She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Tongnian came to his senses the moment he saw Yan Zhan and Manshu.

"I say, you two are fighting bloody battles in the middle of the night?"

Yan Zhan glanced at him coldly, and the blood on his face was even more terrifying.

Childhood couldn't help but shudder: "Oh, I'm talking nonsense, are you guys going to kill someone in a fit of passion?"

Look at this body, there is more than one person's blood, right?

"Treat her wound first." Yan Zhan didn't waste time talking to him.

He didn't say anything, and childhood didn't dare to ask.

The main injury on Manshu's body was on his forehead.

Childhood care for the little girl: "Oh, sister, you are hurt a lot, didn't you have a fight with that guy outside?"

"No, we had a car accident. The people on the other side were hit even harder." Manshu said with a smile.

"You can still laugh? Just because the people on the other side are worse off than you?" Tongnian reached out and tapped Manshu's forehead.

She grimaced in pain.

"Little Nian Gao, be gentle!" Manshu called out the name unconsciously.

Tongnian was stunned. This was the nickname given to him by the old man of the Yan family.

When he grew up, he no longer allowed people around him to call him that.

"Little girl, who told you to call brother Xiao Nian Gao? Call me Brother Tong, do you understand?"

Childhood tapped her forehead again, and Manshu reached out to push him away.

The two made a fuss.

This was the scene that Yan Zhan saw when he came in after smoking a cigarette.

He frowned fiercely: "Childhood!"

His voice was cold, and as soon as he shouted, childhood stopped immediately.

The expressions of the two were like those of naughty kids who were caught fighting by adults.

"A Zhan is here." Tongnian immediately cleaned up the scene tidyly, prepared the gauze and medicine, and prepared to treat Yan Zhan's wound.

Manshu sat aside obediently like a primary school student.

Seeing her like this, Yan Zhan couldn't say anything serious.

"Does your head hurt?"

Manshu shook his head. This little pain was nothing to him.

"Let Childhood treat your wounds quickly."

"Okay. I'll take you home after I'm done with it." Yan Zhan didn't plan to ask the driver to take her home.

He was also worried about what might happen on the way.

Manshu was involved, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Perhaps, Manshu was involved the last time the Thieves came looking for him, but he just hadn't become alert yet.

He opened his mouth, wanting to let Manshu live in Moon Bay temporarily, but felt it was not appropriate.

Forget it, she is usually at school and goes home as soon as she leaves the school gate. Those people should not be so brave.

"You are injured, I can take a taxi back by myself." Manshu frowned.

Yan Zhan had just lost a lot of blood. His left arm was scratched by broken glass and had several bruises. His right hand was also injured.

He had to deal with so many people alone, it was a relief that he wasn't seriously injured.

Not only Yan Zhan, but even Tong Qing didn't care much about this minor injury.

"What do you call his injuries?" Childhood brought in something new. "For a man, the injuries on his body are medals. If the injuries on our Ah Zhan's body were replaced with medals, they would be strung together into a string."

Under Manshu's surprised gaze, Yan Zhan said coldly: "Shut up."

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up. I'm the only one who talks too much." Childhood raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

Yan Zhan asked Manshu to wait aside, and he let childhood control him.

Tongnian, however, called out to Manshu with a sense of mischief: "Manman, don't go yet. Help me take off his clothes."

The broken glass not only cut Yan Zhan's arm, but also splashed onto his body, piercing his skin.

These are minor wounds that need to be treated carefully.