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Chapter 1754 I can¡¯t die from this small injury

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    The pain in her body seemed to fade away with his voice, and the distant voice appeared in her mind, becoming clearer bit by bit, making her inexplicably sad and almost suffocating.

    At the same time, rough kisses fell like raindrops.

    With his legs separated by the man's knees, Song Chujiu bit his lower lip and resisted desperately, but he was no match for the strength of an adult man.

    She groped around randomly, and her fingertips touched a cold object.

    Without thinking, she hit the man on the head.

    "boom!"

    After the shattering sound, everything returned to calm.

    The fragments of the broken red wine bottle fell around, and blood slowly seeped out from the man's forehead, falling drop by drop on her face.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils shrank sharply, and he didn¡¯t come back to his senses for a long time.

    It wasn¡¯t until the man¡¯s body shook that Song Chujiu came to his senses from the shock.

    "Xiao Moqingare you okay?"

    She has always been a calm and sober person, but every time she meets Xiao Moqing, she becomes extremely irrational.

    She finally knew how the legendary crime of passion came about.

    When people are emotionally excited, it is always difficult to consider the consequences.

    Blood dripped down Xiao Moqing's forehead, dripping on her face and the white sheets.

    Song Chujiu easily broke out from under him and carefully checked his condition.

    Xiao Moqing closed his eyes slightly, his handsome face was as pale as paper, and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, giving him a sense of vulnerability that he had never seen before.

    There were fragments of red wine scattered on the bed.

    Song Chujiu felt a slight stab in his heart and quickly took out his cell phone to dial 120.

    She was aroused by Xiao Moqing's behavior, so when she hit him with the red wine bottle, she used a lot of force.

    At this moment, Xiao Moqing's situation doesn't look too good either.

    Before the call was dialed, a slender white hand suddenly held her hand.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s fingers tightened slightly, showing a bit of nervousness.

    "You can't make phone calls." Xiao Moqing's voice was low and weak, and his black eyes were filled with endured pain.  "Do you still want to make headlines?"

    "But, your head"

    "Go get the medical kit." Xiao Moqing's pupils seemed to be erratic as if he was extremely tired.  "You bandage me."

    The blood was still overflowing, dyeing the man's handsome face a bit strange and terrifying.

    Song Chujiu didn¡¯t dare to delay any longer and rummaged through the medical box.

    Back in the bedroom, she threw the pieces of the bed to the ground, helped Xiao Moqing lie down on the bed, and then carefully treated the wound on his forehead.

    The wound is not big, but it is deep, and the frontal bone can still be seen faintly.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s hands trembled, and for a moment he couldn¡¯t move his hands.

    Xiao Moqing's black eyes suddenly opened, and those deep pupils were no longer as sharp as before, mixed with deep fatigue.

    "I can't die from this little injury."

    Song Chujiu looked at the man's pale face and said, "Otherwise we'd better go to the hospital."

    Xiao Moqing closed his eyes again, "If the delay continues, I really have to go to the hospital."

    Seeing this, Song Chujiu had no choice but to step forward to stop the bleeding, then disinfect and bandage him.

    After treating his wounds, Song Chujiu cleaned up all the debris on the ground.

    After doing this, Song Chujiu returned to the bedroom.

    Xiao Moqing was lying flat on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and his breath was faintly weak.

    She had no intention of hurting him.

    Song Chujiu stood in front of the bed and stared blankly, feeling suffocated and uncomfortable.

    At this moment, the phone rang in the quiet space.

    The phone Xiao Moqing placed by his bedside rang.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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