A heartthrob? Here you go!

Yu Yuehuai seemed to be splashed with cold water and woke up instantly. All the pain disappeared immediately and her arms clasped Yu Ge's waist even tighter.

Being noticed, the special inspector no longer hesitated and pulled the trigger, firing several shots in quick succession, with each shot aimed at Yu Ge.

The loud gunshot was keenly caught by Song Jingshen, and his eyes immediately turned red. He rushed over subconsciously and shouted with his heart broken.

"Get out of the way, little fish!"

Hearing the voice, Shen Du and Li Yi immediately turned around. The scene in front of them made them anxious and their eyes were bloodshot.

"Everyone, stop!"

"Stop shooting!"

After two roars, the gunfire stopped, but the bullets had already been fired.

When Yu Ge heard Song Jingshen's words, his first reaction was to grab Yu Yuehuai and throw him to the other side of the sofa.

But the outstretched hand was firmly grasped, and he held Yu Ge in his arms with great strength, turned around, and blocked several bullets with his back.

After the gunshots, blood flowed from his plump lips, and his lip beads were stained red by the blood. But after meeting Yu Ge's stunned gaze, he still trembled his lips and tried to force a smile to comfort her.

Yu Ge’s eyes widened instantly.

After being stunned for a few moments, Yu Ge quickly calmed down, dragged Yu Yuehuai to the side of the sofa, stretched out one hand and grabbed the round pillow of the sofa.

The outstretched arm was grazed by a passing bullet, taking away a piece of flesh and blood.

Yu Ge exerted force suddenly without frowning, and blue veins bulged instantly, and blood flowed along the veins to the back of his hand.

Yu Ge endured the pain from the shooting and dragged the sofa against the wall, forming a triangular isolation that completely blocked the bullet.

The bullets stopped and the gun was kicked away.

Special Inspector Pingfan was pressed to the ground by Shen Du. Li Yi grabbed the high-legged narrow table beside him and smashed it towards the place where the bullets came from, blocking the remaining few shots.

Song Jingshen rushed over and held up Yu Ge's arm.

"You're injured...Xiaoyu," Song Jingshen's eyes were red and he couldn't speak coherently. He held Yu Ge's arm with one hand, tore open his long sleeves, took out a tube of treatment liquid with one hand, bit open the cork, and poured the whole tube on him.

The light blue liquid soaked the bloody long sleeves and adhered to the wound, instantly turning into solidified gelatinous jelly, covering the wound.

The moment it was poured, Yu Ge’s voice rang out.

"Who has healing fluid?!"

Yu Ge held Yu Yuehuai with trembling hands, looking at the blood gushing out of his chest. He took a few deep breaths to suppress the anxious and angry emotions in his heart, and asked loudly.

As soon as he said this, he felt a slight tingling sensation on his arm. Yu Ge quickly turned around and saw the long silver tube in Song Jingshen's hand.

From the narrow semi-permeable wall exposed on the side of the long silver tube, Yu Ge saw a little blue liquid remaining inside.

Yu Ge snatched the long tube, pinched his cheek, pried open his mouth, and poured the liquid into Yu Yuehuai's mouth.

As soon as the tiny therapeutic liquid entered the mouth, it dissolved and flowed down, quickly taking a breath back.

But not enough.

Song Jingshen slowly clenched his hands, and knelt silently beside him, looking at Yu Yuehuai with terrifying cruelty and ruthlessness in his eyes.

So be it, just die like this.

It would be more comfortable to die like this.

Shen Du and Li Yi walked over quickly, and when they saw that Yu Ge was safe and sound, they breathed a sigh of relief and shook their heads at Yu Ge.

“Didn’t bring it?” Yu Ge’s eyes were blank for a moment, then he quickly dialed the emergency number and threw the communicator to Li Yi.

Song Jingshen cast a cold gaze at Li Yi and pursed his lips tightly.

Li Yi reacted quickly and caught the communicator. Just then the emergency communication was connected. Li Yi understood instantly, took the communicator and walked to the side, communicating with the emergency personnel while mobilizing the Li family's emergency helicopter.

Yu Ge tore off Yu Yuehuai's clothes and quickly took measures to stop the bleeding, but his breathing still gradually weakened.

The long period of blood loss and the bullet hitting the heart had made him extremely tired.

The always shiny silky hair was spread all over the floor, having lost all its luster and being stuck into wisps by the sticky blood, becoming tangled, messy, dull and dirty.

His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was no color on his lips and face.

Yu Ge tried his best to control his emotions and patrolled the room calmly.

His arms were still itching intensely, and Yu Ge hugged Yu Yuehuai tightly, not daring to let him go.

Song Jingshen said softly: "Xiaoyu, give it to me."

Yu Ge's sharp eyes shot towards him instantly, and he said ruthlessly and decisively: "No, get out of the way!"

There were messy footsteps outside the door, followed by a surprised question: "This... Commander Shen, what are you doing..."

"Get out of the way!" A cold female voice shouted, and Lin Shuyuan strode in, looking directly at Shen Du, and pulled the corner of her mouth.

"Special Commander Shen, you suspended me in a very impressive way!"

"Lin Shuyuan!" A voice interrupted Lin Shuyuan's questioning. Lin Shuyuan frowned and took a few steps closer, only to see Yu Ge covered in blood.

Her pupils suddenly trembled, and she strode over: "Are you hurt?"

As soon as he said this, his eyes glanced at Song Jingshen on the side and Li Yishi who was communicating calmly, and his anxious heart calmed down instantly.

Looking at Yu Ge again, I saw that her face was ruddy, but she was hugging someone tightly in her arms, covering her face tightly, with only her dirty, curly long hair showing from the gap between her arms.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Yu Ge asked for the treatment solution again, and when Lin Shuyuan shook his head regretfully, his heart sank to the bottom.

The itch on my arm became stronger and stronger, and the heartbeat of the person in my arms became weaker and weaker.

Is there really no way?

What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?

Fragmented and angry thoughts rushed in for a moment, then were forced to clear. Yu Ge took a few deep breaths, trying his best to calm himself down.

Stay calm! Think of a way to stabilize Yu Yuehuai's injury.

Yu Ge withdrew his gaze, and the moment he looked down at Yu Yuehuai, his eyes were fixed on his arm.

The wound where the bullet had scraped off a piece of flesh was now covered with a thick layer of light blue gelatinous substance.

Yu Ge made up his mind instantly. After carefully placing Yu Yuehuai on his knees, he reached out to touch the wound without hesitation.

A thick layer of treatment liquid was scraped off, and the sticky touch clung to the fingers.

The injured arm pinched Yu Yuehuai's cheek, pried open his mouth, and the finger that was scraping the treatment liquid hesitated for a moment, then decisively and swiftly stuffed it into his mouth and smeared the treatment liquid on his tongue.

The healing liquid on the fingers came into contact with the temperature of the mouth and immediately turned into a stream of water and flowed down, leaving only saliva covering Yu Ge's fingers.

The heartbeat suddenly intensified, and Yu Ge's eyes lit up. This time, he wanted to scrape off the thick layer directly.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was grabbed and hoarse pleading words were heard.