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A large "bloody hole" appeared on Yi Hao's chest. Because he had been soaked in the rain, the edges of the wound had turned white, and blood was continuously flowing out from the middle of the wound. *

Warmth was truly frightened by the wound. She looked at him with bloodshot eyes, saw that his face was pale and that his handsome forehead was covered with a thin layer of water that shone in the dim and somewhat yellowish light. She wondered if it was sweat or the rain outside …

She reached out to touch his wound, but before she could, she jerked her hand back in fright.

"Young Master, does it hurt?" "What's wrong?" she whispered in concern and heartache, then looked at him with tears in her eyes. She saw that his face was growing paler and paler, and her heart filled with a layer of fear.

He had suffered such heavy injuries, yet he was able to hold her hand and run so far. Furthermore, he had exchanged blows with so many men in black before. If it were her, she would have already rolled on the ground in pain.

"I'm sorry …" Warmth timidly glanced at the wound on Yi Hao's chest and apologized.

If she hadn't come back smart, it would have been easy for him to escape. However, because of her, he suffered such heavy injuries. She … *

Warmth saw the growing paleness in Ihao's face, and the remorse in his heart began to spread like wildfire.

The wounds on his chest and back were bleeding, and he felt himself growing weaker and weaker. Dizziness assaulted him, and he couldn't hold on any longer. Seeing the woman in front of him who could only cry at a critical moment, he had the sudden urge to run into her. Move.

Shouldn't she be thinking of a way to remove the bullet and stop the bleeding? They only know how to sit there crying and making people feel disgusted, but …

His heart had become surprisingly soft as he looked at the glistening tears in the dim light.

He had never been able to resist her tears. Ten years ago, when she had used her tears to hold him in place, he had panicked every time he saw her tears. He didn't like women crying, but every time this woman cried, his heart would be in chaos.

He looked straight at the warmth and the cold, and when the pain in his shoulder began again, he frowned and looked away, then took a quick look around the room.

When his sharp gaze landed on the few large boxes in front of him, he saw a simple first aid kit. He endured the pain and ordered in a low voice, "Give me the medicine kit!"

"Oh!" After listening to Ihao's instructions, Warmth quickly got up and ran over to get the first-aid kit.

The moment he opened the first-aid kit, only then did he realize that apart from a few bandages, tweezers, scissors, and a small amount of hemostatic drugs, there was really nothing else. This was indeed a simple first aid kit.

Yi Hao glanced at the items in the first aid kit, then looked down at the wound that was still bleeding. After thinking for a moment, he frowned and said in a low voice, "Cold and warm, help me retrieve the bullets!"

What?" Hearing this, Warmth was stunned. It took him a long time to understand what he meant.

Yi Hao raised his eyes and swept over her. He saw her shocked expression and remained emotionless. After a long while, he finally spoke up in a low voice, "There are only two of you here. If you don't help me get it, do you want the ghost to help me?"

It wasn't that she didn't want to help him. It was just that she knew it would hurt to take the bullet out of the wound, and she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Cold and warm, do you want to see me die?" Seeing the resistance in Warmth's eyes, Yi Hao rolled his eyes. Due to the special background of the Leng Clan, Leng Kui had hired people to specially teach her how to deal with emergencies and first aid. She should be very proficient in this area, there was no doubt about it.

Warmth saw the pain on Yi Hao's face and the sweat on his forehead. She was worried, so she shook her head desperately. "I don't want you to die. I really don't!"

"If you don't want to, then stop nagging. Hurry up and get the bullets for me!" Seeing that Warm had turned stiff from the slightest change, Ihao couldn't help but want to shout out loud. However, as soon as the word came out of his mouth, he was so agitated that he tore at his wound. Ihao couldn't help but frown in pain.

"Young Master, don't be agitated, I'll help you get it!" Warmth glanced at Iggy, who was agitated by her anger. She wiped her eyes, then turned her head to look at the cabin. When she saw the basin in the corner, she quickly got up and went out to get some water.

She had accidentally hooked a hose on her foot when she was helping Iggy into the house, so she knew there was a tap outside.

Warmth came in with a basin of water and placed it behind her. She immediately turned around and closed the door behind her, seeing that there were curtains in front of the door and windows, so she pulled them all shut to prevent the light from leaking out of the room.

There were people chasing them from outside. If they found them now, she and Ihao would both be finished.

After all this was done, Warmth returned to Ihao's side. She looked up at the wound, swallowed hard, and tried to calm herself.

The thought of treating Ihao's wounds made him so nervous that his hands were covered in cold sweat.

However, even though she was nervous, she tried her best to calm down. However, when she saw blood continuously gushing out from the wound, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Move.

