Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"Block the bullet?" Yan An retracted his gaze. "Not really. I was getting more and more angry about my own embarrassment, so I decided to go back and fight with you to vent my anger. I didn't expect...

But saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, it’s nothing.

But it's so dangerous to be around you, so you'd better not get close to Xiaobai in the future. If anything happens to her, my brother won't let it go."

"Worried about me?" Zhao Mingzhao raised his eyebrows.

Yan An closed his eyes and went to sleep, "..."

This train of thought is so narcissistic.

"I'm just teasing you. Let's eat first." Zhao Mingzhao went to get the food and put it on the table. He sat on the edge of the bed, holding a white porcelain spoon in his hand and reaching out, "Ah——"

Yan An opened his eyes and said, "I can do it myself."

Zhao Mingzhao glanced at her hand on the IV drip and spread his hands, "Then you try it."

Yan An raised his hand to pick up the bowl. Every time he moved, the wound on his back, which had worn off the anesthetic, felt painful.

A hand took the bowl from her hand.

"So give me a chance to repay my savior, or I'll have to marry you. I can't do that. Xiaobai is the only one in my heart."

Zhao Mingzhao stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and then picked up a small piece of vegetable with chopsticks and put it on the porridge.

Yan An didn't insist anymore. Why insist if it hurts?

As Zhao Mingzhao said, she took the blame for him, so it was natural for him to do these things to take care of the patients.

Halfway through the meal, the door of the ward was rudely pushed open and Fu Shen walked in with a cold face.

Seeing Zhao Mingzhao holding a bowl and feeding Yan An porridge with a smile like a peacock spreading its tail, his brows slowly frowned.

Hearing the noise behind him, Zhao Mingzhao saw that it was Fu Shen and stood up with the bowl in his hand.

"Brother Fu, you're finally here. Come quickly. Although I can't treat my savior unfairly, this job is too tedious."

The bowl was stuffed into his hand. Fu Shen pursed his lips, walked towards Yan An and sat down beside the bed.

Yan An blinked and took a mouthful of the porridge that Fu Shen scooped. It was so hot that she almost vomited it out.

Can't he just let it cool down? He's so impatient because he wants to burn her to death. Is he really crazy about torturing the heroine?

She endured the heat and drank some warm water, took the bowl from Fu Shen's hand and put it on the table with a smile.

"I'm satisfied. I've been waiting for this mouthful of porridge. Actually, I'm already full."

Fu Shen sighed deeply, his tone helpless, "How do you feel?"

Yan An, "It doesn't hurt as much anymore."

Fu Shen nodded and sat for a while as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

So he stood up and walked out. Zhao Mingzhao winked at Yan An and followed him.

As soon as they left, two bodyguards outside closed the ward door.

After the nurse came and took away the food, Yan An fell into a deep sleep again.

In the dean's office, Fu Shen lit a cigarette at the window.

"Why are they targeting you?"

Zhao Mingzhao sat on the sofa and sighed, "He must have known my identity in China and is here to take revenge on me."

Fu Shen frowned and looked at him, "If it weren't for Yan An this time, you would have died. Why are you still so careless?"

Zhao Mingzhao smiled and tilted his head to look at Fu Shen, "Because I have Brother Fu's protection."

Fu Shen snorted coldly, "They dared to take action in my place this time, and they will pay the price."

In the basement of an old residential area in Qingcheng, the bloodstains on the ground were cleaned up by several people, and a suitcase was loaded into a black car.

Finally, the suitcase was sunk into the sea.

A large guitar bag under the bed, filled with weight that was not what it should be, was finally sent to Fu Shen's office and then handed over to Zhao Mingzhao.

Yan An woke up again and saw Zhao Mingzhao was still there. She wanted his cell phone.

Zhao Mingzhao told her to lie down quietly.

"You were awake and asleep for three days, and Butler Zhao called you and asked what was wrong. I said I was your friend and you had a fever and were staying with me.

Brother Fu talked to your mother, and she... was quite worried about you and didn't call again.

Then there's Xiaobai, who came to see you a few times, but you didn't wake up. Brother Fu didn't want to scare her, so he said you were in a car accident.

Yan An, "...Okay. So I can't tell anyone about my injury?"

"It's better not to, so as to avoid..." Zhao Mingzhao paused while peeling the apple, and the apple peel that had not been broken fell to the ground.

"I understand. I don't care about other people's affairs. After all, pursuing Brother Fu is already a very difficult thing. I don't have the heart to care about other things."

"Indeed, keep up the good work." Zhao Mingzhao brushed back the strands of hair on his forehead. "Brother Fu even asked me to scare you off and stop you from talking nonsense. You're so cooperative. You don't need me to scare you at all."

Yan An, "I'm sad. Brother Fu actually wants to scare me."

"Tsk." Zhao Mingzhao looked at her expressionless face and felt that her sadness was not exaggerated.

I guess she wouldn't be sad even if Brother Fu removed her cornea.

Being in love is so scary and stupid.

Jiang Xiaobai came to see Yan An in the evening and brought her a meal cooked at home.

Yan An's eyes lit up while he ate. After he finished eating, he held Jiang Xiaobai's hand tightly and said that he was reluctant to let her go.

In fact, I don’t want to let the heroine go to Yan Xichen.

It is said that when you are unlucky you will be shot, and last time when the switch opened and closed, she really was shot.

After being shot, you have to lie down and recuperate. The helpless feeling at this time is like watching the meat patties in the pan burn but not being able to turn off the fire.

This forms a cycle. By preventing the heart-breaking value from rising and ensuring personal safety, we will have more time to stop the heart-breaking value, and we will be safer.

On the contrary, the situation will naturally get worse and worse.

As Yan An continued to play the victim, Jiang Xiaobai decided to take care of her and asked for leave from Yan Xichen.

"After all, you were in such a serious car accident, and as for Xichen, I just need to take the time to give him a massage."

Yan An's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The massage is not good, the massage is not good.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, "I get massage twice a month. I've already been once. Don't worry, I won't delay your dinner."

Yan An clasped his hands together and bowed, "Xiaobai, it's great to have you here. Please take at least a month off. My wound hasn't healed yet, at least a month."

"Okay, I'll go now." Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but smile.

Yan An directly transferred 20,000 yuan to Jiang Xiaobai.

Anyway, it’s Zhang Shuyu’s secondary card, which means it’s the money of his scumbag stepfather Yan Guoqiang, so he doesn’t feel bad about spending it.

What's more, the original owner's expenses in the past were more than this.

Jiang Xiaobai declined, and Yan An was possessed by the spirit of drama.

"You accept money from your brother but not from me. Do you think I'm not as good as him? I have plenty of money. I buy delicious food for my friends and make delicious food for myself. Isn't that reasonable?

Are you going to be polite to me?"

Jiang Xiaobai didn't dare to argue with her, a patient who was depressed and had been in a car accident, so he could only accept the money first.

I plan to return the extra money to Yan An after he recovers from his illness.

Jiang Xiaobai took a taxi to the villa area, and Butler Liu was a little surprised to see her.

"Miss Jiang, didn't you ask for leave? Why are you here at this time?"

Jiang Xiaobai was a little embarrassed. "I'm here to ask for leave. Miss An An was in a car accident, and as a friend, I want to take care of her for a while..."

Butler Liu: "Ah?"