"I haven't forgotten. I've protected you very well. Not a single hair of yours was lost."
Luye: "..."
That's not what he meant.
What he meant was, could he please stop caring about other people while protecting him?
Forget it, he is a magnanimous man and doesn't bother with an injured person.
Lu Ye was thinking about it, but saw Su Xiaoxiao reaching out and pulling open Mu Yansong's clothes.
He was startled and quickly grabbed her hand.
"You...what are you doing?"
Su Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at him: "He's injured, so of course we should help him stop the bleeding!"
"There are differences between men and women. If it's not convenient for you, just think of it as me doing it." Lu Ye pushed Su Xiaoxiao out the door: "Wait outside. I'll help him stop the bleeding and then let you in."
"I……"
Without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao's response, Lu Ye closed the door and locked it.
He turned back to the bed, looked at the unconscious Mu Yansong, and frowned unhappily.
"In my past life, I must have owed you two a debt!"
Luye muttered, drew his knife, and cut a piece of cloth from Mu Yansong's clothes.
His clothes were all made of fine fabrics.
He was reluctant to use his own clothes for a stranger.
When Mu Yansong's clothes were lifted, what came into view was a sea of crimson.
Luye frowned, wiped the blood off his body with a towel, and then folded the cut cloth into a small square and covered his wound with it.
"hiss!"
Mu Yansong opened his eyes in pain and took a breath.
Noticing a stranger in front of him, he quickly picked up the knife that Shikano had placed on the edge of the bed and put it to his neck.
"Ah, little girl, help!"
Hearing Luye's exclamation, Su Xiaoxiao thought it was the person in the dark who attacked Luye.
She pushed the door but found it wouldn't open, so she tried her best to break it open.
He saw that Mu Yansong had woken up, holding a knife and staring at Luye vigilantly.
She ran forward quickly: "Brother Song, he is not a bad person!"
"Why are you here?"
"We were passing by when we saw you fall from the roof, so we brought you back." Su Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Ye, whose face was pale with fear. "You were bleeding a lot, and he was just helping you stop the bleeding."
Hearing this, Mu Yansong turned and looked at Luye.
Seeing him nod repeatedly, he put down the knife.
Lu Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing his chest exposed, she quickly covered Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.
"Who let you in?"
Su Xiaoxiao felt a little puzzled: "Aren't you the one shouting for help?"
"I..." Luye was choked by her words: "Go out and wait, I haven't finished treating his wound yet!"
"Don't bother, I should leave now!"
Mu Yansong put on his clothes, stood up and walked out.
He had just taken two steps when his vision suddenly blurred and he fell to the ground.
Luye released his hand that was covering Su Xiaoxiao, and his whole body trembled with anger.
"You said you were so badly injured, why are you showing off? Now you want me to help you back to the bed, you're going to torture me to death!"
"Luye, thank you for your hard work."
I met Su Xiaoxiao's eyes and saw the smile in her eyes.
Luye suddenly felt that he was not so wronged anymore.
But he didn't want to lose face, so he put on a serious face and waved his hand.
"Okay, go out and wait. Don't get in the way here."
Su Xiaoxiao: “…”
He is a good boy, but he has a mouth.
Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Luye helped Mu Yansong to the bed, undressed her, and helped him treat his wounds.
The pharmacy was closed and there was nowhere to buy medicine, so he could only use a cloth to stop the bleeding temporarily.
After finishing everything, he turned around and opened the door.
"The bed is occupied. Looks like you'll have to share half of the stool with me tonight."
"Can't you get another room?"
"Are you comfortable letting him live in a room by himself?"
Lu Ye's words stumped Su Xiaoxiao.
Mu Yansong was so seriously injured, she was really worried about leaving him here alone.
Luye is being watched by a mysterious person again and is no safer than Mu Yansong.
It seems that tonight, I really just have to make do with it for one night.
"I'll give you all the stools. I'll sleep on the floor."
After saying this, Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked downstairs.
Luye stuck his head out and looked at her curiously.
She came to the counter, said something to the shopkeeper, and then turned back.
"What did you do just now?"
"The ground is cold, so I borrowed a quilt from the shopkeeper."
As soon as Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the waiter came to the door holding a quilt.
"Little girl, where do you put the quilt?"
"Thank you, uncle. Just put it on the ground for me."
"OK!"
The waiter nodded and walked over to the two people with the quilt in his arms.
He was slightly startled when he saw an injured person lying on the bed.
But he soon came to his senses, put down the quilt and left.
The night gradually deepened.
Su Xiaoxiao was just about to blow out the candle when a sound suddenly came from the room.
Then, Shikano yelled, "Ah, what is that?"
Su Xiaoxiao turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw a pigeon lying on the ground, its white feathers stained red with blood, and it was obviously dead.
"It's a dead pigeon!" Su Xiaoxiao frowned. "That guy from last night found his way here so quickly. It seems he's been hiding in the dark, watching your every move."
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