Although there was teasing in his words, there was almost no smile.

On the contrary, Zhuyan always felt that his breath was very heavy, as if he was enduring it.

She sat upright completely, moved in his direction, and approached tentatively, "...Yu Sicheng?"

Zhuyan reached out to her. Although Yu Sicheng immediately reached out and didn't let her touch her, when his hand touched her, she could feel the man's whole body was wet and his fingertips were cold.

"What's wrong with you?" She suddenly felt nervous.

While quickly touching the phone in his bag, he wanted to use the phone as a flashlight to see what was going on in the car now.

But her wrist was held by Yu Sicheng and she didn't ask her to take out her phone. She just said softly: "You go to bed first, and then talk about it when you get to the place."

The more he did this, the less likely Zhuyan could be to feel at ease.

Looking at his direction, "The smell of blood in the car is yours?... Are you injured?"

I knew he was injured before I came, but he still came to pick someone up, so it must be more than the previous injuries.

What was going on? She just slept for a night and always felt something was happening that she didn't know at all.

"Sleep." Yu Sicheng looked at her again, "I'll take a moment."

But Zhuyan couldn't sleep. She just watched Yu Sicheng quietly rest in the darkness, and then she woke up with her eyes and stared.

Fortunately, the car stopped shortly.

When she got off the car, she was about to turn around and go down when Yu Sicheng pulled her and didn't let her get off first. Instead, she said to Nancy who was driving: "Tao Sheng back first."

Nancy nodded, "Yes."

After Nancy half-helped him, he took Gao Sheng out of the car and walked away, he let go and said, "Let's go."

Zhuyan's eyes were not blind, and he knew that Gao Sheng was injured at first glance, but Gao Sheng was fine when he came with her.

"What's wrong?" She looked back at Yu Sicheng.

The man tried hard to lean over and helped her open the car door, saying, "You go down and change the gauze for me first, and tell you slowly, huh?"

It can be heard that he is enduring the pain.

Zhuyan finally didn't dare to ask too much, jumped out of the car quickly, and then reached out to prevent him from falling down and standing still.

But Yu Sicheng got out of the car, looked at her sideways, and smiled slightly as if she curled her lips, her voice was warm and mellow, "Not that weak."

That being said, as soon as he entered the room, Zhuyan saw his face clearly and felt a slap in his heart.

I have seen him look so tired, but this is the first time he looks pale and exhausted. Even his lips faded. He stepped into the living room and sat directly on the ground with his back against the sofa.

He also raised his eyes and curled his lips slightly at her shocked worry, "It's raining, it's cold at night, it's okay."

No matter how cool the night rain is, can it make people's faces cool?

"Or why don't you go to bed first?" Yu Sicheng looked at her, and seemed to have changed his mind and did not plan to let her serve her.

Zhuyan looked at him, "Even if I am not an angel in white, even if I have a personal grudge with you, I will not turn a blind eye at this time!"

Otherwise she wouldn't have come here either.

Yu Sicheng was wearing dark clothes, so Zhuyan couldn't tell at that time that he was bleeding, so he had to squat down and look at him, "Where was injured?"

The man leaned against the sofa, bent his knees, put one hand on it, and weakly tickled his eyebrows, "I can't feel it..."

Zhuyan didn't think he was joking, Rou's eyebrows were frowned even more, and he went straight to check on himself, "I... take a look first, if it hurts, you can bear it!"

"Okay!" The man's thin lips moved slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, and fell steadily on her face.

As soon as she touched the corner of his clothes, she stroked her fingers upwards. She obviously felt Yu Sicheng's body stiffen for a moment. Zhuyan looked at him nervously, "Does it hurt?"

The man closed his eyes, because of the pain, his voice sank, "You keep going!"

Zhuyan also thought that it was better to have short pain than long pain, so she quickly peeled off her T-shirt and was wet under the premise of being less rude.

Her eyes fell on the gauze under his arm, all wet and dyed red.

The smell of blood came to her nose again. She felt a little disgusted, but she still endured it, "Is there anything else?"

The man nodded slightly, "Probably."

"Why go to the bathroom, it's too cold here, I'll turn on the bathroom heater?" She was afraid that it would make it worse if she caught a cold again in a while.

Without waiting for Yu Sicheng to nod, Zhuyan went to turn on the bathroom heater and then turned back. It took a lot of effort to help him up from the ground and take the clothes he had just taken off.

"Have you injured your leg?" she asked.

Yu Sicheng leaned against the sink, his eyes drooped above her eyelids, and he looked at her ears with a little redness, "Excellent!"

In response, Zhuyan glared at him, "Shut up if you don't want to hurt so much!"

As she said that, her subordinates pulled hard, finally pulled open the belt, but it made Yu Sicheng grin in pain, "Be gentle on my aunt!"

She paused in her heart, but her face was still cold, "I still have no sight to see you."

The man's eyes also fell on her hands.

The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly and his voice was hoarse, "I'll do it."

She knocked off his hand, finally unbuttoned it, then wiped it, and directly applied his pants to her ankle. She ordered: "Release your foot!"

Yu Sicheng held the sink with one hand, pursed his thin lips slightly, and cooperated.

Zhuyan took his pants and prepared to get up, and asked to put the clothes in the sink with him.

Then her face turned red in an instant!

"What should I see if I can't get up?" The man spoke first, his voice was low and hoarse.
Chapter completed!