While reassuring Bai Yue that he was fine, Jiang Ling dropped the bullet on the plate on the other side with two bangs. He immediately changed his gestures to stop Bai Yue's bleeding, and then said, "The bullet has been taken out...you will be fine. , you'll be fine."

Bai Yue smiled weakly, the blood on his face faded in an instant, as if his life was being pulled out of his body bit by bit, he slowly closed his eyes, "But I'm so tired... the bullet was finally taken out, Can I get some sleep?"

Jiang Ling was stunned, and while helping him bandage the wound to stop the bleeding, he pressed the skin on his artery, and felt that the temperature on Bai Yue's body was getting lower and lower.

"No...you'll be fine, Bai Yue, you have to persevere...the bullets are all taken out, you can't have any more accidents."

If he died because of excessive blood loss, Jiang Ling would never forgive himself.

"Bai Yue!"

Seeing that Bai Yue's eyes were about to close, Jiang Ling held Bai Yue's hand, trying to transfer his own heat to Bai Yue. His body was too cold, because he had lost too much blood, causing his body temperature to rise. Gradually falling, Jiang Ling had no choice but to turn on the heater in the room in summer.

He went to get a basin of hot water, wiped off all the blood-stained places for Bai Yue, and mopped the whole house inside and out until there was no smell of blood at all. In the room, the heater was humming on, and Bai Yue's face finally turned red.

Jiang Ling looked at Bai Yue's appearance and looked at the dishcloth in his hand. For some reason, he suddenly let out a low laugh, and then the man threw the dishcloth on the table beside him, took two steps back and sat down.

Sitting down, he covered his face with his hands.

I don't know why there is such a sudden thought of relief, and I don't know why, if something happened to Bai Yue, he would be so nervous.

Jiang Ling was panting with laughter, and then he stood up and walked slowly to Bai Yue's bedside. He was falling into a long deep sleep with his eyes closed, Jiang Ling reached out and took off his clothes completely.

Then he took it outside and set it on fire, then took another set of clothes from the closet that he hadn't worn yet, cut off the tag, and put it beside Bai Yue.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Ling considered that Bai Yue's body temperature was low now, so he could only sigh and walked forward again, and sat down by the bed.

Then, Jiang Ling stretched out his hand to lift Bai Yue up, and put the clothes on his head from the bottom. After all, he was raised by the Jiang family's rich clothes and jade food. It was the first time for him to serve others to get dressed, and he was even seriously injured. Coma.

When he was buttoning up Bai Yue's shirt, he accidentally touched the skin of Bai Yue's waist. The cool touch made Jiang Ling's fingers tremble violently.

He withdrew his hand and stared blankly at Bai Yue.

Looking at his silver hair, looking at his face that is fairer than a normal man, just sleeping there with his eyes closed, it seems that he will never wake up.

Jiang Ling's pulse speeded up at this moment. He didn't speak, he buttoned Bai Yue in a panic, then turned and left, as if he would be infected by a virus if he looked at Bai Yue again, he hurriedly left the room and closed the door. Time still deliberately suppressed the intensity.

Then Jiang Ling leaned his back against the door and took a few deep breaths.

what happened……

Why... there is such an illusion?
Bai Yue lying inside was just his friend, helping him put on a shirt, why did he panic?

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