"I haven't forgotten. Didn't I protect you very well? Not even a hair was missing."

Luye: "..."

That's not what he meant.

What he wants to say is, can he stop caring about other people while protecting him?

Forget it, he has a lot of money, so he won't care about an injured person.

Just as Lu Ye was thinking, he saw Su Xiaoxiao reaching out and taking off Mu Yansong's clothes.

He was startled and quickly held her hand.

"You...what do you do?"

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at him: "He is injured, so of course I should help him stop the bleeding!"

"There are differences between men and women. If it's inconvenient for you, just think it's me." Lu Ye pushed Su Xiaoxiao out of the door: "You wait outside, and I'll help him stop the bleeding before letting you in."

"I……"

Without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao's response, Lu Ye followed the door and even locked the bolt.

He turned back to the bed, looked at the unconscious Mu Yansong, and frowned displeased.

"In my last life, I must have been in debt to both of you!"

Lu Ye muttered, pulled out the knife on his body, and cut off a piece of cloth from Mu Yansong's clothes.

His clothes are all made of fine fabrics.

He was reluctant to use his own clothes for a stranger.

When Mu Yansong opened his clothes, he saw a bright red color.

Luye frowned, and after wiping off the blood with a towel, he folded the cut cloth into small squares and covered his wound.

"hiss!"

Mu Yansong opened his eyes in pain and took a breath of cold air.

Finding a stranger in front of him, he quickly picked up the knife Luye had placed on the edge of the bed and put it in front of his neck.

"Ah, little girl, help me!"

Hearing Lu Ye's exclamation, Su Xiaoxiao thought it was the person in the dark who took action against Lu Ye.

She pushed the door, but found that it couldn't be pushed open, so she could only try her best to push the door open.

He saw that Mu Yansong was already awake, holding a knife and staring at Lu Ye warily.

She ran forward quickly: "Brother Asong, he is not a bad person!"

"Why are you here?"

"When we were passing by, we saw you falling off the roof, so we brought you back." Su Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Ye, who was so frightened that his face turned pale: "You were bleeding a lot. He was helping you stop the bleeding just now."

Hearing this, Mu Yansong turned his head and looked at Lu Ye.

Seeing him nodding repeatedly, he put down the knife.

Lu Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his chest exposed, he quickly covered Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"Who let you in?"

Su Xiaoxiao felt a little confused: "Aren't you calling for help?"

"I..." Luye choked at her words: "Go out and wait, I haven't finished treating his wounds yet!"

"No need to bother, it's time for me to leave!"

Mu Yansong put on his clothes, stood up and walked out.

He had just taken two steps when suddenly his eyes blurred and he fell to the ground.

Lu Ye loosened his grip on Su Xiaoxiao's hand and was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"You said you were injured so badly, why are you trying so hard? Now that you're fine, I want you to help me back to the bed. You can just torture me to death!"

"Luye, thank you for your hard work."

He looked into Su Xiaoxiao's eyes and saw the smile in her eyes.

Luye suddenly felt that he didn't seem so aggrieved anymore.

But he didn't want to look down, so he put on a straight face and waved his hands.

"Okay, go out and wait, don't get in the way here."

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

He is a good boy, but he has a mouth.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked out of the room, taking the initiative to close the door.

Luye helped Mu Yansong to the bed, untied her clothes, and helped him treat the wound.

The pharmacy was closed and there was no place to buy medicine, so he could only temporarily use cloth to stop the bleeding.

After finishing everything, he turned around and opened the door.

"The bed is occupied. It seems that tonight, you have to give half of the stool to me."

"Can't you just get another room?"

"Are you comfortable letting him live in a room by himself?"

Lu Ye's words stopped Su Xiaoxiao.

Mu Yansong was so seriously injured, she was really worried about leaving him here alone.

Luye was being stared at by a mysterious man again and was no safer than Mu Yansong.

It seems that tonight, we really can only make do with it for one night.

"I'll give you all the stools, and I'll make the floor."

After saying the next sentence, Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked downstairs.

Lu Ye stuck his head out and looked at her curiously.

She came to the counter, said something to the shopkeeper, and then came back.

"What did you do just now?"

"The floor is cold, so I borrowed a quilt from the shopkeeper."

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao's voice fell, the waiter came to the door holding a quilt.

"Little girl, where can I put the quilt for you?"

"Thank you, uncle, just put it on the ground for me."

"OK!"

The waiter nodded and crossed the two people holding the quilt.

He was slightly startled when he saw an injured man lying on the bed.

But he soon came to his senses, put down the quilt and left.

The night is getting darker.

Su Xiaoxiao was just about to blow out the candles when a sound suddenly came from the room.

Then, Lu Ye shouted: "Ah, what is it?"

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a pigeon landing on the ground, its white feathers stained red with blood, and it was obviously dead.

"It's a dead pigeon!" Su Xiaoxiao frowned: "That person found here so quickly last night. It seems that he has been hiding in the dark, monitoring your every move."

Hearing this, Luye trembled all over.

Yesterday it was a dead cat, today it is a dead pigeon.

In a few days, will he be the one who dies?

"I...I want to go home!"

"Okay, I'll take you back tomorrow."

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Luye opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't have the courage to say it.

"He should have left, go to sleep!"

"I...I can't sleep."

Lu Ye curled up on the stool, his eyes filled with fear.
To be continued...