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"careful!"

Yao Qi walked at the back, and her voice broke when she saw this scene.

Lin Dongyu was startled and turned her head to see a tall, thin man wearing a hood holding a knife and heading straight for her face.

The opponent was too fast and the tip of the knife was so close that she had no time to hide.

Just when she thought there was no way to avoid it, the expected pain did not come.

Ren Song blocked the knife for her.

"what!"

Ren Song roared in pain, and the tip of the knife pierced his shoulder hard.

He was half a head taller than Lin Dongyu. If he hadn't turned a bit, the knife aimed at Lin Dongyu's face would have hit the vital part of his neck.

Too dangerous!

Seeing the blood gurgling from Ren Song's shoulder, Yao Qi was so frightened that her legs went weak.

Seeing that he couldn't succeed, the murderer ran away.

There is never a shortage of people at the entrance of the hospital. When they saw this scene, some people screamed, some chased the assailant, some called the police, and it was a chaotic mess.

Lin Dongyu broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Don't move! Quick, let's go back to the hospital!"

"Don't tell my mother." Ren Song endured the pain and said.

Lin Dongyu nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you."

"Thank you for saving me." Lin Dongyu thanked him.

She couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if this knife hit her face.

Disfigurement is inevitable, and in severe cases it may cause other sequelae.

Lin Dongyu reached out to help her, but Ren Song shook his head.

There was a knife that was mostly buried in his shoulder. Lin Dongyu and Yao Qi didn't dare to move rashly and walked with him to the hospital.

Ren Song's injury was too conspicuous. Before he could reach it, the nurse saw him taking him to the surgery to treat the wound.

Lin Dongyu said: "Nurse, there may be the murderer's fingerprints on that knife."

It happened so fast that she didn't see the other person's face, and she didn't know if he was wearing gloves.

The nurse expressed her understanding and said, "We wear medical gloves to handle it."

Ren Song was just a teenager who showed great courage and willpower.

The whole process of cleaning the wound and sewing stitches made Lin Dongyu look pale, but he endured without saying a word.

While the wound was being stitched, there was a commotion outside. An older policeman took a look at the door and was waiting at the door with his colleagues.

It was not Lin Dongyu who called the police. She was concerned about Ren Song's injury and had no such leisure at all.

Her cell phone rang, it was Mo Chen.

Does he know?

"Hello? I'm fine. Yes, I'll stay with him. It's okay. You don't have to come. I can handle it."

After briefly ending the call, Lin Dongyu watched in horror as the medical staff treated Ren Song's wounds, not daring to express his anger.

Lin Dongyu felt that it took a century before Ren Song's wounds were bandaged. He also used a deck and plaster to fix his right hand to his chest, and limited the movement of the shoulder joint to speed up the healing process.

"The wound was very deep, but luckily it didn't damage the nerves."

When the doctor saw Lin Dongyu accompanying Ren Song, he thought she was a family member of Ren Song and explained her condition: "You don't need to be hospitalized. You can change the medicine every other day. Pay attention to protecting the right shoulder joint and never move it."

Ren Song looked embarrassed for the first time and asked in a low voice: "Then I can't write?"

The doctor refused without thinking: "Of course not! What are you thinking about? You are so young, do you want to suffer sequelae?!"

Then he turned to Lin Dongyu and said, "You must take care of your brother. It is a good thing to be studious, but health is a lifelong matter."

Lin Dongyu hurriedly agreed and said, "Okay, doctor, don't worry."

Ren Song asked again: "Then when can I remove the plywood?"

"Depending on your recovery." The doctor was afraid that he would mess up, so he warned, "The more you abide by the rules, the faster you will recover. Normally, half a month will be enough. You are young, so maybe ten days will be enough."

The nurse typed out the payment form, and Yao Qi took it and said, "I'll go, Mr. Lin, you stay with Ren Song."

The injury was urgent at the time, and the medical staff provided preliminary treatment out of humanitarian spirit. Now the two can leave only after the payment receipts are returned.

There were many people surrounding the door of the treatment room, but they did not rush in because of the presence of two policemen.

Yao Qi took the order and squeezed through the crowd to leave. Several traffic anchors who heard about it pointed their cameras at Yao Qi and asked all kinds of questions.

Seeing that the treatment was over, the older policeman knocked on the door and said, "I'm here to ask about the situation."

The surgeon called the two men in and told him everything he had seen.

Immediately afterwards, the police questioned Lin Dongyu and Ren Song, as well as Yao Qi who had returned from paying, and recorded them all with law enforcement cameras.

"Donyu!"

Mo Chen's anxious voice came from outside the door.

He came in a hurry, and he didn't want to use bodyguards to reveal his identity, so he couldn't squeeze in for a while.