Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

The frozen color of the blood hurt Qin Yiren's eyes.

For half a minute, she just stared blankly like that, her face was so pale that she seemed about to faint in an instant, she completely forgot to observe the surrounding situation, and she also forgot that Mary was chasing and killing them, and she couldn't even move her fingers.

If it's a nightmare.

Now is the time to wake up...

Biting her lower lip with her white teeth, Qin Yiren pushed the man whose life and death were unknown with trembling hands, and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Jing Xing? Bo Jingxing?"

The man didn't respond.

I don't know if I didn't hear her call, or if I couldn't answer...

The mood is tense to the extreme.

Qin Yiren held his breath, paused in mid-air with his outstretched hand, and lightly placed it on the man's neck, feeling a weak pulse.

Bo Jingxing is still alive!

This idea appeared in her mind like lightning, making her sober immediately.

Cautiously letting the man lie down on his side, Qin Yiren looked around and realized that she and Bao Jingxing were floating in the sea. There were two fishing boats moored in the distance, and Mary and the pursuers were not seen for the time being.

Force yourself to stay calm.

Qin Yiren quickly found where Bao Jingxing was injured, and felt a large area of ​​dried blood with her fingertips, proving that everything she saw before she passed out was true.

Mary pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew towards her, but Bao Jingxing blocked it for her...

The price was that the bullet hit him.

Although no vital parts were injured, the bleeding was prodigious and likely contributed to his unconsciousness.

He looked helplessly at the unconscious man with his eyes closed.

Qin Yiren didn't know where she was, and she didn't know how to drive a yacht, but the most important thing now was to send Bao Jingxing to the hospital for blood transfusion and treatment.

Breathe in the unique taste of the sea breeze.

Qin Yiren rummaged through Bao Jingxing's pocket lightly and found his cell phone.

Press to turn on the screen, prompting that fingerprint verification is required.

Holding Bao Jingxing's hand to unlock the phone, Qin Yiren was at a loss for what to do about the current situation, and wanted to get in touch with his brother immediately.

however.

The phone seemed to be programmed. No matter how many times she tried again, she couldn't open other apps. The only thing she could call was a number stored in advance.

He stared blankly at the unfamiliar contact.

Qin Yiren hesitated whether to make this call, looking at the unconscious man with complicated eyes.

If these were all he expected in advance, this number was the escape route he prepared, and the escape route did not include asking her to ask her family for help.

At this time, his possessiveness still made her palpitate and it was hard to accept.

Watch the signal displayed on your phone.

Qin Yiren gritted her teeth, and boldly dialed the number, not knowing who the other party was and whether she would come to help her.

beep...

After a long waiting tone, a steady voice sounded from the phone: "Jing Xing?"

Qin Yiren frowned in embarrassment. She had met Uncle Bo a few times, but the voice on the phone didn't sound very similar.

It's hard to explain the current situation clearly, she tentatively said: "Hello, I am..."

"Are you Xiaoqian?"

The people over there interrupted her, and asked bluntly, "Where's Jing Xing? Where are you?"

"Sorry, I don't know where we are either."

Qin Yiren heaved a sigh of relief, since the other party could call her by name, it meant that Bo Jingxing had already arranged to retreat, "We are at sea, I can't use his cell phone, he is injured, I want to send him to the hospital, and... "

"Don't panic, speak slowly." The person on the other side of the phone reassured: "There is a radar icon on Jing Xing's phone, you turn it on, I can check your location through the satellite, and then ask someone to pick you up .”

Qin Yiren sniffed the tip of his nose, and quickly did as he said: "Thank you! Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome. I heard that you graduated from a medical school. I don't know if Jing Xing's injury is serious or not. Can you guarantee that he will survive?"

"I dare not touch him casually. The bleeding wound has almost stopped. What he needs most now is blood transfusion. The two of us are on the speedboat and we haven't seen the shore for a while. I don't have the tools for surgery."

"Okay, I see. If you look in the driving position, you may be able to find the medicine box."

"I'm looking for it now!"

Qin Yiren held up his mobile phone and rummaged for a while in a panic. In the hidden compartment, he found the things needed for general surgery, including hemostatic agents and bandages, basic antibacterial drugs, and...

Looking at the whole set of hoses, Qin Yiren's eyes lit up, and he said firmly to the phone: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let him have an accident."

"please."

The person on the phone also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally remembered to introduce himself: "I'm Bao Jingxing's uncle. I just monitored your location. I will send someone to pick you up as soon as possible. Since Jingxing is unconscious, please stay calm."

"I will."

Qin Yiren returned to Bao Jingxing with the medicine kit, stared at his pale and handsome face, and hung up the phone temporarily.

now.

The grievances and grievances of the past are no longer important, all she thinks about is letting him live.

Open the disposable lancing device.

Qin Yiren rolled up her sleeves, and without thinking, poked the needle into her vein, and the dark red blood slowly filled the bag, and her complexion quickly became ugly.

I have never been so grateful for my universal blood type.

Qin Yiren frowned and endured the dizziness that was going to be weak, and drew blood to the upper limit that the human body could bear, and then injected it into Bao Jingxing's body.

There is no sterile environment right now, so she dare not operate to remove the bullet in his body.

As long as a blood transfusion is needed, Bo Jingxing will be safe and sound.

Seeing his own blood dripping into the man's body drop by drop, Qin Yiren was so dazed that he couldn't sit still, silently praying that Uncle Bo would send someone over quickly.

As time goes by minute by minute.

Bao Jingxing, who was in a coma, reacted a little, moved his slender fingertips, and slowly opened his eyes.

pity.

Qin Yiren did not see this scene immediately.

First, she hit her head on the deck and then drew hundreds of cc of blood. She inevitably fell into a semi-conscious state, clutching Bao Jingxing's cell phone tightly so as not to miss Uncle Bo's contact.

"...Xiaoqian?"

Looking at the sky at dawn, Bao Jingxing stood up abruptly, his movements touched his wound, and he frowned instantly in pain.

Followed by.

He saw the equipment being transfused, and the little woman lying beside him, frail and pale as a doll.

"Xiao Qian!"

Realized what Qin Yiren had done when he was unconscious.

Bao Jingxing's expression became extremely complicated, and because the wound could not move around, he could only gently hold her hand: "Xiaoqian?"

The slender eyelashes trembled.

Qin Yiren's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them, and he could vaguely hear the melodious piano music on his mobile phone.

There was also a man's deep and hoarse voice: "Uncle, we are fine, where are you?"