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"Luo...Luo Beiqiao..." Su Miao called out to the other party in a trembling voice, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Hey, I'm fine." Luo Beiqiao patted him on the back, "Miaomiao, don't be afraid."

His voice was as calm and reassuring as ever.

Su Miao froze and didn't dare to touch Luo Beiqiao at all. He couldn't see the wound, but he felt it just now.

"Luo Beiqiao, don't move, let me go, I... let's go to the hospital." Su Miao couldn't stop crying.

Luo Beiqiao responded lightly, and slowly let go of Su Miao.

Su Miao left his arms and saw that his face had turned pale at the moment, indicating that the wound was not serious.

The people around worked together to subdue the gangster with the machete. Su Miao didn't have the energy to take care of him. At this time, the little fat man ran over and shouted, "Su Miao, hurry up, the car is parked outside."

Sitting in the car, Su Miao could clearly see the wound on Luo Beiqiao's back. It was a very long wound, almost stretching from the shoulder to the waist.

It was uncertain how deep the wound was, but the back of the dark suit Luo Beiqiao was wearing was soaked in blood.

Su Miao's tears never stopped. Luo Beiqiao knew that he was afraid, so he comforted him: "It's not deep, don't be afraid, I..."

Su Miao covered his lips with a fierce expression on her tearful face, "You're still talking about such nonsense, don't you know it hurts, don't say it."

Luo Beiqiao smiled and said in a doting tone, "Okay, I'll listen to you and stop talking."

Excessive bleeding makes people dizzy easily, and Luo Beiqiao couldn't hold on. Su Miao looked at his paler and paler cheeks, and regardless of the presence of Xiaopangdun and Li Ang in the car, she took him into her arms and let the other party's His head rested on his shoulder.

"Luo Beiqiao, don't faint, listen to me, okay?" The blood flowing from Luo Beiqiao's back stained a large area of ​​his clothes. Su Miao watched too many people who bleed to death on TV. It's unbelievable in reality, Luo Beiqiao's injury was not so fatal, but he was really scared, and said in a crying voice: "I want to talk to you, you don't have to answer me, just listen quietly, okay? ?”

Luo Beiqiao replied "Yes".

The car was a little dark, Su Miao touched Luo Beiqiao's forehead with her lips, and her voice trembled when she spoke.

What he said were trivial matters, some of which had nothing to do with the two of them, but Luo Beiqiao tried hard to listen.

Later, perhaps because she really couldn't hold on any longer, Luo Beiqiao put her lips to Su Miao's ear, and whispered something that only the two of them could hear.

He said: "Miaomiao, you are worried about my appearance, and only have my appearance in your eyes. I really like it."

There were emergency doctors waiting at the entrance of the hospital. As soon as their car arrived, the doctor surrounded him and lifted Luo Beiqiao to the emergency cart. Su Miao's expression was tense, and she said "be quiet" several times. .

A doctor saw his blood and thought he was wounded too.

Su Miao followed the emergency cart all the way to the emergency room. On the way, she almost fell down several times, but it was Li Ang who supported him all the way.

The hospital receives countless patients every day, and there are naturally many family members of the patients, but it is not uncommon to see someone covered in blood like Su Miao.

Su Miao couldn't care about anything else at the moment, he was sitting by the wall outside the clinic, thinking of the scene where Luo Beiqiao held him without any scruples and shielded him from the knife, his heart was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

Xiao Pangdun sat beside him and accompanied him, hugged his shoulders and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Miaomiao, uncle, he will be fine." After speaking, Li Ang, who was sitting on the other side of Su Miao With a wink, he signaled Li Ang to say a few words.

Li Ang looked sad for a moment.

In the car, what Su Miao said and did to Luo Beiqiao lingered in his mind for a long time.

Probably due to their different moods, Xiao Pangdun and Li Ang who saw this scene had completely different thoughts.

What Little Fatty thought was that the relationship between Su Miao and his uncle was too good. The uncle blocked the knife for his nephew, and the nephew hugged his uncle in the car and said those words. He couldn't be more moved.

But Li Ang did feel that the relationship between Su Miao and Luo Beiqiao seemed a little unusual, not like ordinary uncles and nephews at all, but like... a couple, lovers.

Li Ang closed his eyes, hoping that he was thinking too much.

He didn't say comforting words, but turned to Su Miao and asked, "Do you need to call your family?"

After Li Ang reminded Su Miao to react, he touched his pocket and wanted to make a call, but he couldn't find the phone.

Little Fatty handed him his mobile phone, "It has your mother's mobile phone number on it."

"Yeah." Su Miao responded, and instead of checking the phone book, she pressed the phone numbers one by one.

When the phone was connected, Ji Qing's gentle voice came through the microphone, which calmed down Su Miao's fearful heart.

The long silence made his lips a little dry and his voice a little rough, "Mom, uncle is injured, you and Uncle Luo come to the hospital quickly."

Ji Qing could hear the fragility in his voice, and didn't dare to ask anything else. After asking for the address of the hospital, she turned to the phone and said, "Miaomiao, don't be afraid, we'll rush there now."

Su Miao heard Luo Dongming's voice on the phone. He didn't say anything more, hung up the phone, fell silent again, and buried his head in his knees.

Li Ang moved his arms to grab his shoulders, but finally gave up.

Three boys sat in a row by the wall outside the emergency room, each looking more miserable than the other, like cabbages abandoned in the field.

Luo Dongming and Ji Qing came very quickly, and when Ji Qing came, she almost fainted from fright when she saw Su Miao's blood all over her body.

"This...it's not my blood, it's my uncle's...it's my uncle's..." Su Miao looked dull, staring straight at her blood-stained white shirt.

This shirt was bought for him by Luo Beiqiao. This morning Luo Beiqiao also said that he looks very elegant in a white shirt and looks good.

"Mom, Uncle Luo, in fact, I should be the one who was injured. It was my uncle who blocked the knife for me, and he blocked the knife for me." With moist eyes, Su Miao told the two of them the truth.

Luo Dongming seemed very sensible and did not anger Su Miao because of this. He even comforted Su Miao a few words, then took out his mobile phone and made a call. After a while, several doctors entered the emergency room.

More than half an hour later, the door of the emergency room opened, and the attending doctor who came out told about Luo Beiqiao's current situation, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

What the doctor said was: "The wound is a little long, but fortunately it is not deep, and it needs to be recuperated for a while."

Luo Beiqiao was transferred to the ward, Luo Dongming and Ji Qing followed, and Su Miao sent Xiaopangdun and Li Ang off.

The homes of the two of them are not in the same direction, and they couldn't take the same car to send Xiaopangdun away. Li Ang didn't rush to stop the car. Instead, he stood by the roadside with Su Miao. He looked at Su Miao and said: " You have a really good relationship with your uncle."