Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Hua Xia was too lazy to listen to him. She gently covered the man's wound with one hand and held the phone with the other hand with an impatient expression: "Mr. Xu, I need you to go upstairs."

Xu Qing heard a woman's voice, which came from Yan Yue's cell phone. His first reaction was that this was the reason why Yan Yue didn't let anyone go upstairs. Then he immediately came to his senses, because Yan Yue would never let anyone touch his cell phone.

And it is even more impossible for a woman to appear next to him!

Xu Qing's expression suddenly became solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll come up right away."

Xu Qing gestured to Liu Shan, asking him to go upstairs with his bodyguards. Yan Yue's cell phone was in the hands of other people, so the situation must be very bad.

The call was not hung up, and Hua Xia did not care. It was normal for the other party to be worried. She instructed the other end: "Bring medical equipment. There is a deep tear on the wrist. The wound is soaked in water and a lot of blood has been lost. There is a needle on the ground."

Xu Qing's breath was choked. A stranger appeared next to Ah Yue. Even though he had guessed it, he still couldn't help but feel frightened. He said with difficulty, "Okay."

There was a sound coming from the corridor outside the suite. Hua Xia was distracted as she watched the seconds ticking on the screen of her mobile phone. Her palms were wet, and the man's cold wrist was warming up where she held it. The next second, her wrist was held by another hand.

The force was strong and her wrist was painful, but Hua Xia did not struggle. She slowly turned her eyes to meet a pair of dark pupils full of hostility, irritability and bloodlust. She saw the self-destructive tendency in the man's eyes, and now he was trying to drag her to death with him.

Hua Xia warned: "Do you want to crush me to death?" Be careful or she might hit you.

The feeling of blood loss was not pleasant, as if the axis was pulled out, and the heart was beating chaotically. Yan Yue squinted slightly and looked at the strange woman who suddenly appeared in his room, but his hands released the force according to the other party's words, but did not let go.

"Who are you?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was as rough and hoarse as a dry desert.

The door was opened by Xu Qing, who rushed in with a medical kit and saw the scene in the bathroom.

Yan Yue's upper body was completely naked, revealing his smooth muscle lines. His lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel as he sat in the water. A young-looking woman was sitting on the edge of the white porcelain bathtub. She had waist-length hair tied lightly behind her head, with loose strands of hair hanging in front of her forehead. Her eyebrows and eyes were a light gray-brown color.

If the water in the bathtub hadn't been stained with blood, this scene would have looked like some kind of flirting scene that was not suitable for children.

Xu Qing arrived, Hua Xia made way for him. Seeing that he was still standing at the door, she blinked and asked calmly, "Are you waiting for him to die?"

The tone was flat, but the words sounded harsh. Xu Qing came back to his senses and walked in with a medical kit. He squatted in front of the bathtub and looked at Yan Yue's wrist first. The strange woman wanted to let go, but A Yue's other hand held her and she didn't let go completely.

Xu Qing: “…”

"You should let go." Hua Xia reminded Yan Yue, who hesitated for two seconds before loosening his fingers.

Even though she was still a little groggy at this moment, Yan Yue still saw the red finger marks on the girl's delicate wrist the moment he let go. The red and white colors interlaced on her fair skin, which was particularly eye-catching.

Yan Yue frowned, then quickly relaxed his brows.

Xu Qing lowered his head and untied the white cloth strip, which should be the one torn off the clothes by the strange woman. He lowered his eyes to look at Yan Yue's wound. Just as described, it was indeed a laceration, and it was bitten open by Yan Yue himself. Xu Qing was not surprised because this was not the first time.

"Are you..." Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered the presence of another person in the room.

"Who is she?" Xu Qing asked while treating his injuries.

Yan Yue's eyelids were heavy, and he stretched them up wearily, his voice cold and low: "You ask me?"

Xu Qing: “???” You ask me?

"Isn't he yours?"

Yan Yue was ill, but he would not lose his memory. He gave Xu Qing a cold look, and Xu Qing naturally realized what was going on. He was speechless for a moment: "I didn't find her either."

The passage up was guarded, so how did this woman get in?

It's really too weird.

But he couldn't care about these things at the moment. When Xu Qing was simply treating his wound, Yan Yue suddenly pulled his hand back and ordered with a cold face: "All of you get out."

Xu Qing suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Yan Yue was ill, but the outside world had no way of knowing it. The disability of his legs made his bipolar disorder more serious. The disease had two stages. The first stage was brutality and bloodlust. In this stage, he was cruel and manic, and hurt people.

The second stage is depression, self-mutilation and self-harm.

The latter is much more dangerous than the former. Once Yan Yue's illness enters the second stage, he will not be able to get out of it for a long time. If he shows suicidal tendencies, he will enter a long period of self-harm after being rescued. His will has already been made. For a person who doesn't even want to save himself, Xu Qing has tried countless ways, but there is nothing he can do.

"Ayue, wake up!"

"Will torturing yourself ever help?"

Yan Yue's eyebrows were downcast, and he repeated in a cold voice: "Get out."

Xu Qing was his childhood friend. He closed his eyes, feeling extremely reluctant, and repeated in a gentle voice: "Ayue, you need surgery now. There is no time to delay."

Yan Yue's deep brows were dead silent. He lowered his eyes to look at his legs that were unable to move in the water. There was no light in his dark pupils. "Go down."

Hua Xia's eyebrows twitched when she heard this. She walked over, raised her hand, and slapped Yan Yue on the side of his neck under his silent gaze, knocking him unconscious.

The world is quiet.

Hua Xia crossed her arms and looked away: "What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to have surgery?"

Xu Qing's jaw dropped, staring at Hua Xia in a daze. It happened so fast that he didn't even react. He swallowed back all the words of persuasion he was about to say. Then he reacted: "Oh, oh..."

A two-meter-tall man rushed in from outside and stood at the door, his eyes burning with disbelief: "You, you knocked Mr. Yan unconscious?!"

He pulled out his gun, his eyes widening in disbelief: "You!"

Hua Xia didn't even bother to look at him. She looked at Xu Qing and said coldly, "It won't be too late to save people until they die."

Xu Qing suddenly came to his senses: "Liu Shan, stop making trouble and carry A Yue out."

After a period of chaos, Yan Yue was transferred to another position. The situation was serious. Liu Shan was going to strengthen the defense. When he passed by Hua Xia who was sitting in the living room, his thick black eyebrows were raised and his fierce eyes warned: "You'd better stay here and don't move!"

Hua Xia: “…”

Did she hit his idol?

obviously……

[Host, Liu Shan is Yan Yue's loyal supporter and the only person he admires. It's not wrong to say that he is Yan Yue's idol.]

When Xu Qing came out, his face was a little solemn. He glanced at Hua Xia who was sitting on the sofa and still forced himself to walk over: "Madam, may I ask who you are..."

Hua Xia glanced at the bloodstains on the man's white coat and blinked: "You can call me Zheng, the Zheng of kite."

The original owner was a killer trained by an organization called "Dark Night" since he was a child. He has no surname, only a single name, Zheng. He is ranked at the bottom of the international killer list and is not very powerful. He usually carries out missions in partnership with others.

"Ms. Zheng, may I ask how you got up here? Why are you here..."

Hua Xia didn't want to answer at this time, so she didn't correct his address and raised her eyes lazily: "How is he?"

"Fortunately, we found it in time. If it had been a little later..." Xu Qing answered subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong. No, why should he answer her?

Shouldn't he be interrogating her now?