Chapter 387

Cong Shan looked at the wound on his waist, touched it with his hand, and the blood immediately stained his fingers.

The man frowned, just at this time, Tang Shi took the clothes from the outside, opened a seam, put his hand in, "here you are."

It's Han rang's coat.

Cong Shan said in a low voice, "thank you."

"Nothing." Tang Shi closed the door, and her voice came from outside, "next time Don't pop up like this. "

After all, it's not a good idea.

Congshan light should be next, at this time on the side of the sink on the mobile phone vibration, he opened a look, is his hand sent a message.

[chief, have you escaped? 】

[chief, don't go back to Haicheng recently. Cong family is very wary of you. Don't come back! 】

[head, go home safely, leave us alone! 】

Cong Shan looked at the last line of words sent by his hand, his eyes deepened, and the pain from his waist made him feel revived. Outside, Tang poetry frowned, "how can I smell the smell of blood?"

Cong Shan's face immediately changed. He put the mobile phone back, turned on the cold water and hit him directly on the wound. The blood was washed out and the fresh flesh was turned out. Cong Shan snorted and Tang Shi said, "you fell in it?"

“…… No Cong Shan was silent. "I'm ok. You go out."

"Well, I'll make a room for you in the evening."

Tang Shi knocked on the outside door, even if he said hello. Then he went out. After a while, Tang Wei came in. He murmured softly, "brother Congshan? May I come in? "

He didn't call his little uncle any more. He called Congshan brother in a different way, and Congshan was stunned.

Tang Wei took his silence as his default. The child quietly pushed a crack from the outside and saw Cong Shan in the shower. The cold to hot water sprayed from under the shower nozzle. Cong Shan stood there, under his feet A pale pink streak of blood spread.

Tang Wei came in and closed the door with a medicine box in his hand.

Cong Shan squatted down, his face was wet by the water, the face under the steam was a little too white, "Why are you here?"

"Because I thought you might be hurt."

Tang Wei opened the medicine box a few steps forward. "It doesn't matter. We are all boys. Don't be shy."

“……” Cong Shanxin said that Tang Wei was quite open-minded.

"You're sitting on the edge of the bathtub." Tang Wei called him, "I brought anti-inflammatory drugs and new hemostatic gauze. I'll change it for you."

Cong Shan is silent and completely exposes his wound to Tang Wei. The child cleans his wound with the hot water sprinkled from above. Then Cong Shan turns off the tap and wipes his body dry.

Tang Wei sprayed disinfectant for him again, and the tingling made the man frown.

"You were chased, so you sneaked into this house, didn't you?"

Tang Wei seemed to see through everything, reached out and pressed on his wound, squeezed out some of his clotted blood, and then squeezed some ointment.

"You can't go to the hospital to see the wound, or it will be exposed." Tang Wei said softly, and his actions were still orderly. "I know you're not my little uncle, brother Congshan."

Cong Shan reached over Tang Wei's head and pressed it. His voice was hoarse. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry." Tang Wei's eyelashes trembled. "You and Mommy cheat me together. I'm afraid I'm sad. I can understand."

Tang Wei looked at Cong Shan's wound and said, "who made it? Is that the man Cong Xi? Cong family fighting? Did you escape? "

"Well." Congshan did not escape. Facing Tang Wei's maturity, he chose to confess, "I'm sorry to implicate you."

"It's not involved."

Tang Wei looked up and said, "don't let my mom know you're hurt. She'll just be silly and worry, and then let you stay a few more days."

"I know."

Cong Shan's voice is difficult. Tang Wei knows very well that if Tang poetry keeps Cong Shan for a few more days, it is likely to be overtaken by Cong Xi's people, which will affect the life safety of Tang poetry.

In Tang Wei's view of life value, his mother's Tang poetry ranks first.

So he said these words to Cong Shan, which actually means, don't stay too long, leave as soon as the injury is healed, and try not to drag my mom down.

Cong Shan understood, but could not refute.

Tang Wei took gauze and circled around his waist. His technique was obviously very skillful. "Have you done it yourself before?"

"No, this is the first time." Tang Wei answers faintly, the expression of that indifference is a bit like thin night unexpectedly.

After all, it's father and son, even the calm and rational nature is the same.

"I remember I told you before."

Finally, Tang Wei draws a love on it with a marker. Cong Shan wants to laugh because of the child's bad taste.

"I said, after going out, no matter it's life or death, don't contact us again."

The man he helped escape from the airport last time was Cong Shan.Tang Wei looked up and said, "I knew at that time that your identity was very dangerous. That's why I said you should not come to us. The farther away you are from us, the better. It's not safe for people like you to be around us. For example, if your existence threatens Mommy, can you protect her? "

His words were so straightforward that they could be called cruel.

Cong Shan is silent. Facing Tang Wei's directness, he couldn't say a word.

"Because you saved us once, that's why I chose to help you." Tang Wei stood up, tidied up the medicine box, and took out some anti-inflammatory drugs for him. "Remember to eat when you sleep at night. Don't let the wound get infected by water."

Cong Shan took it over and moved his Adam's apple up and down. There were some complicated feelings in his eyes. "Since you know I'm dangerous, Tang Wei, why are you driving me away And you're going to help me with the wound? "

He is communicating with Tang Wei in the tone of a man like himself.

The boy looked up at Congshan and said without hesitation, "because my mom believes you, I'll help you."

The joy, anger, sadness and joy of Tang poetry are all the reasons for his action.

Cong Shan said with a smile, "if Tang Shi knew you were like this, he would be very happy."

"No, don't let her know, never."

If I want to protect her, I just need to stand in the dark. My mom doesn't have to do anything, and she doesn't have to understand anything. Once she knows, she will worry, and I want her to be naive all her life. "

The little boy is too precocious and meticulous. He builds a strong wall in the shadow to block all the wind, frost, rain and snow for Tang poetry.

Cong Shan suddenly understood the heavy and strong emotion in Tang Wei's eyes.

That kind of mood, he once and thin night startle Hong to look at each other, also saw in his eyes.

Its name is mission.

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