Blood!

Sichen's pupil suddenly shrinks, the heart seems to be hit by a heavy stone. She looks at Vincent's arm's blood spreading ceaselessly, looking at his life, clearly losing in her eyes!

The scenery around her rapidly regressed into a blank. The voices of people's calls, the sound of sharp knife landing, and the sound of ambulance mixed together and disappeared in sichen's ear. She could not hear all of them except the man's increasing breath and pale face.

"No!"

She subconsciously reached out, trying to cover his wound, the hand just touched, but was held by the man's pale hand.

"I'm fine."

"But there's a direct flow of blood!"

With a choking mouth, Vincent's eyes flashed with heartache. He raised his uninjured hand and covered his eyes.

"That's just a skin injury. I don't think there's anything worse than this in the past. Don't look at it."

Si Chen blinked his eyes and slowly understood Vincent's meaning. In the warm palms of men, her flustered mood slowly calmed down.

Her long eyelashes gently swept Vincent's palm, as if a feather gently stroked the man's heart. Vincent pursed his lips, looked down at the quiet and clever appearance of the woman, and his heart moved.

If time can stop at this moment, he would rather his own blood.

It's a pity that Raffi has arrived with the medical staff.

“boss!”

Vincent had to get into the ambulance and winked at Johnson before leaving.

Si Chen was still held in his arms until the hospital released.

Half an hour later, the nurse had finished dressing Vincent.

"Fortunately, that middle-aged man's strength is not big, you hide more timely, just scratch the skin, recuperate for a few days and scab, these days pay attention not to use the injured arm, pay attention to clean and do not touch water."

"OK, thank you, nurse!"

Si Chen stood at the door of the ward and silently wrote down the nurse's orders, which was a relief.

Instead, Vincent, who was injured, looked at her with ease.

"You see, I said it's OK. If I hadn't been a good man now, that old man couldn't hurt me at all!"

Speaking of the last sentence, a cold light flashed through Vincent's eyes. No way, he wants to stay in China, and the condition under which he talks with national security is that he can not cause violence in China.

As soon as he saw Vincent waving his injured arm, he immediately stepped forward and was at a loss.

"Put your hands down and have a good rest!"

Vincent raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. He had never seen her so worried. He was a little flattered.

"Are you worried about me?"

"Of course I am worried!"

Si Chen did not hesitate to answer, the bottom of my heart felt guilty.

"They came for me. If you didn't want to save me, you wouldn't have suffered."

Si Chen finished and dropped her head. The look of her remorse fell into the eyes of the man, and the smile in the corner of his mouth also disappeared.

"I regret it."

"What do you say?"

Si Chen looks up in surprise and looks at the man calmly.

"I regret that I didn't kick that old man to death, and let him chop a knife, which made you feel bad."

Vincent said solemnly that at that time, he only considered the treaty with the Ministry of national security, but did not carefully consider the feelings of Si Chen.