.

Coming out of Allen's room, Jamie leaned against the big kitchen stove, remembering how Alan had just been covered with blood, and her heart began to ache. "Why, why does that woman always want to implicate others at night?"

Thinking that before Allen abandoned everything for the sake of the evening, and now that she didn't even want her own life, Jamie's heart was full of resentment. Why, why should the evening always involve others like this? Why, why should Allen be so good to Xiangwan? Why does he always turn a blind eye to himself?

The red and swollen eyes were full of resentment and jealousy. Jamie stood there with his fists tightly clenched, and the whole person in his heart was extremely miserable.