He Is Warmer Than Time

At night, Gu Jingxing made hot water and wiped her body.

He saw a wound on her elbow: "How did it hurt here?"

Song Ran caressed: "I escaped once and jumped into the sea. There was a reef on the bottom of the sea and hit it."

Gu Jingxing's heart followed, but he still didn't arrive in time, causing her to suffer so much damage and so much fear.

He gently wiped her body and found that apart from the gunshot wound on her leg and the abrasion on her elbow, she had no other wounds all over her body.

It was a little surprised, he asked: "That Qin Mo, did he let anyone beat you?"

Song Ran touched her neck: "There is basically no physical injury. It scares me."

Gu Jingxing nodded lightly, the arms dealer, and it was such a big arms dealer, the people he came in contact with were all wicked people, would Qin Mo be a good kind?

Impossible, the first time we met, Qin Mo rushed to kill Xiao Ran. After all, in Qin Mo's eyes, Xiao Ran was the daughter of his father and enemy.

Then, the enemy's daughter was tied to his hands. He has no reason not to abuse her.

Why do you use all your words to threaten and intimidate?

A thought flashed in Gu Jingxing's mind, maybe Xiao Ran was not addicted to drugs at all, right?

This idea came into my mind instinctively. Although he didn't know why he had such an idea, he seemed quite sure.

He wiped her body, and gently embraced her, Song Ran gently pushed his chest: "Don't... you still have injuries behind you."

Gu Jingxing chuckled, "There will be nothing wrong with the wound, don't worry."

He hugged her and put her under the quilt, let her lie flat, then carefully covered her with the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and washed her feet with the water she had used.

Song Ran touched his leg: "I don't have to do this for old couples and old wives. Can't you go get another basin of water?"

Gu Jingxing looked back at her with a smile: "What you have used is not dirty."

Song Ran snorted softly, "I really don't care about it."

Gu Jingxing hurriedly washed his feet, holding the basin, and hurried out, and he heard a crash, and soon he ran back.

Song Ran spread his arms on the bed: "You sleep on the sofa today."

Gu Jingxing: "Why?"

Song Ran: "I'm afraid I'm addicted to drugs."

Gu Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think drug addiction is a viral flu? Is it contagious through breathing saliva? You silly girl."

After finishing speaking, he lifted a corner of the quilt, got into the quilt, stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, Song Ran struggled slightly: "Don't touch your wound."

"It's okay, this little injury."

Song Ran reached out and poked his chest: "Don't take it seriously, okay? Do you know how your wound was rotten today? You don't know how it hurts? Can't you go out with some medicine and gauze? Take a five-minute session. Is there no time to change the medicine to clean up the wound?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her tightly and pressed her lips to her ears: "No, there is no free time for a minute or a second. At this moment, I know that you are safe and sound, but at that time, I was worried and didn't know Qin Mo. What will I do with you? I don’t know if he will beat you or kill you. I’m afraid I’ll go one step late and I won’t see you. I have tossed around in many places, I didn’t dare to stay for a moment, I didn’t dare to stay for a second. How can there be five minutes to change the dressing?"

Song Ran's voice was a little choked: "You fool."

Gu Jingxing kissed her on the forehead: "Xiao Ran, go to sleep, in my arms, sleep peacefully."