"You are injured!" Luo Anning frowned when he pulled his abnormally vertical left arm.

Who is Du Xiaoran?

A gentle and handsome man who is as untainted as a banished immortal, he is always clean and has a slight fresh mint smell, but now he is coming to her with dirty blood.

For her, he actually decided to join the blood evil organization that he had avoided like a snake or a scorpion...

For him, Luo Anning had more regrets. The pure and helpless relationship was a past that neither of them wanted to mention.

"Do you still care if I am injured?" Du Xiaoran's body was stiff, and there was a self-deprecating feeling in his tone that could not be ignored.

She refused to even give him hatred. Did she really want to remove him from her mind completely?

Did she really fall in love with Rong Yan?

Thinking of it, Du Xiaoran's heart tightened, and the pain was accompanied by like a shadow, spreading throughout his limbs and bones, almost destroying all his strength.

"Xiao Ran, I think we can still be friends if we can't be lovers. If a friend is injured, I will care for it." Luo Anning tentatively pulled his black shirt high and exposed his fair arms.

Gradually, the flesh and blood were blurred and the wound that had already formed black blood scabs were exposed to her eyes.

A trace of shock flashed across her face, and she looked at him for a moment and said something was a mess. He was not a person who didn't care about his body...

"Sorry, the wound scares you." Du Xiaoran smiled tenderly, lowered his rolled-up sleeves, staring at her greedily with amber eyes.

After a while, he spoke bitterly: "Originally, I shouldn't have been here for this mission, but I came on my own initiative. The purpose is to be able to look at you, even if it's just a glance from afar. But I underestimated my greed, and I want more than this..."

"Xiao Ran, stop talking!" Luo Anning interrupted him: "You should go to the hospital right now!"

"This is a gunshot wound. If you go to the hospital, I believe that within ten minutes, there will be a police officer to file the record."

"What should I do with your wound? You can't keep dragging it like this. Your left arm will be ruined later!" Luo Anning was anxious, with obvious concern and excitement in his tone.

Du Xiaoran looked at her with a gentle smile. Now, it is enough to see the care and concern for her on her face and eyes again.

It is enough to support him to continue to suffer the long years of the next one.

"Young Master!" Not far away, two men and women in black leather clothes shouted softly.

The worry and fear that could not be concealed in the voice.

Du Xiaoran did not react at all. His overly beautiful amber eyes stared at the person who was thinking about him in front of him, "An Ning, can I hug you? Just do it all at once."

"I promise you that you will go to treatment?" Luo Anning frowned and asked softly.

"Yes." He smiled gently, handsome and elegant.

Luo Anning nodded, and Du Xiaoran's smile on the corner of his lips became more gentle and doting. He stepped forward and hugged her with his intact right arm.

Smelling the faint fragrance unique to her, Du Xiaoran's mood was unprecedentedly calm, as if he had her, he had the whole world, so satisfied and regretless...
Chapter completed!