Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

The atmosphere seemed to be in an infinite stalemate.

A raised gun was still aimed straight at Ling Xuan.

Liang Zhao frowned and endured the sharp pain in his abdomen. While feeling the continuous loss of his vitality, he also clenched the hemostat in his hand and pressed it against the gangster's artery.

Because of too much force, his tiger's mouth and the inside of his palm were pierced with dark red blood marks.

"For the last time, put your gundown." (I say the last time, put your gun down.)

The deep voice sounded again.

But Liangzhao knew very well that the gangsters would not really follow through on self-defeating things like laying down their weapons first.He was just interfering psychologically, waiting for an opportunity to save people.

Because even if the other party hesitated a bit more, the possibility of Ling Xuan's safety would be greater.

"You're justin thethro..."

When the gangster was threatened, his emotions suddenly became agitated, and he blurted out angry and cursing words.

And at the moment when his eyes were slightly deflected, Liang Zhao seized the opportunity, quickly raised his hand sideways, and inserted the hemostat forcefully into the gangster's shoulder blade.

The enemy bent over in pain and pulled the trigger in response to stress. With a bang, the bullet landed on the floor tiles more than ten meters away.

Liang Zhao slammed his elbow into the back of his ear, and when he screamed, he hit his neck with a heavy fist and raised his jaw. Immediately, blood spurted out from the gangster's mouth and nose, and splashed into the air.

After a neat kick of raising his knee and sweeping his ribs, seamlessly grabbing and twisting to force him to squat down, and when he slammed the man to the ground, the cracking sound of his broken arm could clearly reach his ears.

"Good work..."

"Come on!"

Before the others could catch up, Liang Zhao immediately stopped Ling Xuan and went straight to the lower floor.

When the explosion-proof heavy door in the basement is closed from the inside, all the noise is isolated from the outside.

A series of violent actions caused Liang Zhao's abdominal wound to tear open even more.Finally temporarily safe, he couldn't help shaking slightly while supporting the wall.

"Lianggong, how are you doing?"

Ling Xuan could already smell the blood on Liang Zhao's body in the hall outside.Now that the two of them were in the small confined space, the smell of rust that made him panic was even stronger.

"There is an emergency circuit switch on the wall... touch it."

"Okay, I'll come, you lean on and don't move."

In the darkness, Ling Xuan tried his best to calm down, supported the person beside him with one hand, and groped around the walls with the other hand.Soon, his fingers touched the cold and smooth electrical box.

pat-

The lighting equipment in the basement was activated, and the sudden strong light blinded both of them.

Immediately, a red warning light flashed on the ceiling, and the rapid rotation frequency made people startled unconsciously.

Ling Xuan only lost his mind for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, took Liang Gong's already cold hand, and helped him sit down against the wall.

"Let me see your injury."

Liang Zhao tilted his head weakly, allowing Ling Xuan to carefully unbutton his bloodless black shirt.

A long, narrow, ferocious incision was exposed in the air.

The originally neat abdominal muscle lines and the surrounding cold white skin have been smeared dirty and messy with dirty blood.

The glaring knife marks made Ling Xuan's heart ache so much that his lower lip trembled.How painful it must have been when he fought the bandits with this wound just now.

Liang Zhao raised his hand and gently slid across Ling Xuan's forehead, stroking a few broken hairs wet with sweat. As the injured party, he spoke comforting words.

"It's okay, the scratch is not too deep, just stop the bleeding. It used to be a hospital storage room, and there should be a first aid kit. Go and help me find it."

"Well, you have to be patient." Ling Xuan's worried eyes fell for a few seconds, and then he got up and rummaged on the shelf beside him.

Liang Zhao took advantage of the time when he was looking for the medicine box, leaning his back against the wall and panting heavily, while applying pressure to stop the bleeding, he forced himself to cheer up.

"found it."

Sure enough, there are still a full range of medical equipment here, Ling Xuan carried the entire first aid kit to Liang Zhao, and then squatted down to dig out the necessary items from it.

