While comforting Bai Yue, Jiang Ling threw the bullets on the plate aside with two clangs. He immediately changed his gesture to stop the bleeding for Bai Yue, and then said, "The bullets have been taken out... You will be fine, you will be fine."

Bai Yue smiled weakly, and the blood on his face faded instantly, as if his life was pulling away from his body bit by bit. He slowly closed his eyes, "But I'm so tired... The bullet was finally taken out. Can I have a sleep?"

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment. While bandaging the wound to stop bleeding, he pressed the skin on his artery and noticed that the temperature on Bai Yue's body was getting lower and lower.

"No... it will be fine, Bai Yue, you must hold on... The bullets have been taken out, and you can't have any more trouble."

If he died of excessive blood loss, Jiang Ling would definitely not forgive him.

"Bai Yue!"

Seeing that Bai Yue's eyes were about to close, Jiang Ling held Bai Yue's hand and tried to transfer his heat to Bai Yue. His body was too cold. Because he lost too much blood, the temperature of his body gradually dropped. Jiang Ling had no choice but to turn on the heat in the room in Xiatian.

He went to make a basin of hot water, wiped all the blood-stained areas for Bai Yue, and dragged the whole room inside and out until there was no smell of blood. He returned to the room with sweat all over his head, and the heating was buzzing, and Bai Yue's face finally had blood on it.

Jiang Ling looked at Bai Yue's appearance and looked at the rag in his hand. For some reason, he suddenly laughed softly, and then the man threw the rag on the table aside and took two steps back to sit down.

Sitting down, he reached out to cover his face.

I don’t know why I suddenly felt relieved, and I don’t know why, if something happened to Bai Yue, he would be so nervous.

Jiang Ling gasped for a while. Later, he stood up and slowly walked to Bai Yue's bed. His eyes were closed and he fell into a long sleep. Jiang Ling reached out to take off his clothes completely.

Then he took it outside and burned it, took another set of clothes that he had not worn before from the wardrobe, cut off the tag, and put it next to Bai Yue.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Ling considered that Bai Yue's body temperature was low now, so he could only sigh and walked forward, and sat down beside the bed.

Then, Jiang Ling reached out and lifted Bai Yue up and put his clothes on his head from underneath. He was still the Jiang family who grew up with rich clothes and food. It was the first time he was serving others to wear clothes, and he was even seriously injured and unconscious.

When he tied the buttons of Bai Yue's shirt, he accidentally touched Bai Yue's skin on his waist. The slightly cool touch made Jiang Ling's fingers tremble violently.

He withdrew his hand and stared at Bai Yue blankly.

Looking at his silver hair, his fairer face than a normal man, he just sleeps there with his eyes closed, and it seems that he will never wake up.

Jiang Ling's pulse accelerated and aroused at this moment. He didn't say anything, but he buttoned Bai Yue in a panic, then turned around and left. It seemed that he would be infected by a virus after taking a look at Bai Yue. He quickly left the room and deliberately reduced his strength when closing the door.

Then Jiang Ling leaned against the door and took a few deep breaths.

What's going on...

Why...there is this illusion?
Chapter completed!