Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 1884 Strategy Game Otaku
Yan Gui was slightly startled, then quickly supported her body, put his hand on the back of her head, and asked nervously: "Is there anything wrong?"

He never thought that the scenery would come to block him. In fact, even if there is no scenery, he can avoid it.

"I..." Jingjing half-closed her eyes, feeling dizzy, she shook her head slightly, "I'm fine..."

However, Yan Gui noticed that the hand he put on her head felt the warm liquid, he slowly raised his trembling hand, the blood stained on his hand hurt his eyes.

Feng Feng tried hard to wake up, but failed. She leaned against him limply, feeling powerless all over.

"I'll take you to the hospital...you'll be fine..." Yan Gui picked up the semi-comatose person, and he walked quickly to the black car, whether it was Brother Skeleton's people or the group Bodyguards, their eyes were red, so no one stopped them.

The car door was opened from the inside, and sitting in the car was a man who was staring intently at the screen of his mobile phone. He didn't seem to notice that Yan Gui was anxiously walking over with his wounded scenery in his arms. Perhaps it could also be said, He doesn't care at all.

Yan Gui put Feng Jing into the car first, and then he said: "Qing Feng is injured, and needs to go to the hospital immediately."

He didn't say this to the man playing with his mobile phone, but to the driver sitting in front.

The driver glanced at the man in black sitting behind him again, and then he looked at Yan Gui and nodded, "Okay."

When Yan Gui was about to get in the car and embrace the scenery, his mobile phone rang. The ringtone of this call was different from the ringtones of other calls he received. In other words, this was the one he had set special attention to. Scenery in a coma, he finally took out his mobile phone hesitantly. The name on the caller ID was the person he had been looking forward to for a long time. He connected the phone, "Is there something wrong?"

I don't know what the person on the other side said, but his expression suddenly changed. After a long time, he said, "I'll be over soon."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Gui took a step into the car and stepped out again, but he didn't rush to leave, but bent down to look at Feng Jing's little face, with entanglements in his eyes that others couldn't understand, But in the end, there is still a choice. He raised his eyes and said to the man in the car who had not said a word from the beginning to the end: "For the sake of being friends since we were young, you can help me take care of her for a while, yes." ?"

The silent man remained silent, and the only thing he was interested in seemed to be his mobile phone.

Yan Gui, who was well aware of his temperament, understood that he agreed. Yan Gui stretched out his hand to caress Fengguang's cheek, then he stood up straight, and after saying "thank you", he turned and left.

Soon, the car drove towards the hospital.

When the car was turning a corner, Feng Jing, who was leaning on the back of the seat, tilted her body, and unfortunately fell on the man's lap.

Wei Dun, the man playing with the mobile phone, he never liked to be in contact with people, even Yan Gui who grew up with him, he didn't like it either.

When he reached out to help her fall to the other side, she let out a soft snort, and his hand stopped, as if he had been frightened.

He had an illusion that if he touched it like this, she would shatter like glass.

Then, he saw that the corner of his clothes was gently grasped by a white hand, and the unconscious person opened his eyes a crack, her eyes seemed to be foggy, hazy, she whispered unconsciously , "Yan Gui...I'm so cold..."

Her face was pale, and the blood from the wound on her head slightly wetted her hair. Now she looks like... Like what?

In the forest, a little wounded cub is begging the hunter for mercy.

Not long after she woke up, she closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep again.

After a while, the man put down his mobile phone without saying a word. He helped the person lying on his lap up first, then hugged her, let her sit on his lap, her face was pressed against his. Chest, the hand holding the hem of his clothes has not let go.

The man took out a white handkerchief and gently pressed her bleeding wound. Because of the pain, she whimpered softly.

He looked slightly stagnant, and gently patted her on the back with the other hand, "Don't be afraid...it will be fine soon."

The driver who heard the sound trembled and almost drove the car into the river.

(End of this chapter)