Liang Zhao moved up silently and laboriously, washed his hands, put on sterile gloves for himself, and bit a ball of clean gauze into his mouth.

Then, he raised the saline solution to the wound, and closed his eyes psychologically.

The large-area sterilizing rinse made the salt water mixed with blood pour down, flowing along Liang Zhao's waistline into the disposal tray.

"...Are you going to sew it yourself?" Realizing the next procedure, Ling Xuan's eyes were full of astonishment.

Liang Zhao emptied the whole bottle of salt water, took a moment to relax before spitting out the gauze in his mouth, a mocking smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

"Otherwise, you come?"

Ling Xuan's dizziness was already uncomfortable, and seeing this scene again, his entire scalp was numb, but the person who beat him so hard didn't even tremble his eyelashes.

After a moment of self-adjustment, Ling Xuan suppressed the discomfort in his chest and turned his gaze back, "Can I help you?"

Liang Zhao was breaking open a tetanus antitoxin injection bottle with his bare hands, looked up at the restless person in front of him, and said in a low tone: "I said it's fine, you just need to stay here safely."

Ling Xuan felt his breathing being restricted and his heart beating faster, but he still stared directly at the blood-stained wound with scorching eyes.

Liang Zhao complied with this awkward guy's wish and didn't say anything more.

He quietly lowered his head to debride himself, used cotton balls to perform small-scale infiltration anesthesia, quickly and cleanly removed the blood clot, and then sutured it up in an orderly manner.

Seeing the sharp medical curved needle piercing the flesh, Ling Xuan bit his lip unconsciously.However, Liang Zhao's expression was unusually indifferent, as if he was stitching up someone else's wound, only the frown of cold brows showed that he actually had feelings.

What exactly has this person been through?

His so-called "I'm used to indifference" really makes people feel distressed.

In the silence, the wound has been treated.

Yoshiaki put down the shirt after covering it with sterile gauze.If it weren't for the blood stains on the skirt, cuffs, and wrists, he would have endured everything alone as if nothing had happened.

Ling Xuan squatted on the spot in a daze, looking at the sharp and handsome face of the person in front of him, the soft places in his heart seemed to be twisted together.

Suddenly, Liang Zhao who had been leaning against the corner raised his arms to hug Ling Xuan, and buried his face in the chest of the person in front of him.

Ling Xuan was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't dare to move, so he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Yoshiaki breathed out lightly and tiredly, trembling his dry lips.

"cold."

Ling Xuan touched it tentatively, and sure enough, he also felt that Liang Gong's body temperature dropped slightly, probably caused by blood loss.He carefully wrapped his arms around the back of his arms, and slowly rubbed up and down.

Feeling the busy palms on his body, Liang Zhao burst out laughing and hugged him tighter at the same time.

"Boss Ling, let's try."

His voice was as deep as before, but it was alive with some inexplicable emotion,

"Although I'm boring and not a good man, I'm still very selfish... I don't want others to touch you like this."

Ling Xuan felt the blood in his body cool down for a moment.

For this person in his arms, he has always been confident, but at this second, he is still distraught.

After a moment of silence, Ling Xuan responded as if coaxing.

"Okay, let's try."

The only thing isolated in the basement is the sound and the light source, and time is still moving forward without stopping.

It is impossible to get out from here, Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan can only drag, until Jian Anning outside finds out that the alarm is sounding here.

Even lying in Lianggong's arms, Ling Xuan was still disturbed by various worries every minute.

Liang Zhao felt his body becoming more and more stiff, but he didn't have the strength to do anything to divert his attention.I can only glance at a small stack of A4 papers on the shelf, and suggest softly: "Don't waste today's time, just fold some paper roses for me."

Ling Xuan followed his gaze, got up and went to get the paper back.

The young man of Lavida lowered his head and focused on folding, his slender five fingers deftly flipping among the white and sharp pieces of paper.

