Chapter 947: You saw it when you were most embarrassed
"You're looking for Qingjue?" He frowned, full of confusion, "A month ago, you left the country of He, what's the matter?" He's gone again? ”
Qingying was silent, silent for a moment, and hurriedly walked forward.
After walking not far, she stumbled on the soles of her feet, fell straight forward, and fell to the ground.
She snorted and struggled on the ground, unable to get up, holding one hand over her abdomen.
Lu Nan frowned, stepped forward in a deep step, and dragged her up.
At this time, Qingying took his hand away, his palm was facing the street lamp, and there was a blood stain in his palm, which was extremely terrifying.
"Shot?" He let go of his hand, and Qingying took a step forward and bent down again.
He wanted to go up and pull her, but she raised her hand to stop her, "It's okay, don't worry about me!" Let's go, don't meddle in the affairs of Qingquemen! ”
After the words fell, two more men in black walked out of the alley in front of them, who seemed to be in the same party as the men in black.
"Let's go!" She got up, pulled Lu Nan and ran.
The two of them rushed out of the alley to the brightest street where the lights were brightest, and the two men in black followed.
Qingying dragged Lu Nan and dodged behind the light sign of a shop, but the man in black didn't leave, looking around.
The man looked down, looked at her smoky gray coat that was gradually soaked with blood, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me." ”
Qingying glanced at him, didn't speak, and followed him.
They turned the other side of the street, and after more than ten minutes they left that generation, and walked another way, completely shaking off the man in black.
"Where do you live?" He glanced at the large blood stain on the right side of her abdomen, keeping an eye on her surroundings to prevent the man in black from reappearing.
Qingying didn't answer, only patted him on the shoulder, and dropped a sentence, "Let's go!" ”
The man was silent, his arms folded over his chest, and watched her walk farther and farther, but before he could get out of his sight, she stopped and bent down, as if in pain.
"Be strong!" He walked over and helped her up.
"Are you very proud?" She stood up and watched him say something suddenly.
"Smug?" He helped her back, not understanding what she meant.
"When I was most embarrassed, I was seen by you, and you would definitely think that the killers of Qingque Gate were nothing more than that." She laughed at herself.
"You care so much about other people's opinions?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you care?" She sneered, trying to break free from his hand, but as soon as she moved, a dull pain in her abdomen forced her to give up.
Lu Nan was silent, and had already helped her to the door of the apartment at this time.
"Going to your house?" She looked up at the high-end residential buildings in front of her, and just looking at the building facilities, she knew that the construction cost was expensive.
"Or you can go to the hospital, but in your situation, you probably won't be able to walk through the hospital and die on the streets." Lu Nan helped her into the door of the apartment.
Qingying didn't speak, just turned her head to look at the street, and finally followed him into the apartment.
Lu Nan's apartment is on the nineteenth floor, which is the best floor, and it is also a duplex building, with four hundred square meters up and down, not only spacious, but it can be said that it is outrageous to live alone.
In addition to the basic bedrooms, there is a gym and a library.
When the man went to get the medicine box, Qingying sat on the sofa, looked around, and finally stared at the south-facing panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows.
It is worthy of the most expensive apartment in the city center, with a superb night view, and you can see the most prosperous downtown with a panoramic view.
"The tools are here, can you do it yourself?" Lu Nan took the medicine box and put it on the coffee table.
"Where's the bathroom?" She lifted the medicine box and stood up.