One thought in love

Chapter 635 The Disastrous Legacy of the Millennium 1
He glanced at the rear of the car again to confirm that no one was following, and the black smoke at the rear of the car was getting thicker and thicker, and even the inside of the car could smell a strong choking smell of smoke and gasoline.

"But your injury..." Fang Jiaran looked at him worriedly.

"It's better than dying in an explosion," Wenren muttered.

They had already reached the asphalt road, which was a provincial road lined with farmland orchards, and the smell of distiller's grains indicated that there was a brewery nearby.

Wenren estimated the height of the crops in the field, and then stopped the car.

"Get out of the car!" Wenren said in a low voice, his voice was a little weak.

Fang Jiaran didn't dare to delay at all, and got out of the car immediately.

She paid attention to her surroundings. There was no car coming on this road so far, but at least it meant that they would not be hunted down now.

She ducked around to the other side, just in time to see Wenren open the car door and get out.

"Where did you hurt?" Fang Jiaran asked.

"Arm, there's nothing serious about it." Wen Ren said, except for a little pain.

Fang Jiaran grabbed his right arm, and Wenren immediately said, "What are you doing?"

"Hold you! You look like you're going to fall down at any time now!" Fang Jiaran said, she stared, "You'd better not argue with me on this!"

"Wait!" Fang Jiaran said suddenly, "Can you persist now?"

There was not much blood on Wenren's lips, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Fang Jiaran immediately took off the luggage from the car, threw something out of Wenren's luggage bag, opened his own suitcase, stuffed some documents and some clothes into Wenren's bag, and took the luggage bag stand up.

Get these done as quickly as possible.

"The rest of the things can only be thrown away. We can't leave without taking anything, and we can't take this car anymore, otherwise we might be followed by those people." Fang Jiaran said to himself.

"I said, do you have the consciousness that I've been injured and that I'm about to die?" Wenren said, gnashing his teeth.

Fang Jiaran glanced at him, and said quietly: "The disaster will last for a thousand years!"

"By the way, take off your current shirt!" Fang Jiaran said.

"Why?" Wenren frowned.

"You are covered in blood like this, which normal person would dare to carry us?" Fang Jiaran said, taking out a piece of clothing from the luggage bag.

When I got it in my hand, I realized it was my T-shirt.

But at this time, I can't care so much.

She tugged on the T-shirt vigorously, tore it into long strips, and wrapped them around his arms.

"The bullet is still in it, we have to go to the hospital!" Fang Jiaran said.

She lowered her head and concentrated on bandaging Wenren, muttering, "At least the bleeding must be stopped first."

Wenren lowered her head, her forehead was right under his nose, and when he breathed, the hot air sprinkled on her forehead.

Fang Jiaran's forehead was hot, and it became hotter and hotter because of the spray of his breath.

His forehead was dyed hot red, and the red spread all the way to the base of his ears, and a tremor erupted from the base of his ears, spreading along his neck to all parts of his body.

Her movements of bandaging him were a little uncontrollable, stiff and trembling.

Fang Jiaran managed to control herself so as not to make her movements look too abnormal, but she could still feel Wenren's eyes.

She didn't know what his eyes looked like, but just being looked at by him made her scalp tingle.

Fang Jiaran lowered her eyes and didn't dare to lift her eyelids, but she couldn't stop blinking.

She blinked when she was nervous, especially when someone approached, and the distance was beyond the polite range, she couldn't help blinking, it looked like a discharge.

Wenren looked at her eyelashes trembling as if they were powered by batteries, and really wanted to put them on and try to see if her eyelashes would make his fingertips itch.

Fang Jiaran really wanted to yell at him, in this situation, can you stop looking at her all the time, please focus on his gunshot wound!
She had never felt that bandaging someone was such a difficult thing. After finally bandaging him, she randomly took out a shirt from her bag, and this time she got it right, it happened to be Wenren's.

