Chen Xiuxiao just wanted to vent. After falling into the river, he swam ashore immediately. He immediately went to find Lulu, only to find that Lulu had already taken away all his belongings and ran away.

Not only did he run away, but he also destroyed and deleted all the information he had about the Zhou family.

He immediately understood that that dead woman was definitely related to Zhou Yanhuai.

The fall into the river was arranged by them. It was a set-up from the beginning. Even the child was probably not his. Thinking about it, he felt itching with hatred. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Zhou Yanhuai to vent his anger.

Chen Xiuxiao started to move like crazy. Zhou Yanhuai calmed down and heard Shen Weisu's throat-breaking screams. He felt that the pain on his body was not that bad. He raised his left hand and grabbed Chen Xiuxiao's neck. Use all your strength to lift him off of you.

After all, there was too much blood and he felt that his strength was dwindling. Seeing that the cigarette butt had fallen aside, he immediately stood up, used all his strength to grab Chen Xiuxiao's neck, and dragged him toward the window.

Chen Xiuxiao realized something and immediately struggled desperately. Zhou Yanhuai was seriously injured and was unable to restrain him for a while. The two of them fought again.

Weisu was so anxious when she saw it, she struggled to free her wrist, and her skin was so painful that it hurt. She gritted her teeth, and her only thought was that she would rather break her hand to pull it out.

She didn't want to see Zhou Yanhuai get hurt again.

After a while, her wrists became numb, and she finally pulled her arms out from behind her back. She quickly untied the rope, jumped to the ground to pick up the scissors, and picked them up without hesitation for a second. She rushed over and plunged into Chen Xiuxiao's back with a ferocity she could not even imagine.

Chen Xiuxiao screamed in pain, turned around ferociously, and when he saw it was Shen Weisu, he furiously reached out to attack.

But Zhou Yanhuai once again strangled his neck with his arms. He didn't know where the strength came from, and the restraint made it impossible for Chen Xiuxiao to break free.

Zhou Yanhuai dragged him and slammed him against the window. At that moment, Weisu heard Zhou Yanhuai yell, "Get down!"

As soon as Weisu squatted down, she heard several ear-splitting explosions. She had never heard them in reality, but she guessed they were gunshots.

"Zhou Yanhuai!" Weisu was scared to death. In the chaos, she couldn't see clearly what was happening. She crept forward randomly and touched something on her hand. Her heart tightened, and the next second, her whole body He was pulled hard and then pressed into a solid chest.

Weisu smelled the bloody smell on his body, which was unpleasant, but she suddenly felt at ease. She tugged on his clothes tightly, and her trembling throat could only make a brief sound, "Zhou Yanhuai."

"Yes." Zhou Yanhuai confirmed that she was fine and said briefly, "He's not dead. You go first."

Weisu suddenly heard a sneer, looked over, and saw a dark figure sitting in the corner. The flames of the cigarette were extinguished in his hands. Chen Xiuxiao's trembling and sinister voice sounded, "No one can leave--"

Weisu's heart trembled when he saw the spot of fire suddenly fall to the ground, followed by a burning smell. The fire suddenly rose on the ground, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Weisu's body was drenched with gasoline. Zhou Yanhuai dragged her back and at the same time raised his hand to tear off her dress and throw it away. Then he took off his coat and covered her head.

At this time, Chen Xiuxiao suddenly struggled to stand up from the ground and took the opportunity to escape. He must have been shot. His steps were swaying. Zhou Yanhuai could take the opportunity to catch him, but the sparks were scattered. If they fell on Weisu, she would immediately will be ignited.

Zhou Yanhuai didn't hesitate and pulled her out quickly.

As soon as the two of them reached a relatively safe position, Weisu felt Zhou Yanhuai's body falling. He staggered and fell to the ground.

Weisu went to help him, but he stood up and urged her, "Don't stop, you go down first, and your hair needs to be rinsed with water immediately."

Weisu was afraid that if he left, he would meet Chen Xiuxiao again alone, so he refused to let go and still held him firmly.

He had no choice but to go down with her.

Soon, there were chaotic footsteps rushing up. Weisu's heart was beating wildly, and he heard Ji Cong's voice, "Mr. Zhou!"

Weisu breathed a sigh of relief, "He's injured, send him to the hospital quickly!"

Ji Cong and several other people came over quickly. Zhou Yanhuai did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he wrapped Weisu's big coat tightly and raised his hands to hug her tightly - he had torn off her clothes.

Wearing only underwear.

Weisu no longer cared about this and wanted Ji Cong to carry him down, but he took his time and wanted to go down with her.

A messy scene, a mess of light beams, and he was beside her. She could only vaguely see his outline in the darkness, but strangely, his face and expression emerged clearly in her mind.

There was an ambulance waiting downstairs. Zhou Yanhuai was sent up. Weisu wrapped his coat and sat in with him.

When the car door closed, Weisu realized that there were so many people outside and the scene seemed huge. She had never experienced such a thrilling scene.

The ambulance closed and the car drove quickly towards the hospital.

The lights were on in the car, and it took Weisu's eyes a while to adjust to the bright light. She finally saw Zhou Yanhuai's injuries clearly. He was covered in blood, and there were shocking blood holes on his shirt and pants. Her hands were shaking a little, and she grabbed the gauze and gave it to him.

Wiping the blood splattered on his face.

He became unresponsive after getting in the car. He lay there with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep, and his face was frighteningly white.

Weisu wiped his face, knowing that it was completely useless, but she still insisted on doing it. She had to do something for him, but the more she wiped her hands, the more they shook, and she could no longer hold the gauze.

Until the nurse on the side reminded her, "Don't do it, miss. Your hand is also seriously injured. I will give you a simple treatment."

Weisu lowered his head and glanced, only to realize that the skin on both his wrists was gone, and they were bleeding like skinned animals.

She didn't know why she couldn't feel the pain, so she lowered her head and leaned into Zhou Yanhuai's ear, calling him, "Don't worry, Zhou Yanhuai."

He didn't respond. Weisu's eyes were blurred. She hugged him and kept calling, "Don't worry, Zhou Yanhuai..."

After calling several times, Zhou Yanhuai finally moved his eyelids and said helplessly, "I just don't have the strength. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

He saw Weisu crying and he raised his fingers to wipe away her tears, "I said everything would be fine. It seems like there is no way I can be saved if you do this."

"Can you please stop talking nonsense?" Weisu covered his mouth, but found that his body was so cold. She was a little scared. He had lost so much blood that the entire chest of his shirt was stained red.

Afraid of his cold body, she lowered her head, hugged his shoulders, lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his face, hoping to transfer more of her body temperature to him.

Zhou Yanhuai didn't move anymore, closed his eyes and let her hold him.
Chapter completed!