Outside, the wind and rain continued, and Feng Yan was exhausted. Wen Qiao looked at Feng Yan with concern.
He said, "You must have something to say to me. Come in and tell me."
Feng Yan took out something from her bosom. Wen Qiao didn't know what it was, but she could tell that it was something very precious.
"I'm injured now and can't deliver the things. Wen Qiao, please hide them for me. Someone will come to get them from you."
As she spoke, Feng Yan directly handed the items to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao had just received the items when she saw Feng Yan turn to leave. At this moment, leaving would undoubtedly be choosing death.
Wen Qiao grabbed Feng Yan's arm and led her home.
“Listen to me, the fact that you can help me deliver the message means you are a comrade I can trust. This apartment is private, and there is a storage room downstairs. I'll settle you in there first.”
"Danger," Feng Yan warned Wen Qiao. "If I stay with you, it will put you in danger."
After hesitating, Wen Qiao asked her.
"Was it a mission carried out for the country? You may not know my husband's identity, but we are both Chinese. When we encounter danger abroad, we should help each other."
"Besides, you've already brought the things here to me, doesn't that mean you've also brought danger to me?"
Feng Yan said anxiously, "Time is tight, I don't have time..."
"Then I'll do as I say."
Feng Yan knew that Wen Qiao had a child, which was the main reason why she didn't want to trouble Wen Qiao.
Her actions today violated regulations; when carrying out their duties, they prioritize the protection of women and children.
But now she has no choice.
She could die, but her things couldn't be lost; these were classified military and political documents.
Wen Qiao didn't waste any words with Feng Yan. She quickly led the person to the underground storage room, and then came out to clean up the bloodstains outside. Fortunately, it was raining today, and the bloodstains were quickly washed away by the rain.
Wen Qiao knelt on the ground and carefully cleaned up the bloodstains on the floor.
Then she quickly closed the door, grabbed a mop, and started mopping the floor. Fortunately, the little one was very well-behaved and didn't cry or make a fuss.
After Wen Qiao finished dealing with these matters, she went down to the storage room and found that Feng Yan had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Wen Qiao didn't dare to waste any time and immediately grabbed the first-aid kit from home.
They cut open Feng Yan's clothes with scissors and discovered that she had been shot.
While Wen Qiao was at a loss, Feng Yan woke up in pain.
She grabbed Wen Qiao's hand and said, "Don't worry about me."
"I've brought everyone in, how can I say I don't care about you?"
Feng Yan was in so much pain she could hardly breathe, and at that moment Wen Qiao suddenly remembered Gu Xingzhou.
But is Gu Xingzhou's identity reliable?
At the very least, Feng Yan cannot die in front of her.
As for the things Feng Yan gave her, Wen Qiao had already hidden them away.
Gu Xingzhou was woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night. His impatient expression turned tense as soon as he heard Wen Qiao's voice.
Is my goddaughter feeling unwell?
"Gu, could you please come to my house? I need your scalpel urgently."
It's not that safe abroad, especially since there was a home invasion robbery before a shootout in Washington a few days ago. Gu Xingzhou was worried that Wen Qiao might be injured.
The house where Wen Qiao lives belongs to the Huo family.
This house was an apartment in a wealthy area that Huo Yan's father bought at great expense while receiving medical treatment abroad.
There's no guarantee that someone won't target your home and rob you.
Wen Qiao didn't explain further.
Gu Xingzhou had his own car, and it took him about two hours to get to Wen Qiao's place.
After parking the car, Gu Xingzhou quickly got out and walked towards Wen Qiao carrying his things.
"You're alright? I thought something had happened to you?"
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