Leng Lintian leaned against her and moved slowly. Leng Jiaren held his other arm and returned to his seat.

"I didn't expect those cloaked men to follow the platform." Jing Jiaren recalled the shocking scene just now.

"There were too many people coming this time. It took about a minute for the ring to be swept up."

So dozens of cloaked men ran in after him.

Leng Lintian almost didn't escape...

Jing Jiaren took out the water and carefully unscrewed the bottle cap for him: "Would you like some water?"

Leng Lintian reached out to take it, but the water bottle almost fell from his fingers, but fortunately Jing Jiaren caught it quickly.

The corners of Leng Lintian's lips curled up, and he weakly leaned back on the chair: "Tsk, I'm getting old."

"Then take a rest and drink later." Jing Jiaren put the water bottle aside. After all, there is no cup, so it is not easy to feed like this.

Leng Jiaren took a tissue and wiped it on Leng Lintian's forehead: "Lintian, you sweat a lot."

Leng Lintian slowly regained his strength, and his eyes fell on Gong Zihua, who was lying on the opposite side like a dead pig: "Is he okay?"

"Well, I just fainted temporarily."

"Lintian, are you injured? Take off your clothes and let me take a look." Leng Jiaren looked at the marks of multiple scratches on his body, and the blood was stained on his clothes.

Leng Lintian had no serious injuries on his body, but he had a lot of skin injuries scratched by sharp claws.

Leng Jiaren unbuttoned his buttons one by one, feeling very sorry for his wounds...

Jing Jiaren took out the medicine bottle and put it on the table, then she found a seat in the opposite carriage and sat down.

It was enough for Leng Jiaren to take care of Leng Lintian. She didn't want to have too much close contact with Leng Lintian.

After staying in the town for a day, they didn't sleep. They were busy all the time. In addition, they were very tired just now. Jing Jiaren closed her eyes and soon fell asleep in a chaotic manner.

In the ears, boom, boom, boom...

I was so sleepy that I didn't even have a dream.

…

Jing Jiaren didn't know how long she slept until she heard vague voices in her ears.

"Damn, this isn't the train going back, is it? Who brought me into this car!" Mong Zihua's angry voice was loud.

Leng Lintian sat opposite Gong Zihua, with his upper body hanging down and covered with bandages.

All the bandages were used up by Leng Jiaren at once.

The medicine seemed to have been used up, and the empty bottles were lying on the ground.

Leng Lintian sat there with his eyes open and his hair falling casually. The light and shadow of the street lamp outside occasionally came in and illuminated his handsome and extraordinary profile.

Gong Zihua shouted angrily: "There's no one left alive?"

"Don't make any noise." Leng Lintian frowned, "We'll be arriving in the town soon."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Miyako was so angry that her nose could become crooked.

He just sat up from the chair. His face was twisted and he was gasping for breath. He probably had another wound.

Jing Jiaren was completely awake this time and said confusedly: "We're almost at the next stop? Have I slept for almost 10 hours?"

Leng Lintian raised his hand and looked at his watch: "You can sleep for another hour. I'll call you when the time comes."

How could Jing Jiaren still sleep? She had already woken up: "What about you? Could it be that you have been awake all this time?"

It was Gong Zihua who answered first: "When I woke up, you all slept like dead dogs!"

It was him who woke up Leng Lintian first after he woke up.
Chapter completed!