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After that, there was a long period of silence, but then suddenly, footsteps rang out!

The door was pushed open at lightning speed, and a large number of uniformed bodyguards poured in, quickly controlling the man and his subordinates.

"Young Master Quan, are you alright?" Taking the lead to rush forward, Si Ye Jue placed his hand on Quan Yao's shoulder.

"I'm fine." Placing his hand on the wound on his chest, Quan Yao's tone was low enough to make anyone's hair stand on end, but it was clearly audible. He lowered his head with an extremely unsightly expression.

"Oh, I forgot you were a germaphobe." Therefore, no matter how close a Viscount was, he was not used to refusing someone else's blood.

"Yao, you're injured. How could you possibly be fine?" When Song September first heard the conversation between An Shengxia and that man, she felt her heart jumping out of her body. No one expected An Shengxia to be so ruthless. The reason why she attacked Quan Yao was only to protect An City.

How laughable that An Shengxia would actually treat her own husband so viciously for the sake of protecting other men.

If it was any other man, it would be a great shame and humiliation!

"Oh my god, you lost a lot of blood …" Even though Quan Yao had been pressing down, his blood still flowed out and quickly dripped to the ground. At a glance, it was extremely shocking, and Song September's entire body was trembling, afraid that Quan Yao would not be able to hold on.

"I'll go by myself." Blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth. When Quan Yao noticed it, he reached out and wiped it away. His face was unharmed, but his fingers were already stained red with blood.

"An Shengxia, go to hell!" Bo Ye Han stretched out his hand and grabbed An Shengxia's neck.

Closing her eyes, An Shengxia had yet to recover from her shock. She was still grasping the dagger in her hand, but she was scared stiff and threw it away.

"Young Master Bo, go drive." Stopping in his tracks, Quan Yao did not turn around. He merely gave a low-key command.

"Alright." Only then did he leave, for the time being he did not find trouble with An Shengxia.

However, the Viscount raised his hand, wanting to wake her up, but aside from Shen Jiang, he suppressed the anger in his heart and coldly said, "An Shengxia, you really opened my eyes. To tell you the truth, we have been waiting in ambush for a long time, both you and Young Master Quan will be fine, but you actually … …"

"…" However, she didn't know about it at the time. Moreover, she didn't want An Cheng, this innocent person, to be involved. In the end, it was because she and Quan Yao didn't have enough trust in each other.

If she had to say that she was in the wrong, she had nothing to say.

"I didn't expect you to be so vicious. From now on, it's best if you don't let me see you!" Disappointed, the viscount didn't even spare a second glance at An Shengxia before he left with the rest.

The only ones left in the abandoned farm were An Shengxia and An Cheng.

An Cheng's leg was injured, making it difficult for him to walk.

At first, An Shengxia wanted to carry him, but later, when she couldn't, she gritted her teeth and said, "Let me carry you."

"I'm sorry, I've implicated you." Compared to his injuries, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that Quan Yao's injuries were much worse. An Cheng had wanted to say something several times but held back.

"What are you saying? You came all the way here for my own good. I know that." Ye Zichen shook his head.

"But I did." There was a saying that even though he had done a good deed, An Cheng did not regret it. He would only rush over when he saw An Shengxia being kidnapped, even if there was a risk.

"I chose it myself. It has nothing to do with you." She was the one who fired the gun and couldn't blame anyone.

"I don't want you to owe him anything." It could be seen that the relationship between Quan Yao and An Shengxia was not stable, but An Cheng did not want it. An Shengxia felt that she owed him some debt, so she let it be so that they could continue their marriage.

"…" An Shengxia shook her head and didn't speak.

After walking for about two minutes, An Shengxia was so tired that she was gasping for breath. On the other hand, An Cheng's face was also extremely pale.

If he continued walking like this, he might even become a cripple in An City before he reached the hospital.

An Shengxia took out her cellphone and checked it, and then said unoptimistically, "What do we do now, this is a suburb, we can't even call a car. I called an ambulance, so we can't catch up immediately, the nearest hospital will need 30 minutes to walk, but your legs can't wait at all, you have to receive treatment as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry, I can persevere." Seeing that there was nothing An Shengxia could do, An Cheng shook his head and comforted her.

"No!" "When you get to the hospital, your legs will probably be crippled too …" Just when An Shengxia was at her wit's end, a luxurious car flew past in front of her.

It moved very quickly, sweeping up dust!

Gritting her teeth, An Shengxia first told An Cheng to wait on the spot for her for a while before she trotted over. She waited for the luxury car to turn and brake, then she stood in front of the car!

"Creak!"

An earth-shattering sound!

"Are you crazy?" In the driver's seat, that cold gaze of Bo Ye almost made him want to bite someone!

"Excuse me, can you take him?" Knocking on the car window, An Shengxia unconfidently asked.

Very quickly, the car window rolled down, but the one sitting in the first passenger seat was not Quan Yao, but the cold face of the Viscount, "I'm afraid not."

"His leg is injured. If you don't go to the hospital now, I'm afraid you'll be crippled. You should show some kindness!"

Turning back to look at An Cheng, An Shengxia's heart was burning with anxiety. This was a nanny car with a lot of capacity. It was more than enough to rub An Cheng, but they didn't agree.

"Then do you know that he is also injured? If you are still stuck here, it will affect his treatment!" Could it be that you want to make his illness worse? " A cold female voice came from the back seat. Just from the voice alone, one could tell that Song September was unhappy.

"An Shengxia, you can go!" He waved his hand and indicated that it would be best if An Shengxia left first. Most likely, no one wanted to see her face.

"Please, I'm begging you. Let him get on, okay?" If it wasn't for the urgency of the situation, An Shengxia wouldn't have blurted out the word 'begging'.

"Tell us, it's useless, no one can make a decision …"

The meaning behind his words was that they only listened to the ones with less authority.

"Please …" "I didn't mean to …" After taking two deep breaths, An Shengxia immediately knocked on the back seat. Only through the black window, she couldn't see him. He just lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Even so, he could still hear the woman's pleading voice. It was like an annoying little bird chirping, but he couldn't ignore it. "I'm sorry, I'm apologizing to you right now, I'm the one in the wrong."

Frowning, the man finally lowered the car window, but it was only to meet her red and swollen eyes. He coldly asked, "What are you crying for?"

"…"

"I said I won't bring it? What the f * ck are you crying for? "

Hearing this, An Shengxia was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and could only subconsciously ask, "What do you mean?"

"Midsummer! "If you swallow your tears back, I'll let him get on the carriage …"