The door was pushed open, and someone quickly came out of the ward. The gun directly hit the hand of the knife-wielding gangster. The man felt pain and the knife fell to the ground. The scarlet blood stimulated the man, and he ignored the pain. He took out a fruit knife from his arms and quickly put it on Aning's neck.

There was a dull pain on his white neck, and traces of blood oozed out. Aning closed his eyes in horror, and heard deafening gunshots and extremely chaotic cries in his ears.

The long-range snipers had already been notified and were targeting the gangsters with knives. Soon all the gangsters were subdued and handcuffed. Only the man who held Aning hostage had not been subdued. The man seemed to be furious. It was red, and the blood on his hands dyed Aning's white work clothes red. The knife was pressed against his neck, as if his life would disappear with just one force.

"You guys shoot, shoot!"

He was not afraid at all when facing the police, but instead began to abuse and provoke them.

Jing Yu quickly rushed out from the crowd and slammed his elbow into the man's chin. The man took two steps back and dropped the knife.

There was a pain in her neck, and Aning opened a crack with difficulty. She felt the blood draining from her body at a rapid rate, and the feeling of hypoxia gradually spread to her brain. The sounds heard by her ears became smaller and smaller, as if someone was calling her, and she was in a trance. Suddenly she seemed to see Jiang Yan's face.

The last gangster was also subdued. He was restrained face down on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. Despite this, he still glared viciously, as if to vent his anger, and shouted, "I'm going to kill you."

Could it be that even if we had known about this accident for a long time, it was still unavoidable?

Is she going to die?

No, she can't die. She hasn't even waited for Jiang Yan to come back. She must not die.

The desire to survive suddenly swept over me.

-

When Aning opened her eyes, she saw a white ceiling. She felt it looked very familiar, very much like the one in the ward.

Ward? Is she in the ward? After blinking and confirming again, Aning moved his neck, feeling a stinging sensation on the wound.

hiss--

She could feel the pain, she was still alive.

At this time, the door opened from the outside. Aning looked up and saw the person she had been thinking about day and night. She was stunned for a few seconds, and the confused mind came to her. Jiang Yan was back. It turned out that it was not a hallucination. .

Enduring the discomfort, Aning sat up from the bed. She felt her nose was sore and something flowed out of her eyes.

She opened her mouth: "Jiang Yan..."

When Jiang Yan got off the plane, he received the news that Aning was held hostage with a knife in the hospital. At that moment, all his senses seemed to be numb, and he ran through several red lights before arriving at the hospital.

He was so anxious that he ran straight to the department regardless of the dissuasion, but in the end he was still a step too late.

What appeared in front of him was her lying on the ground covered in blood, lifeless, and her face was horribly white.

Seeing this scene, all his rationality was shattered. He quickly rushed forward and covered her bleeding neck with his hands, and with a trembling voice asked someone to prepare something to stop the bleeding.

At that time, he told himself not to panic, she needed him.

Looking at the person in front of him who was thinking about him day and night, Aning's bloodless face overlapped with hers in his mind. An indescribable emotion suddenly surged in Jiang Yan's heart. Like a lost person, he quickly stepped forward to take care of her. People hugged each other.

He held Aning's head with one hand and held her back with the other. His hands were very white, with distinct finger bones. Under the thin skin, you could see the light blue blood vessels covering the flesh. They were translucent, like a piece of crystal white. Immaculate jade. He hugged her so tightly that his fingers were slightly numb.

Aning had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. She rubbed her cheek against Jiang Yan's clothes and said in a hoarse voice: "Jiang Yan, why did you come back..."

Counting the days, they haven't seen each other for more than half a year. Every day and night is extremely difficult for them. The longing for each other after a long separation has only become stronger.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at her furry head. He could feel her shaking slightly in his arms, and his heart skipped a beat. His voice was as low and pleasant as ever: "I'm sorry, I came back late."

"I won't let you leave again."

"I will never leave again."

His daily work in Europe was very full, and he was almost extremely busy at the end of the experiment, which also allowed him to temporarily put aside his thoughts about her. Now that he saw her, every trace of her was... Emotion immediately fills the void in my heart.

When Aning had enough hugs, she asked Jiang Yan to sit on the edge of the bed. She held his face in her hands and looked at him carefully.

Her eyebrows were as beautiful as ever, her light-colored pupils were rippling with light and shadow, and the small black mole under her lip was still alluring and alluring. No matter how she looked at this face, she liked it more and more.

"How come our Dr. Jiang is still so good-looking?"

Jiang Yan was slightly startled, his earlobes turned red, so was he being teased?

Then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, followed her example, held up her face with slightly calloused fingertips and rubbed it gently, a faint smile appeared in his light eyes, and his voice was gentle and soft: "That's what you like. Of?"

Aning was about to speak, but was stopped by something falling from the door.

"Go on, I didn't see anything."

Before An Ning and the others came to their senses, Fang Fang picked up the things on the ground, closed the door for them very thoughtfully, and then slipped away wisely.

The incident was quickly ignored by the two of them. After the liquid infusion, Jiang Yan took him home. He went to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane today, and he finally got home after struggling for a long time.

The furnishings in the house haven't changed much, except that they have a little girl's unique style. It looks much warmer than when he lived there.

He thought, this must be a home with a mistress.

The impact of the attack on the hospital on the hospital, medical staff, and patients is not small. Everyone has emotions to some extent. After all, life and death are at that moment. Some people with poor mental endurance resigned on the spot.

Aning was the most innocent victim of this incident, so the hospital asked her to rest at home until she recovered from her injuries before going to work. She could also take advantage of this time to have a good rest.

As for the criminal liability those criminals will receive in the future, An Ning doesn't want to pay attention to it. "Chun Ning" really died under their swords in the previous life. If possible, life imprisonment or death penalty.

-

After resting for a while, Aning could finally remove the gauze from his neck. Looking in the mirror, there was a light pink scar the size of a thumb on his fair neck. When he brushed the scar, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. It wouldn't leave a scar.

"What are you thinking about?" The man hugged her waist with his hands from behind, his angular jawline pressed against the hollow of her neck, and his warm breath hit her skin in fine pieces, and a tingling feeling instantly penetrated her. In her scalp, she could not help but retract her messy thoughts.

Through the mirror, she saw his gaze resting on the scar on her neck. He lowered his eyes with a gloomy look and used his hands to open up his encircled hands: "Isn't this scar ugly?"

The next second, the man turned her body towards him, his fingertips lightly brushed over the scar, his light-colored eyes suddenly darkened, and he lowered his head and brushed his cool lips against her neck.

"It's not ugly."

She was trapped in his arms, and the warm body temperature was constantly wrapping her. Aning subconsciously pulled on the man's sleeves, and before she could recover, she heard him say again: "I won't let you have scars." Chance."

His face was right in front of her. She flapped her eyelashes and her eyes shone like water: "Really?"

Jiang Yan couldn't stand her eyes that were wet with morning dew. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he said hoarsely: "Really."

And a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Kiss her and sleep with her.

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