Only then did Ye Wanqiu realize that Su Mu's back was soaked in blood.
She was immediately frightened out of her mind, hugging Su Mu directly and crying:
"Oh, oh, oh, don't die. What will I do if you die?"
Su Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He endured the pain and laughed:
"If you keep holding me like this, it will be difficult for me to die."
Mr. Ye immediately let go of him and said in panic:
"Let's go to the hospital, right away."
Su Mu grinned, shook his head and said:
"My silly sister, this is a gunshot wound. It will be very troublesome to go to the hospital. Please help me upstairs. Listen to my instructions. Be good and prepare something for me. I can handle the wound myself."
Mr. Ye said oh and carefully helped Su Mu to her room on the second floor.
This was the first time Su Mu came in after Mr. Ye and Professor Ning separated rooms.
He asked Mr. Ye to help him into the bathroom. He stood in the bathtub and asked Mr. Ye to help him take off his clothes. Then he lay down half-ly, leaning against the bathtub and grinning:
"Prepare alcohol, sterile cotton, gauze, and anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics for trauma."
Mr. Ye rushed out like a whirlwind, and soon came in carrying several medicine boxes.
Because Ning Yan was terminally ill, all kinds of medicine kits were prepared, including several types of special first-aid kits for trauma.
Anyway, if you have money, prepare a medicine box of various kinds. What if you need it?
Su Mu also didn't expect that Mr. Ye's house would be equipped with all these things to be able to set up a small mobile clinic.
Opening the medicine box, he quickly took out what he needed from it, and then he looked at Mr. Ye:
"You go out first, it will be very bloody in a while, I'm afraid I will shoot you in the face."
"I'd better stay, but I'm... a little dizzy!"
Su Mujian smiled and shook his head:
"I'm dizzy too, but it's not blood that makes me dizzy!"
The thief's eye quickly glanced at Mr. Ye's chest and immediately took it back.
Mr. Ye glared at him angrily:
"You should be shot to death."
After saying that, she walked out of the bathroom angrily. When she reached the door, she turned back and said softly:
"I will always be at the door. If you need me, just call."
"How do you call it? Give me a standard demonstration so that I don't call it wrong later."
Mr. Ye gritted his silver teeth and slammed the bathroom door.
This stinky gangster has suffered such serious injuries, but his mouth is still so mean. It's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit.
She leaned against the door, her ears slowly perking up.
There was a little noise from the bathroom from time to time, but Su Mu never made a sound.
As time passed by, Ye Wanqiu gradually began to panic.
"Su Mu, are you okay?"
"Why are not you talking?"
"If you don't say anything, I will go in!"
There was still no movement in the bathroom.
Mr. Ye gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.
She was stunned immediately.
"you!!"
Her face turned red and bloodshot, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hands. She was so angry that she yelled:
"You stinky gangster, you are acting like a gangster! Why... why aren't you wearing clothes?"
Su Mu stood pitifully in the bathtub with his back to her. On the ground in front of the bathtub was a pile of blood-stained gauze.
His upper body was wrapped in layers of gauze, and his lower body was clean and bare.
"I……!"
Su Mu almost wanted to cry without tears.
"Am I trying to be a hooligan?"
"When I was cleaning the wound just now, there was blood all over my body and even on my pants. Why don't you take them off to celebrate the New Year?"
"Besides, didn't you agree at the beginning? You came in after I asked you, and I didn't even call you. Why did you come in?"
Mr. Ye is so angry.
I seriously suspect you are driving, but I have no evidence.
"You... why don't you put on your pants quickly?"
Ye Wanqiu was so angry that he stamped his feet and covered his eyes with his hands, but somehow his fingers did not obey his orders and quietly opened a crack.
Rogue Su's back was facing her. From the rear, Rogue Su's figure was not strong, but his lines were extremely graceful. His slender body was like the most perfect work of art by a master sculptor.
It’s not just men who like to look at beautiful women, women also like to look at handsome guys.
Mr. Ye talks a lot, but since he took on the role of his wife, his heart has long been craving for the body of Rogue Su.
How to declare sovereignty without sleeping?
"I'll give you two minutes to put on your clothes. Otherwise, I'll go in with the scissors and dress you... with my own hands."
After saying that, the bathroom door was slammed shut again.
Mr. Ye took a long breath, his face turned blood red, and he stood at the door feeling regretful.
Oh my god.
So embarrassed.
But this guy has a really good figure.
Her cheeks were hot, her face was filled with peach blossoms, and she didn't know where her thoughts were going.
Su Mu inside howled several times before she heard:
"Ah? What did you ask me to do?"
Subconsciously pushing the door open, she discovered that Su Mu had a pink bath towel around her waist. It was her special Hermès bath towel, which made Mr. Ye's brows twitch.
"You...! That was my favorite bath towel, and it was soiled by you."
Su Mu chuckled and stretched out his hand to pull it. Mr. Ye was so frightened that he retracted his head like a rabbit.
Then he opened the door and walked out.
"My clothes are upstairs, so I can't go upstairs naked, right? I can't do anything immoral."
Mr. Ye glared at him with disgust, turned around and saw a lot of blood-stained disinfectant cotton and gauze in the bathroom, as well as a burning alcohol lamp.
There were a lot of bright red blood stains on the snow-white bathtub, and a somewhat deformed bullet head, stained with blood, stood on the edge of the bathtub.
Mr. Ye's heart trembled, and his tone became gentle:
"Let me help you go upstairs and get dressed. I'll come down and clean up later."
Su Mu chuckled, looking like he was cheating:
"Honey, give me a kiss on the lips as a reward for getting shot."
She immediately glared at Su Mu domineeringly:
"Kiss your ass!"
Su Mu chuckled:
"Little Ye Zi, your taste is too strong. I want to kiss you and forget about my butt. I'm afraid I'll be smoked to death by you!"
Mr. Ye's face turned red and he opened his mouth to curse, but the words turned into flirting:
"You deserve to be smoked to death. Are you allowed to kiss my ass?"
Su Mu blurted out:
"Then you can try to kiss me. It's freshly washed and smells good."
Mr. Ye was furious and kicked him:
"Go to hell!"
Su Mu subconsciously wanted to hide, but he forgot about the injury on his back. As soon as he moved, he grinned in pain and broke out in cold sweat.
Ye Wanqiu was stunned and said in a panic:
"Are you OK?"
Su Mu smiled awkwardly:
'Mother, it seems that the future will be at your disposal for a long time. Mr. Ye, please be merciful."
Mr. Ye’s expression was slightly fierce:
"Let's see if you dare to hook up blindly in the future."
After helping Su Mu upstairs, Ye Wanqiu returned to his room, tidying up while feeling scared.
What happened today was so sudden and dangerous that Ye Wanqiu never thought that she would be kidnapped.
The assassination that followed was even more thrilling, making her feel like she was wandering through the gates of hell.
What happened during the period when I was unconscious?
Ye Wanqiu didn't know that Su Mu had killed Li Anlan.
And this incident will cause such an uproar in the imperial capital.