Gu Qi reached out and pulled his clothes, trying to take back the ownership of the corner of the clothes, but instead of pulling it out, he was caught even tighter by Fan Jue. On his pale face, a pair of sword eyebrows slightly frowned, as if he was a little uneasy.
Gu Qi: "..."
Calm, calm.
This person is injured and should have two more punches directly with the King of Hell.
Gu Qi took a deep breath, took out his rare patience, bent down and grabbed Fan Jue's hand to pull the corner of his clothes back.
The blood-stained fingers leaned against Fan Jue's fingers and exerted a little bit of force.
But someone clenched his fists tighter without cooperating at all.
Gu Qi looked up at Fan Jue and found that his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowning, and there was no sign of awakeness.
"Don't be too rude... I'm so rude..." Gu Qi muttered, and did not really suppress him with force, but directly tore open the corner of his clothes.
"I don't want it anymore!" Gu Qi looked at the corner of her clothes that had been torn off by her cruelty, and her heart seemed to be dripping blood.
"This clothes are so expensive!"
If Fan Jue didn't compensate her, she would twist off his heavenly spirit cover!
Gu Qi muttered and endured her heartache. As soon as she was about to leave, Fan Jue's hand grabbed her wrist.
In just a moment, Gu Qi, who was unprepared, was pulled to the bed by a force.
"Hey, you..."
"Don't leave..." A hoarse voice overflowed from Fanjue's mouth.
Gu Qi stared at Fan Jue's hand, wondering if he was pretending to be faint. She tried to pull her hand back, but Fan Jue grabbed it tighter and pulled the wound. Large pieces of blood poured out of his wound.
The sheets under him instantly dyed red.
Gu Qi: "..."
Gu Qi felt that there might be no need for the enemy to take action, and Fan Jue himself killed himself.
At the moment, she really dared not move.
After moving again, she should contact Fanjue directly at the crematorium car.
Looking at the tightly grasped wrist, he raised his hand and touched Fan Jue's forehead.
The hot temperature means that he is likely to have inflammation in the wound and his body begins to have a high fever.
Gu Qi sighed, silently took out his cell phone with his other hand, and called Fanze.
Fanze quickly answered the phone.
"sister in law?"
Gu Qi: "Don't be verbally speaking, as I said, go to the medical room to get some things to your brother's room..."
Without giving Fanze a chance to talk, Gu Qi hung up the phone directly.
She couldn't run far when she was grabbed by Fanjue's wrist and could only sit on the bed. In order to prevent Fanjue from lying on his side and continuously pressing the wound, she could only push him down.
It seemed that he felt that Gu Qi would not leave again, Fan Jue's tense body relaxed a little, and he let Gu Qi mercy.
Gu Qi looked at the man lying on the bed and was at his mercy. The blood stained the sheets under him red, and the blood loss made his skin paler than before.
Regardless of whether Gu Qi still has ideas about Fan Jue, in terms of appearance and figure, Gu Qi thinks it is rare to look like Fan Jue.
Just as Gu Qi was staring at Fan Jue, the door suddenly was knocked.
After Gu Qi asked the other party to come in, Fanze carefully led a large box of medical supplies into the house.
As soon as he entered the room, Fanze was shocked by the scene in front of him.
He stared at Fan Jue, who was lying on the bed, covered in blood, and had a big hole in his chest.
"elder brother??"
Fanze's voice was trembling.
Gu Qi thought Fanze knew that Fanjue had entered the hospital and should have known Fanjue's injury, but now it seems...
It seems that even Fanze doesn't know how serious Fanjue was injured.