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She raised her head.
Xiao Moqing was staring at her coldly, with a cold light in his eyes and no warmth in his eyes.
Song Chujiu¡¯s heart felt cold and she subconsciously avoided his sight.
Xiao Moqing's eyes turned cold, and there was a deep coldness in his eyes.
After that, the two people didn¡¯t have any communication.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the car drove to the entrance of another airport in country A.
As soon as the car stopped, Jingze, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the car door, followed by Jing Huan.
"Mr. Xiao, everything is ready here."
Jingze reported in a respectful voice, his cold eyes swept over Song Chujiu's body, cold and unkind.
Xiao Moqing pulled Song Chujiu out of the car and asked calmly: "How long will it take to take off?"
"half an hour."
"Yeah." Xiao Moqing nodded, holding Song Chujiu's wrist and walking towards the airport.
He was very strong and his hand was very heavy. Song Chujiu's wrist was scratched with a clear mark, and her wrist was almost numb from the pain.
But she didn¡¯t open her mouth to cry out the pain, she was no longer qualified to speak.
Jing Huan followed, "Mr. Xiao, your wound has not completely healed yet. Can I check it for you first?"
"No need." Xiao Moqing declined flatly, "We'll talk about it later when we get on the plane."
Seeing his persistence, Jing Huan said nothing more, but his eyebrows were covered with a heavy haze, and his face did not look very good.
He glanced at Song Chujiu.
It¡¯s not like Jingze¡¯s eyes full of hatred, but there is an indescribable weirdness in his eyes, and it¡¯s even a little more probing.
His eyes didn't fall on her for long before he moved away.
Half an hour later, they finally got on the plane.
As the plane flew into the sky, Xiao Moqing finally let go of her hand.
He coughed lowly, his handsome face very pale.
Song Chujiu looked at the man coughing and frowning, and couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
He lost a lot of weight, and his face always looked pale after illness.
His skin was originally white, but it looked like there was no trace of blood at all.
"Mr. Xiao." Jing Huan came over, "Let me see your wound."
Xiao Moqing was wearing a black windbreaker, and the shirt inside was also black.
However, after taking off the windbreaker, you can still see that the color of the chest of the shirt is much darker than other parts.
Jing Huan¡¯s brows furrowed instantly, ¡°The wound is open and needs to be bandaged again.¡±
He helped Xiao Moqing into the medical room
Jingze on the side looked at Song Chujiu and said coldly: "Miss Song, please."
Song Chujiu glanced at Jingze and walked into the medical room.
The man had taken off his black shirt, and the white gauze on his chest had already been stained red with blood, even soaking the gauze on his chest.
Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes seemed to be dyed red, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, making it difficult to breathe.
The location of his injury was very, very close to his heart!
Jing Huan unwrapped the gauze on the man's body layer by layer, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Xiao Moqing was shot twice, and the other shot was in the shoulder, which was not serious.
But this shot was very close to the heart.
At this time, he should be lying in bed recovering from his injuries and shouldn't move around much.
But¡¡
Jing Huan couldn¡¯t help but glance at Song Chujiu again.
After Xiao Moqing's gunshot wound healed a little, he ordered someone to investigate the news about Song Chujiu. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com