Leng Yichen's face was pale, as if he had lost consciousness. He felt confused.

An Xiaojing dragged him to the bed. The white sheet, which had been stained with blood, was dyed red again because of his back injury.

Unconsciously, an Xiaojing's tears fell down.

Leng Yichen was injured this time because of himself.

Just now the knife was clearly stabbed in her own direction, but Leng Yichen blocked the knife for her.

That's why she's safe.

"Leng Yichen, you can't die."

An Xiaojing screamed again and again in despair at the people on the bed.

But it doesn't seem to help.

She was a little tired from crying, so she calmed down.

Chengfeng didn't know when he came back and saw Leng Yichen on the bed.

"How is the young master?"

"Call a doctor. He seems to be out of order."

An Xiaojing's heart suddenly trembled, and her whole body was strongly unstable.

What did you say just now?

"No!"

Suddenly, the man on the bed raised his hand. Although his eyes were still closed, he waved with his remaining consciousness.

"Don't tell anyone I'm hurt."

Leng Yichen closed his eyes, his face was pale, but his expression was calm.

It's like he's just resting.

"Chengfeng, you go down first, the so-called young master. Two of his men died. It's all about me. These days, I'm sure I'll come back. You're ready to defend. "

"Yes

Chengfeng pause: "but young master, your injury!"

He looked at Leng Yichen anxiously and helplessly.

"It's OK. It's OK."

Leng Yichen's simple answer, but his voice could not recognize any fragility.

Chengfeng nods and goes out.

"Go and get the medicine bag I brought and wipe it for me."

Leng Yichen finally opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty. Looking at the ceiling, he was talking to an Xiaojing, but people couldn't see who he was talking to.

"Good!"

An Xiaojing quickly goes to the cloth bag and takes it to Leng Yichen. Then she takes out what she needs according to his instructions. At this time, she finds that Leng Yichen's bag is full of all kinds of medicine and first aid supplies.

Why didn't you find out before that Leng Yichen is a self-help man?

An Xiaojing took out the cotton swab, alcohol and a kind of yellow liquid medicine. According to Leng Yichen's instructions, she began to apply it on his body.

However, when she saw the scar cut by the knife, she was still surprised.

It's really deep.

The blood there is dry, and the top layer is scabby.

But occasionally, new blood will flow from the wound. An Xiaojing is a little frightened.

This scar was originally used by that woman.

If Leng Yichen didn't stand in the way, he would be lying in bed now.

An Xiaojing's method of applying medicine was clumsy, occasionally touching the wound, but Leng Yichen didn't shout because of the pain from the beginning to the end.

Finally, she changed the medicine and white gauze again, and Leng Yichen took a look at the racing suit that an Xiaojing brought.

"You're good at choosing. I'm afraid it's white."

The racesuit was black. An Xiaojing glanced at it and didn't know what to say.

"Are you going to play again? You've been hurt like this! "

She looked at Leng Yichen, back and legs, all wounds, the whole person, are almost disabled.

"Didn't you say that? It's a different game

Leng Yichen makes light of it. As she talks, she has already put on her racing suit. An Xiaojing looks at his figure. The man who was originally very thin is even thinner after he was wrapped in the black racing suit.

"Ring, ring!"

The phone rings.

An Xiaojing saw that it was Tao Yuanfeng's. He must have known that he and Leng Yichen were here.

She hung up the phone directly. Leng Yichen was a little curious.

"Why not?"

"What does that matter?"

Asked an Xiaojing.

"Last time, didn't you?"

Leng Yichen thought of Tao Yuanfeng's courtship scene downstairs in the imperial group. On the scene, the man gave a woman all her reverie.

"I don't know him well!"

An Xiaojing said it straight, but that's it.

She has not fully accepted a person in her heart, how can she promise to be that person's girlfriend.

It's funny.

"That is to say, you didn't promise him that day?"

Leng Yichen's eyes seemed to be shining. Looking at the woman in front of him, he wanted a definite answer."Yes, why should I promise him? Can't you have the right to refuse when others say they like you? "

An Xiaojing glances at her mobile phone, but Tao Yuanfeng is still calling.

"But do you know that you are likely to annoy Tao Yuanfeng. We had contact with him when he was very young. Generally speaking, he is much happier than our children who have no father or mother. "

Leng Yichen suddenly recalled the past. An Xiaojing's heart seemed to have been picked. After many years, he began to downplay the death of his mother and father.

So, does it mean that he has let go?

"Yuanfeng not only has parents' pain, but also has a sister. When we were children, we played together in the most luxurious hotel in the imperial capital. His teddy dirtied the carpet in the hotel, and Yuanfeng's parents directly changed all the carpets in the hotel. He is a happy man. "

Leng Yichen's mouth twitched slightly, and an Xiaojing was a little distracted.

Therefore, Tao Yuanfeng will be so confident, because when he was young, his parents developed a sense of superiority, which will make a person feel confident from the bottom of his heart.

That's why I'm so ostentatious when I'm chasing myself.

Perhaps in Tao Yuanfeng's mind, these are nothing but daily life.

"It's just that he hasn't met a woman as difficult as you."

Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing.

"Me?"

An Xiaojing's eyes widened, but Leng Yichen was talking about herself.

"What's the matter with me?"

"If you refuse him, I can't point out what he will do to you!"

Leng Yichen's tone was really like bluffing an Xiaojing, but that woman seemed to listen to a joke.

"Then let him come. Miss Ben will die."

She shrugged her shoulders and looked indifferent.

Leng Yichen looks at the woman in front of him, but he doesn't know that his heart beats faster.

After they had changed their clothes, an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen came out of their respective rooms and walked towards the racecourse.

Along the way, an Xiaojing did not know how many times she reminded him.

If you can give up the game, Leng Yichen must give up.

But the man listened to her and just laughed.