The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Zhou Ke'er was awakened by the sound of an incoming phone call. She grabbed the communicator beside the bed and saw that it was Zhang Yi calling. Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately became more awake.

After the call was connected, she just listened to a few words and then hurriedly hung up, got out of bed, changed her clothes and put on her shoes.

Yang Siya, who was standing beside her, was awakened by the noise of her tossing and turning. She opened her eyes dazedly and asked, "What happened in the middle of the night?"

Before Zhou Ke'er could explain, the doorbell rang urgently. She responded casually, grabbed the medicine box and rushed out.

The door of the safe house suddenly opened, and a cold air surrounded Zhou Keer, and her mind was completely awakened from her sleep.

As soon as she saw a tall man standing at the door, she was grabbed by the wrist and taken through one space door after another at a high speed.

It was dark around her, with a cold wind howling. She couldn't see Zhang Yi's expression clearly. She could only feel his rapid breathing and the strong smell of rust coming from his body.

A moment later they arrived at the shelter. With the help of the light, Zhou Ke'er saw Zhang Yi hastily put on a coat and went out. There was snow on his messy hair and blood splattered all over his face and body.

Zhou Keer thought of what Zhang Yi said in the call. Human life was at stake, and there was no time for her to say anything else to Zhang Yi.

The shelter was filled with a sweet smell of blood, and her doctor's intuition allowed her to immediately lock onto the silver-haired man lying on the sofa.

A white cloth was tightly wrapped around his wrist, and blood was constantly oozing out. The blood dripped onto the white carpet, like blooming gorgeous roses.

Zhou Keer immediately rushed over and grabbed the man's wrist, using her supernatural powers to heal the horrific wound and stabilize his vital signs first.

She opened the medicine box and took out various first aid supplies. She also injected the man with plasma. After a busy period, she finally managed to temporarily save the man's life.

Zhou Ke'er wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Only then did she have time to take a closer look at Deng Shentong.

He looked even more miserable than the last time Zhou Ke'er saw him.

The body covered with bruises was only covered with a nightgown, and his silver hair was wet and stuck to his body. He was lifeless due to excessive blood loss, and his face was horrifyingly pale.

Zhou Ke'er frowned slightly, her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and a look of displeasure appeared on her face. She turned her head and was about to scold Zhang Yi for not following the doctor's advice, but when she glanced at Zhang Yi, she was surprised to find that his condition seemed a little abnormal.

Zhang Yi was seen holding his chest tightly with both hands, leaning weakly to the side. His eyes were fixed on Deng Shentong, bloodshot and extremely red, as if they were about to bleed.

His chest rose and fell violently like a bellows. Every breath seemed heavy and difficult, and his heavy breathing echoed throughout the room.

Seeing Zhou Keer stop what she was doing, Zhang Yi opened his mouth and wanted to ask about Deng Shentong's situation.

However, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could only make low and hoarse "ho ho" sounds, making it difficult to hear what he was trying to say.

Zhou Ke'er was shocked when she saw this, and hurried forward to stop him, saying, "You are too emotional, don't speak for now. Be patient, he won't die."

After hearing Zhou Keer's reply, Zhang Yi's body trembled slightly, and his nerves, which had been tense to the extreme, finally relaxed a little. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his violently beating heart, trying to calm himself down.

Looking back now, that short journey became the longest and most difficult time for him, and every second passed abnormally slowly.

The image of Deng Shentong covered in blood kept appearing in his mind. An indescribable panic enveloped him, making him almost lose his mind.

On a cold and silent night in the last days, the only sound is the whistling wind.

He desperately urged the supernatural power in his body, faster! Faster!

I was afraid that if I was a step late, I would only see a cold corpse when I returned.

Seeing that he had almost recovered, Zhou Keer felt a little angry, but helpless.

She wanted to say some words of persuasion, but seemed to have no idea where to start. After all, she hadn't communicated with Zhang Yi for a long time since they last parted in Blizzard City.

She had no idea what Zhang Yi was thinking or what he was going to do. As for why things between him and his captain had come to this point, Zhou Ke'er had no idea either.

She is a doctor, she just needs to do her job. Zhou Keer sighed and said, "The injury has been controlled, but he lost too much blood and was frightened, so he may need to be observed and recovered for a while."

Zhang Yi scratched his hair, his eyes red, and said in a deep voice: "I understand. Please move in here for a few days and take good care of him."

Zhou Ke'er nodded. She was a sensible woman and never asked questions that she shouldn't ask, so as to avoid getting into trouble.

When Zhang Yi first took her in, he also admired this point about her.

After the busy and intense work, she felt a little sleepy. Zhou Keer turned around, packed up the medicine box, and walked towards her room.

She turned her head and glanced in the direction of Zhang Yi. The light in the living room was dim. The tall man was sitting silently in the corner of the living room, like a lonely ghost.

Zhang Yi lowered his head deeply, not knowing whether he was feeling guilty or something else.

Looking at Zhang Yi's absent-minded look, she knew that he would have to stay here all night.

Zhou Keer reminded: "If there is any emergency, call me at any time."

Zhang Yi trembled slightly and nodded, indicating that he had heard it.

Zhou Ke'er walked back to the room with heavy steps. After washing up simply as usual, she fell heavily on the soft bed.

However, physical fatigue did not bring the expected sleep. Instead, thoughts flooded into her mind like a surging tide, making her toss and turn and unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The heart-wrenching scene just now kept appearing in his mind - Zhang Yi's hideous face and Deng Shentong's horrific injuries.

Ever since she witnessed Deng Shentong's predicament last time, Zhou Ke'er has been secretly wondering whether this once arrogant man would choose to use an extreme way to break free from Zhang Yi's restraints.

But she never expected that this day would come so soon, and that Zhang Yi, who was always calm and composed, would ignore the doctor's advice and lose control again.

Looking at the ruthless force in Deng Shentong's attack, it seemed as if he had no attachment to the world and was only seeking death.

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but recall the last time Zhang Yi and Deng Shentong returned to the shelter together. They were like close friends, relying on each other.

Perhaps the hidden danger had already been laid at that time, but it was a pity that I didn't notice anything unusual.

What kind of earth-shattering changes had happened in just a few months, leading the two of them to embark on this life-and-death struggle?

Is there more love or hatred between them, or is there no feeling at all and they just simply want to possess and conquer each other?

Countless questions lingered in Zhou Keer's mind, leaving her puzzled.

Although she knew that knowing too much was not a good thing, humans were ultimately unable to overcome their curiosity.

However, it was absolutely impossible for her to ask Zhang Yi.

She closed her eyes and thought for a while, thinking that if she had the chance, she might be able to hear something from the silver-haired man.