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"Pick up the flashlight." Jiang Yan ignored her sobbing and directed Liang Haoxue's actions in a calm and steady voice. She walked to the bicycle and said, "Tie it to the bike."

Liang Haoxue picked up the flashlight and subconsciously shone it on Jiang Yan's people first.

The slender figure of 1.7 meters tall in a white shirt was right next to the bicycle. His sleeves, which were usually rolled up to his elbows, had now fallen halfway down. There was a bloody patch on his left sleeve. It turned out that the man had hit his hand with the iron rod, leaving the skin and flesh torn. His entire arm was rapidly swelling up.

It was a mess of blood and flesh, and the dark blue and glaring red contrasting with Jiang Yan's fair skin was unpleasant to look at.

"Jiang... Jiang Yan, your hand..."

Compared to the pain all over her body from being beaten, Jiang Yan's hand frightened her so much that she wanted to scream but something seemed to be suppressing her and she couldn't.

Jiang Yan: "I know, it's broken, so hurry up and move the car. Let's go to the hospital."

Although she was injured, the injury was not serious for her.

Naturally, he had suffered more serious injuries during training at the interstellar military academy. However, such injuries were easy to treat in the interstellar era. He could just lie in the medical cabin for an afternoon.

It’s just that this era...

"Okay..." Liang Haoxue quickly moved the bicycle over the row of stones and tied the flashlight back on the bicycle.

Jiang Yan was right beside her. She got in as soon as the car passed by:

"Come up."

Liu Feng had already passed by today, and now she already had the shortest route to the hospital in her mind.

Liang Haoxue didn't dare to delay. Although she didn't understand why she made such arrangements, she immediately got on the bike and watched Jiang Yan ride away with one hand. There was always a faint smell of blood in the air, and the blood on her left arm dripped onto the ground from time to time.

As the bicycle moved forward, it left a trail of blood.

She was so scared.

Not only was Jiang Yan's hand injured, which made her feel scared and panicked, but she also had just escaped death.

Liang Haoxue's mind was in a mess. The night wind was chilly. She asked in a trembling voice:

"What about your hands..."

Jiang Yan didn't answer her, but asked her:

"Why did you rush over? Just to protect me? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Given Liang Haoxue's condition at the time, it was obvious that she had no ability to fight anymore. She was planning to solve the problem herself, but she didn't expect Liang Haoxue to suddenly pounce on her.

When Liang Haoxue was asked this, she remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Yan in front of her frowned slightly and reminded her, "Speak."

"I'm sorry—" Liang Haoxue lowered her head in the back seat, sobbing uncontrollably. Her choked voice carried a hint of self-abandonment and boundless guilt. "Actually, I wanted to… let this man beat me to death, and then I could help you escape—originally, I didn't think much of continuing to live."

"I told you everything this afternoon, didn't I?" Her voice and words were broken. "I don't want to go home. I don't want to kneel down and be beaten by grandma. I don't want to hear my mother crying to me in the middle of the night anymore. I don't want to persuade her and comfort her anymore. I don't want to hear my parents quarrel. I don't want to be laughed at by people in the village and at school. I don't want to work or study. I don't want to do anything. I don't want to live..."

"I'm so tired... Jiang Yan, really, I'm so tired..."

"So I think I might as well die. If I die here, I can still help you—"

Who knew that it didn't help and even caused Jiang Yan to get hurt.

She held onto the back seat of the bicycle with both hands, no longer hiding under the quilt or in an empty corner, gritting her teeth and crying silently as she used to.

Knowing that Jiang Yan was the only one nearby, Liang Haoxue lowered her head and cried uncontrollably on the back seat of the bicycle, tears streaming down her face.

It was as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and pains of the past decade, or as if the accumulated flood had finally broken through the last embankment and defense line, collapsing on the moonlit night.

The warm tears soaked the backs of her hands. She cried and stammered in regret:

"But I didn't expect you to block it with your hand. I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As she cried, the bicycle gradually moved away from the suburbs and began to enter the main city streets of Liufeng.

There were people living nearby, and Liang Haoxue's crying gradually became softer.

Looking at the girl in white with a high ponytail riding a bicycle under the street light in front of me, she whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Jiang Yan..."

Jiang Yan didn't know what she liked or disliked, so when she cried, he didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he just ignored her.

Now hearing her calling him, he pursed his lips for a moment and said, "I'm here."

The voice was still so calm. Liang Haoxue suddenly laughed for some reason. She was really a person who was not affected by anything.

"Your hand."

She looked at Jiang Yan's left hand, and the blood on her sleeve and forearm made her dare not look any closer.

"Just go to the hospital for treatment." He rode his bike to the hospital as fast as he could: "What happened tonight, no—"

Before she finished speaking, Liang Haoxue immediately answered:

"I won't tell anyone! You know I'll do whatever you ask me to do! And I don't dare tell anyone what happened tonight."

"Yeah." Jiang Yan hummed.

Liang Haoxue didn't say anything else.

While riding her bike, Jiang Yan was thinking and reviewing what had just happened.

She made a simple judgment between using and not using mental power.

Finally chose not to.

This was different from the situation in the mountains. If she used her mental power, whether she used ghosts and gods as before, she could make men think that there were ghosts helping her and Liang Haoxue.

It's not reliable to just attack the man with mental power and make him faint.

The man knows her name, and he will inevitably mention her name when he encounters problems.

In addition, there was the crazy old cow that was captured alive in the forest. Even if the police chief did not become suspicious, Si Cizhan and Jiang Xiaowen would become suspicious.

The ancients were afraid of ghosts, and it is not a good thing for her to be too closely associated with such strange things now.

Jiang Yan had thought about killing this man, but unfortunately she couldn't do it. If there were three people who surrounded the two of them and they really couldn't beat them, she would make this choice.

If he came back alone to ambush and take revenge, his companions might know his whereabouts and use their mental power to attack the man, and then kill him, she would also be blamed.

Jiang Yan did not forget what Qin Yuxin said, that the laws of this era were not perfect and had little effect.

In this case, self-defense may not be established.

So this move cannot be made.

What's more, there is Liang Haoxue by my side.

It was just a broken hand and some flesh wounds, not a serious injury, although it was very painful.

When Jiang Yan arrived at the hospital entrance, she didn't even have time to stop her bicycle. She got off and ran into the hospital immediately.

Bicycles are very expensive. Even though Liang Haoxue was in pain all over, she parked the bicycle outside and locked it before rushing into the hospital.

Jiang Yan is also an old acquaintance of this hospital. Didn’t her brother just send a banner over?

When the nurse on duty at the hospital saw her come in with her hands covered in blood, she was so scared that she immediately called a doctor.

It was quite a coincidence that the doctor on duty this evening was Dr. Li, one of Jiang Yan's attending physicians last time. When he saw her like this, his face suddenly turned sour.

He probably treated her as a junior, and while he reprimanded her with concern, he immediately prescribed some medicine and took her to the nurse to stop the bleeding and heal the wound. Then he immediately arranged for surgery and even called for help.

Dr. Li personally cleaned the wound for Jiang Yan. When she first arrived at this stage, Jiang Yan found that the hospital did not divide the departments so finely.