In addition, his hand was injured at the moment, so the accuracy of using the gun can be imagined.

However, Qiqi's driving skill was good, so he soon got rid of the people who were chasing them, but he didn't need to shoot Rongyan.

The voice behind him gradually subsided. Rong Yan took a breath in the car, looking at the small figure holding the steering wheel, with a banter smile at the corner of his mouth, "I can't see it, you little body."

"You're a small man!"

"Look at you, you're almost the same, aren't you a little body?"

Rong Yan so a smile, seven seven seven suddenly brake, and then looked up and down, found that Rong Yan said really right, instant red face.

Although she is petite, she is only 18 years old! Isn't it still developing!

Why was he laughing at me!

Heart rate suddenly accelerated, seven seven seven blush of some out of control, soon feel chest have a stuffy feeling.

See her cover chest complexion flushed appearance, Rong Yan complexion a tight, "you... You are sick again?"? Come and see me! "

Rong Yan can't help but break up of open her hand, and then put the ear close to her chest, a hand grasp her wrist side pulse, his brow wrinkle deep, "arrhythmia, you just too strong will be like this?"

Rong Yan's face was serious when he diagnosed, which was quite different from that of a dandy, but he was a little embarrassed about his seriousness.

She didn't seem to have a heart attack this time, but

The blush on her face was more and more severe, which made Rong Yan nervous. The hand on her chest was also nervous unconsciously. A few minutes later, Rong Yanfa felt something was wrong. What he was holding in his hand was so soft.

Rong Yan looks at his hand and is stunned on the spot. Suddenly, he can't judge whether he is treating people or playing hooligans?

Qiqi didn't know what he was doing. Her chest had been cut open by him. At the moment, she didn't feel strange about his action. She just asked him, "do I have a question?"

Rong Yan face stiff shook his head, "no... No."

He immediately released his hand as if it were hot.

However, his hands were really scalded.

He refused to operate for the people there, so they shut him up and poured hot water on his hands. His good-looking hands had been scalded to peel and blistered everywhere. They looked terrible.

Looking at his hands anxiously, Qiqi pulls out the medicine box from the rear compartment and gives Rongyan a hand to deal with. Rongyan doesn't cry for pain, but the hands are destroyed like this, which really makes Qiqi heartache.

In her memory, Rong Yan cherished his hands more carefully than women.

Surgeons' hands, he said, are their lives.

At the moment, in the face of a pair of ugly hands, seven seven big tears rolled out, Rong Yan did not deal with this situation, a burst of helpless, until two people back to the official home.

Qiqi sent him to his original guest room and settled down. When he left, he said with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, you saved me. Before I repay you, I let you get hurt."

"What does it have to do with you?" Rong Yan pretends to smile easily. The 18-year-old girl looks silly. It's strange that she can protect him. He doesn't know that he has fallen into a wolf's den. He is lucky to be alive. He has to rely on luck to go out alive.