It was a gunshot!

Jiang Shu opened his eyes for the first time, and suddenly saw the bullet hit the bald knife, and the knife fell to the ground, and he looked at the person in the distance in disbelief——

Fu Shiyan was wearing a black shirt, the cuffs were not rolled up, and the lines were extremely smooth. Moving forward along his wrist, he held a gun squarely in his hand, and the muzzle was still smoking.

The man came against the light, followed by several people.

He walked very eagerly, and when he approached, Jiang Shu sat on the ground in embarrassment, with tears still hanging down, so wronged that he couldn't say a word.

She didn't care why Fu Shiyan came, she was just aggrieved and scared.

The bald head lost his weapon and retreated steadily, but he didn't cry for mercy, but knelt down on the ground. He knew that his life was going to be ruined.

"Wen Dong!" Secretary Huo came after him, and was too shocked to speak when he saw this scene.

Seeing Fu Shiyan, Wen Jing seemed to be relieved, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Don't sleep!" Jiang Shu lost his voice.

"Send people to the hospital, hurry up!" Fu Shiyan said immediately.

So the bodyguards who followed hurriedly took the person from Jiang Shu, and several people carried them out and ran out until they got into the car.

Jiang Shu wanted to get up and follow out, but Fu Shiyan raised his hand and pressed him down, and then sat back down.

She stared at him blankly, not knowing what to feel for a while.

Fu Shiyan put the gun away, just squatted down, and looked at her at the same level. He held her thin wrist, which was badly worn.

Looking at the situation here, I know how much she has suffered!

His Adam's apple slipped, and after a while, he said, "I've suffered."

"these years."

"..."

Jiang Shu was like a broken porcelain doll, and after being greatly stimulated, she showed a dazed expression.

Lu Xun climbed over a mountain and came in a hurry, and saw Wen Jing being carried out, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly entered the abandoned construction site, and suddenly saw the bodyguards detaining the bald head, and Jiang Shu was sitting there in the corner .

Fu Shiyan half-kneeled in front of her, with a pious attitude as if treating his own god——

All of Lu Xun's worries and tensions disappeared, replaced by a kind of unobtainable jealousy.

He is late.

But how could it be, when he left, Fu Shiyan was clearly still at the scene, how could he find this place so quickly!

Could it be that he already knew!

Everything was ready when the rescue came. Secretary Huo took the medicine box from the car and brought it over. Fu Shiyan smeared the medicine on her wrist, being careful and thoughtful.

Neither of them said anything.

He carefully and carefully treated her wrist, wrapped it in gauze, and then half-kneeled on the ground to treat her ankle wound. Only then did Jiang Shu numbly ask, "Will Wen Jing die?"

Fu Shiyan kept moving.

He just looked at it. Wen Jing's wound was on his back. The wound was not very deep, so it shouldn't be fatal.

"No, I will ask the best doctor in the city to save him."

Jiang Shu turned a deaf ear, "He's dead, what should I do?"

Her eyes were clean, and she looked at him blankly, "Am I going to bear another life?"

This kind of Jiang Shu made Fu Shiyan's heart ache, and he said firmly, "I said, no."

"Everything is up to me, Xiaoshu."

The two looked at each other, and they both knew that Xiao Shu was not calling Jiang Shu, but Wen Shu.

Jiang Shu froze for a moment, and then felt dizzy in her head. The inhuman torture these days finally made her unable to hold on, and she fell down.

"Xiao Shu!"

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