hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 491 The Struggle of Life and Death ([-])

　
　When old Charles opened the door tremblingly, he was very glad that he didn't stubbornly think that he had auditory hallucinations due to his old age.

　Because, he saw the man standing outside the door, although he was dripping like a water mouse, his hair was loose like a water ghost, and he was wearing a thin shirt wrapped around his body like a beggar. You can see half of the man's arms and sleeves are stained red with blood...

　On her other uninjured hand, there was a gun hanging down.

　Despite his embarrassment, desperation, and horror, Old Charles could still see his familiar shadow on that pale face—it was the girl doll.

　It's Miss Yumo Tang.

　Gu Yihan's Sweetie.

　"Ah!"

　"Ah!"

　They both sneezed at the same time.

　At the same time, look at each other and smile!

　Tang Yumo escaped here against the cold wind and avoided the cameras at the street. She also thought that if, if Charles wasn't on duty, it would cause trouble.

　It is one thing to be penniless and have nowhere to go, but it would be a big trouble if someone else is on duty and calls the police in such a mess as he is now.

　Good thing it's Charles!

　God bless!

　After half a life, Charles has already seen that she must be in danger. He didn't behave politely first, but looked around to see if there was any suspicious person following him, and then quickly let her in, and went to the art gallery immediately. In the monitoring room, the surveillance video at the door for a few seconds just now was erased.

　Afterwards, he brought the trembling Tang Yumo into his duty room, and carefully took her a uniform and cotton coat from the cleaner's workshop, leaving her to live in the duty room while he had to go out to find another place.

　When he was about to leave, he turned his head and asked Tang Yumo with concern: "Do you want to see a doctor for the wound on your hand? Is it... a gunshot wound?"

　He remembered the gun she had in her hand when she entered.

　I really don't know what kind of cruelty and struggle this child has experienced.

　Tang Yumo shook his head nervously: "No! It's not a gunshot wound, it's just a little scratch, just bandage it up."

　He nodded: "Okay, Sweetie, I'm relieved that the wound is not serious, and we'll talk about other big things tomorrow! You should take a good rest! There is snacks on the table, hot water in the bathroom, and hot water in the cabinet." First-aid kit, you have to take a shower to get the medicine quickly. Sneeze! I also have a cold so don’t infect you! Tomorrow I will go to the private doctor to search for some good medicine and bring it back to you!”

　Old Charles was not in a hurry to talk about the past, but wanted her to settle down and recover her strength first.

　Tang Yumo nodded gratefully. Charles took him in without even asking what danger he encountered. What he cared most about was whether he was seriously injured or not.And he is not afraid of the background of the person he has provoked at all.

　This old man, who only met once, was so righteous and straightforward to her, a stranger.

　She was really worried about bringing disaster to him.

　After all, Gu Yiming's influence in Florence cannot be underestimated.

　It is also inextricably related to the Italian black|power|power.

　She still wanted to explain, but Charles shook his head with a smile: "Xiao Tiantian, be obedient and have a good rest! Otherwise, I will tell you Han!"

　Tang Yumo had no choice but to swallow what he was going to say, and replaced it with a sentence: "Don't tell him, it's dangerous! Old prince...you...be careful too, take care."

　Charles laughed loudly and went out: "My old prince is not afraid of anything, he almost died anyway hahaha!"

　After Charles left, Tang Yumo couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the floor.

(End of this chapter)