When the thing stuck to her waist left, she breathed a sigh of relief. She poked her head out and looked at it. She quickly turned back and whispered, "Come with me."

The man covered the wound with one hand and held a gun with the other. Looking at the petite figure in front of him, he stepped forward and followed her.

Not long after, Su Yige stopped in front of a shabby wooden door. She hurriedly took out the key from her bag. Her hands trembled, and she tried several times to open the door.

"Go in!"

The devil-like voice was still lingering in his ears. Suye unconsciously trembled, and the idea of getting rid of him completely disappeared at this moment.

She did not dare to dawdle. After the man entered the door, she quickly locked the door. Only when she was sure that the group of people would not come would she feel relieved.

"Hiss嘶"

A low voice attracted her attention. Only then did she remember that when she met this man, he was already injured.

Since they had already saved him, they might as well send the Buddha to the west!

She turned around to go to the bedroom to get the first aid kit, but the man's ghostly voice rang out again.

"Where do you want to go?"

She rolled her eyes subconsciously and said in an unhappy tone.

"Don't worry. I cherish my life very much."

Seeing that the man did not stop her anymore, she quickly went to the bedroom to get the first aid kit. When she turned around and was about to go out, the man was leaning against the door with a pale face. The whole door was tightly blocked by his body.

"Why are you..."

"Cut the crap and deal with my wound immediately."

The man was not polite at all. He walked straight to her bed and then lay down.

"You..."

Su Yige had never met such a man. It was obvious that he had risked his life to save his life. But he did not expect that not only did he not thank her, but he also gave orders to her. What right did he have?

She stretched out her fingers with dissatisfaction, as if she had forgotten that the man still had a knife in his hand.

"My patience is limited!"

This sentence contained more or less some threat. Su lost his grip on the box in his hand, and in the next second, he gave up resisting.

The light outside was so dim that she couldn't see the man's real appearance clearly. Now when she looked at him again, she only had one thought in her mind, "This man is too handsome!"

Such delicate facial features were probably more beautiful than hers!

Looking at her skin again, it was so tender that it could be squeezed out of water. Even a woman like her could not help but be jealous. She did not know how this man managed to take care of it.

Su Yiren had seen a lot of handsome men, but she didn't expect that the man in front of her would still take her eyes away. She was lost in thought for a moment. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and the bone-chilling coldness in his eyes fell on her.

She recovered from the cold and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at him again.

"Can you sew the wound?"

"What?"

Thinking that she was hallucinating, she raised her head and asked again.

"Help me with the wound."

She gritted her teeth as if she had made a major decision.

"I don't know how to dress a small wound, but I don't know how. How about I send you to the hospital..."

When it came to the hospital, the man's body was suddenly covered with a layer of ice fog, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by dozens of degrees.

She kept quiet and didn't dare to say too much. If this man didn't want to kill her, she would be doomed for the rest of her life.