Soon, a charming flower bloomed in his palm.

Liang Zhao wanted to raise his hand to take it, but he couldn't hold it firmly, causing the paper handicraft to fall on his clothes and stained with his own blood.

The sporadic but dazzling red seemed to be a little cinnabar in the heart of the white rose.

Unable to find a remedy, Liang Zhao had no choice but to lower his eyes regretfully, "Otherwise... shall I dye it into a red rose for you?"

"Do you think you're funny?"

Ling Xuan gave Liang Zhao a light hammer in a deterrent way, and the helpless expression on his face read: My new boyfriend seems to be seriously ill.

Liang Zhao couldn't help but raise his lips, his face like a banished fairy smiled very nicely, he closed his eyes tiredly, and said slowly: "I'm a little tired, I'll sleep for a while."

"No, hold on for a while and chat with me." Ling Xuan quickly stopped.

Liang Zhao closed his eyes and compromised in a very soft voice: "Okay, tell me, I'll listen."

Ling Xuan was afraid that the people around him would not wake up, so he had no choice but to keep talking to him, and even if he couldn't respond sometimes, he kept talking to himself.

"Let's start from the first time we met. I didn't jump on you on purpose that day, but from that time on, the rest is no coincidence."

"I don't live next door to you at all. I borrowed the house from a friend, and I bought the car according to you. I used to have a driver when I went out."

"That paper was stored on your computer on purpose, and it never happened to pick you up from get off work."

"Christmas circle of friends is only visible to you, and the Spring Festival is spent with Qiao Jianan. I live in the office all year round, and I don't need someone to deliver a change of clothes."

"The purpose of signing up for Annihilation is to attract the examiners. I came to Africa not for a vacation, but I asked Mr. Wu for the address, so I made a special trip to find you."

"..."

Liang Zhao listened quietly to his speech before saying softly, "Tell me something I don't know."

Ling Xuan first raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then gave a light snort in understanding.

"It seems that Lianggong has accepted all my routines. Then why are you so reserved, can't you accept me as well?"

Liang Zhao opened his eyes, and looked at the person beside him with deep eyes, but before he could speak, the door of the basement was opened from outside with a code.

Along with the natural light, the figure of Jian Anning came in.

He was still wearing an elegant and refreshing white coat, and approached with two long legs, and what he saw was two figures cuddling together.

"Yo, I came at the wrong time?"

Liang Zhao let out a deep sigh, stood up with Ling Xuan's support, and responded: "It's okay, I didn't get killed by someone."

Jian Anning's sharp eyes fell on Liang Zhao's abdomen, and she tilted her head and asked, "Are you injured? Show me."

"What are you looking at?" Liang Zhao casually shook his head, "Who gave you the confidence that your debridement and suture skills will be better than mine?"

Dr. Jian heard that he had understood what his old friend meant, and he was fine.Then he shook his wrist and said lazily: "That's all right, the outside is also cleaned up, you two are frightened, please go ahead."

Walking out of the basement, slightly messy human voices sounded all around.

The gate of the first floor of the research building has been completely destroyed. Dozens of Jian Anning's men are scattered everywhere to clean it, but the place can still be described as a mess.

Boss Jane kicked away a broken chair casually, and teased from the side: "Although Cen Qi didn't come, you still did the job of demolishing the building for him."

Ling Xuan stood at the entrance of the stairs, feeling the cool wind blowing from the outside, worried about Lianggong's body, so he looked up and said, "I'll help you get some clothes, soon Come down."

Liang Zhao nodded.

Jian Anning looked at the back of Ling Xuan leaving unscathed, then glanced at the somewhat embarrassed person in front of her, sighed softly, and commented leisurely.

"I understand now that you and that crazy critic are really comparable in destructive power, and you also protect your weaknesses."

Liang Zhao's calm expression remained the same, he turned his body slightly and looked behind him, and responded naturally.

"It's mine, why don't you protect it?"