"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Pei Sui arrived at some point. He hugged Meng Sheng's waist tightly, stroking her thin back with one hand. His cold voice revealed obvious worry and nervousness.
Meng Sheng was distracted for a moment, looking into his deep eyes, and then shook his head gently, "No..."
Before he could finish his words, he caught a glimpse of blood flowing from his arm and said in surprise, "You are injured!"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Upon learning that she was fine, Pei Sui's voice faded and he patted her back gently.
The movement was so slight that Meng Sheng, who was in a tense state, didn't notice this detail.
By the time she reacted, he had already let her go. His eyes darkened and he turned his head to look at the figure who had already climbed up from the ground and left with the knife.
He didn't chase after him, but took out his cell phone and called a policeman.
Just after saying the first sentence to the person on the other end of the phone, he saw another tall figure walking up to Meng Sheng.
"Shengsheng, are you hurt anywhere?"
Shang Boyu looked at her nervously and worriedly. When he wanted to touch her arm, Meng Sheng avoided him and he could only hang in the air awkwardly.
But his face was full of worry.
The sinister look in his eyes and chest, his resentment and anger towards Pei Sui, had been well concealed by him.
Meng Sheng looked coldly at the hypocritical man in front of him.
They had known each other for more than seven years and had been together for more than six years.
But it is such a man who is becoming more and more vicious, despicable and unscrupulous.
Now, the so-called “hero saves the beauty” has been taken advantage of by someone else.
But he ended up losing the rice while trying to steal the chicken.
How ridiculous!
However, if she were to expose his words now, it would be difficult to explain how she knew that.
There is no direct evidence to support this claim.
Can't stand.
She took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the pent-up anger in her heart.
I'm too lazy to pay attention to him, and I don't want to waste my breath talking to him.
He looked at the wound on Pei Sui's arm expressionlessly. Because of the suit jacket blocking the view, he couldn't see clearly how deep the wound was.
Just look at the sleeves of his dark grey suit jacket, which were almost stained with blood.
Her face darkened and she frowned, saying to him, "You need to go to the hospital right away to get your injury treated. Don't delay! Wait for me, I'll go drive."
After saying that, he prepared to go to the parking lot to drive.
Pei Sui grabbed her hand at the right time and said, "Drive my car. It's on the side of the road, closer."
Meng Sheng paused, and felt his slightly cold knuckles being tightly wrapped by the warm and dry hands.
She met his eyes and replied hesitantly, "Okay."
For a moment, I even forgot to pull my hand back.
And Pei Sui never even gave Shang Boyu a glance from beginning to end.
Perhaps he didn't care, or thought it was nothing to be afraid of, so he just took Meng Sheng and walked towards his car openly.
Shang Boyu looked at their hands tightly held together, his heart choked and his breathing stagnated.
The light from the street lamp was not very bright, but he still felt it was extremely dazzling.
He called out "Shengsheng" several times in panic and haste, but he didn't know if it was too soft.
It was blown away by the wind in an instant.
Meng Sheng ignored it all and got into Pei Sui's car.
Soon, the engine of the black Bentley broke the tranquility of the street and sped away.
As soon as the car left, the surroundings became quiet again.
Only the evening breeze, carrying the fragrance of new leaves on the roadside, swept across the entire street.
The rustling sound is like a graceful rhythm composing the chapter of spring.
Shang Boyu just stood there, staring blankly in the direction where Bentley left, his handsome face filled with astonishment, trance and sadness.
Then a layer of haze, jealousy, resentment, and unwillingness gathered.
He just saved Meng Sheng, and should have been the one who got injured because of her.
How did he become Pei Sui?
How could he suddenly appear? !
His careful planning was thwarted by others.
Meng Sheng didn't care what Shang Boyu was thinking at the moment. She was not driving fast, but not slow either.
The hospital was not far from the art museum, about twenty minutes away. She also called Joanna and explained two things to her.
Then he looked at Pei Sui's arm from time to time. The bleeding had not stopped completely, but it seemed that it was not flowing as heavily as before.
She asked worriedly, "How is it? Are you feeling confused?"
Pei Sui looked at her tense jawline and knew that she was afraid that he would go into shock from excessive blood loss.
The corners of his lips curled up inappropriately, unconsciously, and he said, "No, don't be too nervous, just drive carefully."
Meng Sheng felt a little relieved.
He also knew that driving in such a distracted manner was unsafe, so he nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, I know."
Fortunately, the journey was smooth and it only took sixteen or seventeen minutes to reach the hospital.
The two went straight to the emergency department.
This was not the first time the two of them had come to the hospital's emergency department together.
The process is not unfamiliar.
But what’s interesting is that the last time it was in the parking lot of Suixing Law Firm, and this time it was in the parking lot near the art museum.
Does this count as a beginning and an end?
When they arrived at the observation room, Pei Sui took off his suit jacket as the doctor said. When he didn't know where to put it, Meng Sheng reached out and took it.
He paused, then began to unbutton his shirt with one hand, the softness not sliding down along the smooth line of his shoulder blades.
The chest muscles that rise and fall with breathing are like carefully carved mountains, and the abdominal muscles also show a slightly sharp outline.
It can be seen that this is the result of years of indoor exercise.
Meng Sheng tried his best to keep his eyes on the wound on his arm.
The cut was about six or seven centimeters long. It wasn't deep, but it wasn't shallow either. That was why so much blood flowed out in a short time.
After the doctor took simple measures to stop the bleeding, he said stitches were needed.
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