Su Jingya frowned, covering her ears and shouted in pain: "Don't be noisy, my head hurts!"

"Alright, alright, alright, I won't make any noise!" Huangfu Yu's thick and sharp brows furrowed, upon hearing her say that he had a headache, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Is it painful?!"

She raised his hand to touch her head that was covered with wounds from the stone, just as her fingers touched her, Su Jingya started to groan in pain.

's heart trembled.

Looking up, Huangfu Yu said to Zhao Yi: "Call Ao Er to rush to Fan City within three hours. Also, contact the Fan City's best doctor.

"Yes, third brother!" Hearing that, Zhao Yi immediately signaled the driver to stop, and quickly got out of the car.

Zhao Yi waved for the black carriage to stop, and got the bodyguards to get off. Then, he got in and said to the driver, "To the 'Fan Rui' Hospital."

The black car then turned around and sped off in another direction.

After instructing Zhao Yi to leave, Huangfu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who rested on his knee with deeply furrowed brows.

His broad and strong palm brushed across her messy hair, wanting to straighten it out. However, the tangled and tangled hair pulled at her injured scalp, causing Su Jingya's entire face to crease in pain.

"It hurts!" She raised her voice in surprise.

Hearing that, Huangfu Yu immediately stopped, his fingers moved past her hair, and realised that a lot of parts of her scalp were injured, the blood that leaked out was all gone.

In that instant, a trace of cold fiendish energy flashed past Huangfu Yu's eyes.

Su Jingya grabbed onto the hand that was rubbing her head and angrily cried out: "I told you not to move, why are you still pulling my hair?! Don't you know it hurts?! I'm going to die from the pain, did you see me die from the pain, that's why I'm so happy?! "

His tone was full of anger, reproach and complaints. As Huangfu Yu listened, his gaze fell on the tears that fell from the corner of her eyes. In a panic, he comforted her: "Alright, I won't touch your hair.

At this moment, Su Jingya felt pain all over her body. Especially the head.

She felt as if needles were stabbing deeply into her brain, causing her to feel so much pain that she was about to vomit.

The waves of dizziness made her feel really uncomfortable.

Looking at her painful expression, Huangfu Yu truly wished that the one injured was him.

At the same time that he felt pain in his heart, he could clearly feel a strong sense of anger, as if his dantian had rushed up to his head, and seeing Su Jingya slowly and steadily passing out, Huangfu Yu suddenly raised his pitch black eyes.

Her eyes were soft and gentle like water. They had long since disappeared without a trace. In their place, there was only a chilling viciousness.

A sharp and dangerous cold light suddenly appeared. Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and other stuff only took a quick glance and understood what was going on. Jin Xin said in a low voice, "third brother, let's go and deal with it first."

Huangfu Yu didn't say a word, and only pursed his lips, silently hugging the woman who was resting on his thigh.

The long, luxurious Lincoln stopped again. A few seconds later, it sped towards the beautiful and quiet private villa in the suburbs.

Twenty minutes later, the Lincoln parked steadily in front of the villa.

The driver nimbly got off the car, and took a detour to Huangfu Yu's car, respectfully opening the door for him, and shouted: "Young Master Yu!"

Huangfu Yu originally wanted to ask Su Jingya if he could get off the carriage himself, but seeing that she seemed to be asleep, he didn't want to wake her up.

With gentle movements, he picked her up and crawled out of the low door with great difficulty.

Getting off the car was no doubt an easy task. Furthermore, carrying a woman out of the car would also be … No doubt about it.

However, the worst thing was to not disturb the woman in his arms.

Huangfu Yu not only had to move slowly, he also had to maintain an extremely high balance. He felt that this was a work that really relied on his arm strength and ability.

As he carried Su Jingya out of the carriage, Huangfu Yu let out a long sigh. The wound on his shoulder and thigh had not completely healed even after eating the bullet, and it was beginning to hurt.

It was as if it had been torn apart.

When Su Jingya woke up again, she was woken up by the piercing pain. She felt something warm and moist brush against her skin, and her wounds were slightly painful due to the scorching heat.

His tensed nerves from before finally relaxed, but at this moment, they had once again tensed up.

Suddenly opening her eyes, she stared warily at the scene in front of her, reflexively raising her fist high.

However, her pupils contracted, after seeing everything in front of her, Su Jingya slowly relaxed her tensed mental state. She looked at the man who was wiping the dirt on her body with a hot towel, and a peculiar emotion quickly flashed past her eyes.

Perhaps, she didn't believe from the start that someone as cold and proud as Huangfu Yu would lower his status to this level and help wipe off her body.

"Awake?!" Did it hurt you?! " Huangfu Yu's voice was low, very heavy, and his rich voice was very magnetic, very pleasant to listen to.

It was soft and gentle, causing Su Jingya to be immediately stunned.

Seeing that she did not react, Huangfu Yu pulled her hand that was still clenched into a fist, patiently and carefully wiped his fingers clean one by one. Then, he dipped the handkerchief in hot water and washed it clean, spreading it in the air.

In this way, the handkerchief would not be too hot, causing her wounds to ache.

And the appropriate temperature, to help soothe the sore muscles, can stretch the body and mind.

"Wait a minute, the doctor will be here in a moment. You have to wash your hair before they come. " Huangfu Yu whispered.

Her gaze landed on her messy and dusty hair. Her straight and thick eyebrows could not help but slightly frown.

He had never seen such dirty hair in his life.

The last time he had fled with her, he had never seen her hair look so bad.

And when Su Jingya heard his words, she could not help but raise her hand to touch her own hair, but was stopped by Huangfu Yu.

Frowning, Huangfu Yu said: "Don't touch it. It took me a while to wipe my hands clean. "

"Oh!" Su Jingya obediently let out an "Oh", allowing Huangfu Yu to deal with this special issue. The way in which dirty items are handled.

Although this comparison was not suitable, and was not very comfortable, but when Su Jingya looked at Huangfu Yu's handsome face, which was close to scrunching into a frown, she knew: This man is like most rich and handsome men, he has a obsession with cleanliness.