"Put this on and see if you can get a ride. It would be best if you can see a rental," Fang Jiaran said.

Wenren put his right arm into his shirt sleeve, but his left arm was injured and he couldn't lift it up at all, so Fang Jiaran could only help him put it on.

Before he could button up his buttons, Wenren's face suddenly changed, and he pulled Fang Jiaran and jumped to the side of the road.

Fang Jiaran was not prepared at all, so she stopped in fright, before she even had time to scream.

The waist was encircled by Wen Ren, and his mouth was blocked by his hand.

They rolled down the dirt slope beside the road, Fang Jiaran didn't know how high the slope was, the back of her head was held by the man, and her face was firmly pressed into his chest.

Wen Ren's shirt was open at the front, her face was not shielded at all, it was directly attached to his skin.

Fang Jiaran knew that he wasn't hurt at all. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly in his arms. Her back barely touched the soil below. His whole body was like a safety shield. protect her.

When they stopped, the two of them had already hid in the wheat field. The green leaves stood tall and became a good cover for the two of them.

The immature wheat has already shown some green fruits, and some of them passed through Wenren's arm and stabbed Fang Jiaran's back neck, making her itchy.

"Hush!" Wenren hissed softly, and then Fang Jiaran heard the sound of brakes above his head.

Following the sound of the car door, she heard voices above her head.

"The car is here, the wheels are blown, and it can't be driven!"

"They left all their luggage here and left in a hurry."

"I heard that someone was injured." The voice sounded satisfied, "Look, this shirt is full of blood."

"If they were, they couldn't get far."

"What if they've already gotten into the car and left?"

"Who do you think would dare to carry a man with a gunshot wound and blood all over his body?"

"But the neighborhood is quite big, how can I find it?"

"There is not enough manpower, I will send someone over there."

The conversation was always from the same two people, and Fang Jiaran estimated that there were only two people above.

The people above called and told the specific location here, and let Wenren confirm their current location.

Then, the two got into the car, and the car started slowly. Judging from the sound, it seemed that it was not driving fast.

The two seemed to be planning to drive slowly to search both sides.

After relaxing, Fang Jiaran felt Wenren's body tense, and cold sweat broke out on his chest.

"How are you?" Fang Jiaran asked in a low voice, and saw a lot of blood oozing from his left arm, the wound that was originally bandaged.

"We have to go to the hospital immediately!" Fang Jiaran said in a deep voice.

Wenren held her back: "Don't go up, let's go underneath!"

Fang Jiaran glanced at his blood-covered wound, wondering how long he could last.

She looked up and looked at his side face.

At this time, Wenren was more serious than ever before, his whole face was tense, and he didn't have the usual sloppy look at all.

Because of the gunshot wound and blood loss, his face was so pale that he was about to fall down at any moment.

The tip of her nose suddenly felt a little sour, and she felt an urge to cry.

Looking at Wenren's wound, I was afraid that he would just fall down.

Even if he was injured, as long as he was still standing, she felt safe.

"Is the gun still there?" Wenren asked.

Fang Jiaran nodded, not daring to throw away this life-saving guy.

"Very well, I'll meet those two guys just now, don't hesitate to shoot then." Wenren said.

"What? I don't..." Fang Jiaran immediately objected.

"I didn't ask you to kill them." Wen Ren gave her a sideways glance, "You don't have the ability, as long as you don't shoot indiscriminately, just hit their arms and legs as you like, and that's fine if you can't kill them."

"If you want to kill them, you can only hit here." Wenren pointed to the position of the heart, and then pointed to the forehead, "And here, I think you can only hit these two places by blindness, so you don't have to. Worry."

"It seems that the injury on your arm is not serious!" Fang Jiaran said angrily.

Wenren pulled his lips reluctantly, and didn't tell her that he had spent a lot of effort. If it wasn't for the dangerous situation now, he would really close his eyes and pass out.

(End of this chapter)