"Fuck! You were shot?!" A'mo's voice was tense, "You ran for two kilometers?!"
Xiao Han didn't have the energy to answer. He just suppressed a groan of pain, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
Su Wan didn't care about her discomfort and struggled to stand up. Aunt Zhang wanted to help her, but she was gently pushed away.
She walked closer, moved her wrist slightly, and a sealed medical first aid kit appeared in her palm, which she stuffed directly into A'mo's hand.
"Disinfect and stop the bleeding."
Ah Mo immediately began to treat the wound, his movements were skilled and anxious. He cut the clothes with scissors and wiped the flesh with disinfectant cotton. The pungent smell of medicine and blood filled the air.
Xiao Han's body tensed.
Su Wan took out a small metal bottle and unscrewed it. "Strong painkillers and antibiotics." She passed the bottle to Xiao Han's mouth.
Ah Mo looked up at her, then quickly lowered his head and continued. A few drops of transparent liquid slid into Xiao Han's mouth.
The drug seemed to take effect quickly. Xiao Han's tense muscles gradually relaxed, and his breathing became heavy and slow. He closed his eyes.
A'mo quickly took out the bullet, bandaged the wound and tied a firm knot.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Han lost a lot of blood, so he fell asleep first."
He looked at Lu Shiyan.
Lu Shiyan nodded slightly. "Guard him."
Aunt Zhang quickly cleaned up a relatively clean room. There was only a single camp bed in it, with a thin military blanket on the bed.
She helped Su Wan lie down and tucked the corner of the blanket. "Miss, please take a rest first."
Su Wan leaned against the head of the bed, her lower back aching badly.
She looked at Lu Shiyan who was standing in the shadow of the door. He was looking at Xiao Han who was sleeping in the next room.
Su Wan licked her dry lips, her voice a little weak. "You and Xiao Han..."
"What is the relationship?"
Lu Shiyan did not turn back immediately. He turned around after a few seconds.
He didn't answer her question, but walked closer to the bed. "How's your stomach?" His voice was emotionless.
During those days when Su Wan had a fever.
He didn't watch it intentionally, but just discovered it by chance... When she was asleep, a faint light could be seen from her lower abdomen through the thin clothes.
The light was gentle but carried an indescribable energy fluctuation, and its source was directly pointed to the fetus in her belly.
There's something wrong with this kid.
This was the real reason why he wouldn't let her out of his sight.
At this moment, his eyes also fell on her lower abdomen, which she was still protecting.
Su Wan was stunned by his question and subconsciously pressed her stomach.
Su Wan was stunned by his question.
The fingertips subconsciously covered the lower abdomen.
There was a huge sea of pain there not long ago, and she almost curled up in pain.
“It’s okay…” she began, her voice carrying a hint of weakness that had just faded away, “It’s weird.”
She moved, feeling the calm inside her body, which was completely different from the severe pain before. "Now there is no discomfort at all."
"But just now..." She paused, as if recalling the sharp torture, "It really hurts, it hurts so much..."
She added, as if trying to convince herself.
"real."
Lu Shiyan didn't ask any more questions. His gaze lingered on her lower abdomen for a moment before moving away.
"I'll ask Aunt Zhang to prepare dinner for you. Eat some bread first."
After saying that, he turned around and left the cubicle.
The footsteps faded away in the empty corridor.
Su Wan watched his back disappear into the shadow of the door and let out a breath.
This guy just didn't answer her question.
My stomach really doesn’t hurt anymore. The sharp pain that seemed to crush my internal organs has disappeared without a trace.
She moved her body. The soreness in her lower back was still there, but it had eased a lot.
The strongest feeling now is hunger.
The front chest is pressed against the back hungry.
I took out a whole wheat bread from the space and thanked my father for leaving him the supplies.
She couldn't wait to take a big bite.
Delicious, finally alive.
She was in so much pain just now that she thought she and the baby in her belly would die here today.
I didn't expect that I could eat bread leisurely now.
It's really unpredictable.
Aunt Zhang was busy at the makeshift stove. There was simple steamed rice in the pot, bubbling with steam.
The escape began the moment I woke up. At this moment, when I smelled the aroma of food, my stomach churned. It was not morning sickness, but pure hunger.
She ate the rice in big mouthfuls. On the small table next to her were several small plates of mixed cold dishes, which looked quite refreshing. They were all the most common side dishes.
Time was limited and conditions were poor, without even a decent hot stove. Aunt Zhang really did her best.
Fortunately, the baby in her belly was very well behaved and did not cause any trouble at this time.
This is a blessing in disguise.
They couldn't go back to that villa. Someone was watching them.
Why? Su Wan couldn't figure it out.
They must find their next place to stay as soon as possible, a truly safe place.
Thoughts drifted uncontrollably toward the north.
The original owner's father...he's there.
According to the power of Su's father in the book, he must have established his own base.
It would be better if I could go to my father for help.
His eyes swept across the silent figure not far away, Lu Shiyan.
Tell him to go north?
It was like asking the King of Hell: "Brother, can I borrow a light?"
There is a high probability that they will use that shiny dagger to carve "wishful thinking" on her forehead.
Who am I?
A walking pendant? A pet that can eat by itself?
Its status is roughly equivalent to the knife cloth in his hand, and it may even be a little uncomfortable.
Forget it, just go to sleep. There are all kinds of things in dreams, maybe I can teleport to the northern base and land on my father's desk.
No matter whether it is the north or the south, staying alive is important, and sleeping is more important.
From the next room came Xiao Han's suppressed, heavy breathing due to a high fever.
Aunt Zhang came out with a basin of water, her steps were light, and her face was filled with worry. "The fever is very severe, it seems that it will not go down for a while." She whispered to Lu Shiyan.
The only servants left in the villa are Agui, Afu, and Zhang Ma.
In addition to the casualties on Xiao Han's side... In the chaos last night, one of his men was infected and then dealt with.
Aunt Zhang sighed and lowered her voice, "There are only three of Mr. Xiao's men left. Ah Mo, Third Brother, and Uncle Hu."
The team that originally had nearly twenty people is now scattered, with only nine people left.
Lu Shiyan leaned in the shadow on the other side, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, the scarlet flame flickering.
The smoke blurred the aura around him.
Aunt Zhang looked at Lu Shiyan, wanting to say something but stopping herself. In the end, she just sighed heavily again and turned back to the kitchen.
Lu Shiyan took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled. "Guard it well."
Aunt Zhang looked at Lu Shiyan with a complicated look in her eyes. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it. She sighed heavily and turned to go into the kitchen.
He paused, his eyes piercing through the darkness and falling on Su Wan. His eyes were filled with a cold scrutiny, as if they could penetrate all disguises. At this moment, Su Wan's lower abdomen suddenly felt a strange throbbing, with a hint of cold pain, as if something was touched by his gaze.
"Especially her." Lu Shiyan's voice was so low that it seemed like a whisper, and the tingling sensation spread instantly, causing her body to tremble.
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