He saw the tears in her eyes and felt a surge of warmth, but he, who had been cold for ten years, had never been moved by anyone. So he just looked at her coldly, as if her tears had nothing to do with him.

Warmth sniffed his nose before he swiftly pulled on it. He opened the bag and used a pair of scissors to cut a piece of gauze about fifteen centimeters long. After soaking it in water and drying it, he used it as a towel to carefully wipe off the cold sweat and blood on Yi Hao's face.

Seeing how serious and careful she looked, Ihao forgot about his hatred and his resistance. He just looked at her with half-closed eyes. The cold gauze lay close to the wound, and a sharp pain made him gasp. He frowned.

"Does it hurt? If it's painful, just scream out. Don't endure it! " Warm said softly as he cleaned up the wound.

However, Ihao clenched his teeth and didn't even make a sound. In the past ten years, he had not received any kind of injury, so what would a minor injury like this count as?

He stared at the ceiling, his mind racing.

After Warmth cleaned up Yi Hao's wounds, she exhaled nervously. "I'll get your bullets right away. It'll definitely hurt. Young Master, you have to endure it!"

He cut a fresh piece of gauze and handed it to her.

Yi Hao looked at the gauze coldly, but didn't have the intention of accepting it. He frowned for a while and said indifferently, "I don't need it. Hurry up and get it. Rest well. Tomorrow morning, we will bring it back to the Yi family!"

Warmth froze for a moment, but then nodded. He withdrew the gauze and picked up the tweezers and scissors with trembling hands.

"I'm going to start. It will be very painful. Young master, you have to endure it!" Warmth nervously took a breath, then hardened his heart. Two workers. At the same time, he gouged out the wound.

Ah!" As soon as the scissors touched the wound, Ihao began to twitch violently and cry out in pain.

With Yi Hao's body. Her body trembled, and her warm hands began to tremble. Her heart was gripped tightly, and a few tears fell from her eyes. They dripped onto Ihao's body, mixing together with her blood.

"Young Master, does it hurt?" Win looked at him worriedly.

However, Ihao clenched his teeth and laughed coldly. "Continue! I can endure this!" What was this pain? Could it compare with the pain in his heart all those years ago? Heh ~

When he thought of his mother's tragic death ten years ago, a layer of ice once again appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Ihao, who had turned pale from the pain, but was still as strong as ever, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. She continued to shed tears and …

There was another heart-wrenching pain. Ihao bit his lip, but he screamed in his heart, "No pain, not at all! "What does this little bit of pain count for? I've long forgotten about this bit of pain. What does this bit of pain count for?"

Warmth gritted her teeth, and felt the tweezers touch the bullet. She steeled her heart, and with a hard pry, the bullet shot out.

"Phew ~" After the bullet was taken out, Yi Hao heaved a sigh of relief. After Warm Snow had bandaged the wound on his chest, he ordered in a low voice, "Help me take out the bullet at the back of my shoulder!"

She bit her lip as she looked at his unsightly expression. Resisting the tears that were threatening to burst, she nodded and repeated the same action. Ten minutes later, she took out the second bullet.

Warmth skillfully finished bandaging Yi Hao's wounds, then quickly ran out while covering his mouth.

She sat outside under the eaves, listening to the sound of the rain splashing against everything, and she began to cry.

Suddenly, she understood why Yi Hao hated Leng Kui so much. If it was her, she would probably hate him even more.

That was because, as she bandaged his wounds, she had noticed that there were many scars on his back that had long since been scarred. The thought of what he might have been like ten years ago made her heart ache so badly she was on the verge of death.

She knew how ruthless Leng Kui was. If they offended him, he would send people to kill them no matter where he went. The fact that Yi Hao was able to survive the chase after him was already something that he was capable of and had a long life ahead of him …

Iowa didn't understand what was wrong with her when she saw Warmth suddenly rush out. He waited for a long time, but she didn't come in, so he managed to get up, walk to the window, and pull the curtain back. Through the crack in the window, he saw Warmth sitting on the steps, her head between her knees, and although he couldn't see her face, her thin shoulders were shaking so badly that he knew what she was doing.

At the sight of this, Yi Hao's pupils darkened. His half-squinting pupils deepened and his incomparably deep eyes made it hard for anyone to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

After looking at them warmly for a while, Yi Hao finally walked towards a few large wooden boxes. Opening the lid, he noticed that there were some dried shirts and blankets inside. He frowned, bent down and grabbed a shirt.

Warmth cried for a while outside, and after calming down her fluctuating emotions, she was also determined in her heart. From now on, she would definitely atone for Leng Kui's sins and not make Yi Hao any more angry, so she stood up and turned around to enter the house.

However, the moment she opened the door, the moment she saw him, the warmth disappeared. He couldn't help but let out a loud "Ah ~" when he opened his throat …