Ye Wanqiu then realized that Su Mu's back had been soaked in blood.
She was so scared that she was scattered and hugged Su Mu and cried out:
"Wuwuwu, don't die, what should I do if you die?"
Su Mu couldn't laugh and cried, and endured the bitter laughter:
"If you hold me like this, it will be hard for me to die."
Mr. Ye immediately let go of him and said in panic:
"Let's go to the hospital, go right away."
Su Mu grinned and 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. Follow my instructions, be good, go 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 divided the 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 halfway and leaned against the bathtub and laughed:
"Go to prepare alcohol, disinfect cotton, gauze, and anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics for trauma."
Mr. Ye rushed out like a whirlwind, and soon he came in with several medicine boxes.
Before, because Ning Yan was suffering from a terminal illness, all kinds of medicine boxes were prepared. There were several types of special first aid medicine boxes for trauma alone.
Anyway, if you have money, you can prepare one of all kinds of medicine boxes. What if you can use it?
Su Mu didn't expect that Mr. Ye's family could have a mobile clinic so well.
Open the medicine box and quickly took out what he needed from it, and then he looked at Mr. Ye:
"You go out first, it will be bloody later. I'm afraid I'll cum in your face."
"I'd better stay, but I... feel a little dizzy!"
Su Mujian shook his head with a smile:
"I'm also dizzy, but I'm not bloody!"
The thief glanced at Mr. Ye’s chest quickly and immediately took it back.
Mr. Ye glared at him in anger:
"You should be shot to death."
After saying that, she walked out of the bathroom angrily, reached the door, but turned around and said softly:
"I will always be at the door. If you need me, just scream."
"How do you call me? Give me a standard demonstration so that I won't call it wrong."
Mr. Ye clenched his teeth and closed the bathroom door heavily.
This stinky hooligan has suffered such severe injuries and his mouth is still so cheap. It turns out that the dog can't change his shit.
She leaned against the door and her ears slowly stood up.
There was a little noise from time to time in the bathroom, but Su Mu never made any noise.
As time passed by, Ye Wanqiu's heart gradually became panicked.
"Su Mu, are you okay?"
"Why don't you speak?"
"If you don't talk, I'll go in!"
There was still no movement in the bathroom.
Mr. Ye gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.
She was stunned.
"you!!"
Her face turned red and bloody, and her hands quickly covered her eyes, making her angry and cursed:
"Strange hooligan, you are hooligan! You... Why don't you wear clothes?"
Su Mu stood pitifully in the bathtub with his back facing her. On the ground in front of the bathtub was a pile of gauze stained with blood.
His upper body was wrapped in layers of gauze, and his lower body was clean and had nothing to wear.
"I……!"
Su Mu was so anxious that he could not cry.
"Is it that I want to be a hooligan?"
"When I was cleaning the wound just now, blood was flowing all over my pants, so I didn't take it off and celebrate the New Year?"
"Besides, didn't you agree at the beginning? I called you before coming in, but I didn't even call you. Why are you coming in?"
Mr. Ye is so angry.
I seriously suspect you are driving, but I have no evidence.
"You...you shouldn't put on your pants quickly."
Ye Wanqiu was so angry that she stomped her feet hard, covering her hands, but her fingers were out of control and quietly opened a crack.
The hooligan Su was facing her back. From behind, he looked not strong, but his lines were extremely graceful. His slender body was like the most perfect work of art under the sculptor.
Not only men like to look at beauties, but women also like to look at handsome men.
Mr. Ye is very good at talking, but since he has been immersed in his wife's identity, he has been greedy for the body of the hooligan Su.
How to declare sovereignty if you don’t sleep?
"I'll put on my clothes for two minutes, or I'll put my scissors in a while and I'll wear it for you... with my own hands."
After saying that, the bathroom door was closed heavily again.
Mr. Ye breathed a long sigh, his face turned bloody, and he stood at the door with regret.
Oh my God.
It's so embarrassing.
But this guy has a really good figure.
Her cheeks were hot, her face was filled with peach blossoms, and her thoughts were flying where she had gone.
Su Mu howled several times inside before she heard:
"Ah? What did you tell me to do?"
Subconsciously opened the door and found that there was a pink bath towel around Su Mu's waist, which was her special Hermes bath towel. Mr. Ye's brows were beating.
"You...! That's my favorite bath towel, you've defiled it."
Su Mu smiled and reached out to pull it. Mr. Ye was so scared that he retracted his head like a rabbit.
Then he pushed open the door and walked out.
"I'm in the upper floor, so I can't go upstairs with my butt naked, right? I can't do anything that is injustice."
Mr. Ye glared at him with great disgust, turned to see a lot of blood-stained disinfectant cotton and gauze in the bathroom, as well as a burning alcohol lamp.
There were still a lot of bright red blood on the snow-white bathtub, and a slightly deformed bullet, stained with blood, stood on the edge of the bathtub.
Mr. Ye's heart trembled and his tone became gentle:
"I'll help you go upstairs to get dressed, I'll come down to clean up later."
Su Mu smiled and looked like he was cheating:
"Wife, kissing me is a reward for being shot."
She immediately glared at Su Mu overbearingly:
"Damn it!"
Su Mu smiled:
"Xiao Yezi, your taste is too strong. I want to kiss my butt, I'm afraid you will be smoked to death!"
Mr. Ye’s face turned red, and he opened his mouth to curse, but the words turned into flirting:
"I deserve it, can you kiss my butt?"
Su Mu blurted out:
"Then you can try kissing me. It's just washed it and it smells fragrant."
Mr. Ye was furious and kicked him:
"Go to die!"
Su Mu subconsciously wanted to hide, but forgot the wound on his back. As soon as he moved, he grinned in pain and sweated out.
Ye Wanqiu was stunned and said in a panic:
"Are you okay?"
Su Mu smiled awkwardly:
‘Mom, it seems that you can only let you control it for a long time in the future. Mr. Ye, please show mercy.”
Mr. Ye’s expression was a bit fierce:
"See if you dare to hook up in the future."
He helped Su Mu upstairs, and Ye Wanqiu returned to his room, cleaning up while being afraid.
What happened today was too sudden and too dangerous. Ye Wanqiu never expected that she would be kidnapped herself.
The assassination behind was even more thrilling, giving her a feeling of wandering around the gates of hell.
What happened during the period of coma in the middle?
Ye Wanqiu didn't know that Su Mu killed Li Anlan.
And this incident will cause such an uproar in the imperial capital.