Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

"Brother Nan Sheng, you are injured!" Wu Limo was frightened, and immediately went to the side of the cab and opened the door.

Nan Sheng frowned and looked at her, "Didn't you let you go? Why do you want to come back?"

Wu Limo burst into tears, and her voice trembled, "Brother Nan Sheng, is there anything wrong with you, is it serious or not?"

Seeing her anxiously, Nan Sheng's tone softened, "Silly girl, don't worry. I'll be fine, don't cry."

"Let's go to the hospital, go to the hospital now." Wu Limo said crying.

Although Nan Sheng said he was fine, his face was pale as paper, and his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Okay, let's go to the hospital. Tuantuan, I think you have to help me tighten the wound before I go."

He said.

Wu Limo nodded, "Okay, then what should I do?"

She stood in front of him, too scared to know what to do.

The man said, "You help me wrap the strip of cloth around and fasten it."

He just tore off his shirt to cover the wound, and he didn't have time to wrap it up.

At this moment, he was so painful that he was so weak that he couldn't get it right.

Wu Limo stretched out her trembling hand and took the cloth strip that had been soaked in blood. She wanted to see his wound.

His hand was suddenly held by him, "Don't look."

He gasped.

Wu Limo nodded, walked around his body and wrapped it in a circle.

She leaned her head against his neck, and he closed his eyes and sniffed deeply, "Tuantuan, you are so fragrant."

Pressing the two ends of the cloth strip with both hands, Wu Limo looked at him, "Brother Nan Sheng, I'm going to tie it."

Nan Sheng nodded, "Okay, you have to work hard."

Wu Limo took a deep breath, "It might hurt!"

A smile appeared on the man's bloodless face, "I don't hurt with you by my side. Tuantuan, I don't hurt."

He stared at her with a warm smile.

Wu Limo leaned on his shoulder, "Brother Nan Sheng, I have something to tell you..."

"What... uh..."

Before Nan Sheng had finished speaking, his waist suddenly stabbed, and he roared.

While Wu Limo was distracting him, she suddenly used force.

The trembling hand quickly said that the cloth strip was fastened, "Is Brother Nan Sheng very painful?"

The man shook his head, "It's okay"

The blood faded on the smiling face.

Wu Limo helped Nan Sheng down, let him lie on the back seat, drove by himself, and went straight to the hospital.

Nan Sheng struggled to get up and leaned on the back seat, feeling pain into the bones with every breath.

Wu Limo looked at him from the rear mirror, "Brother Nan Sheng, why are you getting up?"

Nan Sheng smiled faintly, "What if I lie down and die? I want to keep watching you like this!"

"Brother Nan Sheng...you won't die...you will be fine..."

Wu Limo burst into tears.

Nan Sheng smiled, "Silly girl, I am teasing you. I die so easily."

He took a deep breath and paused and said, "Men always want to maintain a tall image in front of the girl they like."

Wu Limo took a deep breath, "You are always tall in my heart."

Nan Sheng smiled slightly, "That's good."

For a long time, the man didn't say anything again.

Wu Limo looked at him in the reverse mirror again, closing his eyes as if he was asleep.

Wu Limo cried and looked back at him, "Brother Nan Sheng, don't sleep, don't sleep, we will be here soon."

Nan Sheng nodded, his voice was very weak, "Don't worry, I won't sleep."