Rarely fascinated

Fang Zhiyuan heard from Wen Cun a few days ago that a person named Dong was coming to trouble him.He had already guessed who the person surnamed Dong was. In fact, he didn't want to have any trouble with Dong Xiaoyue at all, and he didn't even want Dong Xiaoyue to know that he came to this city. But now he has no choice, he can't just watch Wen Cun get beaten.

Fang Zhi could see Wen Cun's face clearly from a distance - it really was him.

A man held a knife in his hand and stabbed Wen Cun directly in the stomach. Fang Zhiyuan suddenly ran forward a few steps after seeing it, and then clasped one hand on the man's shoulder, using his hands hard.The man screamed, and the knife fell to the ground.But it's still a little late, there is already a bloodstain on Wencun's clothes.

Fang Zhiyuan took a quick look at the group of people, and then he was relieved that Dong Xiaoyue didn't come in person.

"Fuck, where's the meddling and forcing the bastard." Someone scolded uncleanly, "Looking for death?"

When Fang Zhiyuan was fighting, he never spoke. He raised his leg and swept the man's chin with his toes. Fang Zhiyuan took the lead in kicking that man several meters away, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the rest of the people rushed towards Fang Zhiyuan. Fang Zhiyuan turned his body sideways to hide for a while, stretched out his foot and tripped a person, and punched the person in front of him mercilessly. Nosebleeds gushed out of his nose in an instant.

The wailing sounded one after another, and it took only half a minute to lie on the ground.

Fang Zhiyuan shook his hands, walked over and squatted beside Wen Cun, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Who...?"

"Fang Zhiyuan."

"Oh...I think there is something wrong." Wen Cun didn't know how many times he had been beaten, and now his whole body was numb, he couldn't feel the pain, and his eyes were in a daze. He suddenly thought of something. Yuan said, "Run away, these people can't beat them."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Fang Zhiyuan sighed and said helplessly.

"No, not to the hospital."

"You've got a lot of color on you, and you've probably been stabbed. You can't go." Fang Zhiyuan put his hands around Wen Cun's back, wrapped his arms around him, and then grabbed his clothes and tore them vigorously—Wen Cun's clothes instantly It was torn in two from the back.

Wen Cun's body trembled slightly, "Why?"

"If you don't deal with the gash on your stomach, your blood will drain away in a while." Fang Zhiyuan took a rough look at Wen Cun's incision. It wasn't too deep, so it shouldn't hurt inside, but the blood flow looked a little scary.

He tore a few pieces of warm clothes, folded some pieces to cover the wound, wrapped the rest around his stomach a few times, and tied a knot.

"...This dress is three thousand eight."

Fang Zhiyuan looked down at Wen Cun and said, "Call an ambulance and go to the hospital."

"No." Wen Cun blinked vigorously, feeling that he could see things a little more clearly.

Fang Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but Wen Cun grabbed his arm, and Wen Cun said in a very firm tone, "I said I won't go to the hospital."

Fang Zhiyuan stared at Wen Cun and said, "Do you want to die?"

"I'm not going to die, I just don't want to go to the hospital." Wen Cun frowned, feeling that his body was starting to return to its place, and his whole body was aching.

He glanced at Fang Zhiyuan, then pointed behind him, "Also, there is someone behind you."

Fang Zhiyuan got up and turned his head to take a look, then his body froze slightly.

After Dong Xiaoyue saw Fang Zhiyuan, he was stunned for a while, and then he looked at Fang Zhiyuan sarcastically and said, "So it's you, Fang Zhihuan's useless dim sum didn't treat you well, and made you run out? I heard he was in A People cast nets all over the city looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come here."

Hearing the name Fang Zhihuan suddenly, Fang Zhiyuan felt his brain go blank for a moment, like a lightning strike, his whole body was stiff and unable to move, and it took a while to recover, and he said softly, "Either hit, Either go."

"I'll take it as a way to save face for your brother, and I won't argue with you anymore." Dong Xiaoyue crossed his chest and looked at Fang Zhiyuan, that attitude was really disgusting, "But be careful when you go out in the future."

After finishing speaking, he took a meaningful look at Fang Zhiyuan, turned his head and left.

As soon as Dong Xiaoyue left, Fang Zhiyuan staggered backwards, and after a while he realized that he was covered in cold sweat.He never knew that the name Fang Zhihuan would have such a big influence on him, so much so that he would feel scared just hearing the name.

He didn't turn around after a long time, but turned his back to Wen Cun and asked, "You really don't want to go to the hospital?"

"Don't go."

"Then stay here by yourself, life or death has nothing to do with me anyway." Fang Zhiyuan took a few steps forward, picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave.

"Hey!" Wen Cun yelled, "You really don't care about me!"

Thinking of Wen Cun's pitiful appearance just now, Fang Zhiyuan's footsteps paused, and he didn't make up his mind to continue walking forward. He couldn't help sighing, and walked back.

"What enmity does the hospital have with you?"

"...I don't want my dad to know." Wen Cun turned his head and bit his lip.

"You are really my uncle." Fang Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"I said I'm not going to the hospital!"

"Shut up." Fang Zhiyuan growled unbearably, "I didn't call the hospital!"

"...Oh." Wen Cun retracted his body, and after a while he muttered softly, "What the hell."

Fang Zhiyuan was about to be laughed at by him angrily, wishing he could kick Wen Cun's body.

The call was connected in a short while.

"Hello, Brother Cheng." Fang Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "Can you help me get something."

"Anesthesia, surgical needles, alcohol, gauze, and thread, and some external wound medicine." Fang Zhiyuan thought for a while, "Bring the bandages too."

"...not me, I'm a brother."

"Send me to the school gate, and I will pick you up when you arrive."

"Thanks."

Fang Zhiyuan hung up the phone, frowned and looked at Wen Cun, "Can you go by yourself?"

Wen Cun sighed, "Do you think I can do this?"

"You are usually not very good at pretending." Fang Zhiyuan smiled heartlessly.

"A bunch of bastards." Wen Cun couldn't help cursing, "If you have the ability to single out, you start dancing when I'm alone. It's fucking disgusting."

Fang Zhiyuan still wanted to say something, but he saw that the tender wound had started to ooze blood, so he swallowed the words back.

He carried his schoolbag behind his back, then bent down, hooked Wen Cun's legs with one hand, and wrapped his neck around his neck with the other, and hugged Wen Cun directly.

"Fuck!" Wen Cun was startled and almost fell, "What are you doing!"

Fang Zhiyuan walked out with Wen Cun in his arms, "Didn't you say you couldn't leave?"

"Then you can still help me go!" Wen Cun was afraid that he would accidentally fall, so he quickly reached out and hooked Fang Zhiyuan's neck.

"I don't mind if you want to die quickly." Fang Zhiyuan said, "And you better hide your face and pretend you are a girl."

"Hey." Wen Cun turned his head and put his face on Fang Zhiyuan's clothes, "Find a place where no one is around and put me down."

"I can't go back to school today." Fang Zhiyuan bit his lip, "You can't pass the gate like this."

"There is a small door in the west courtyard, and no one can get through it."

"I hold you?"

"It can also be drilled through."

"...show the way."

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