After not being a stand-in, I became a heartthrob

"Cough-cough-"

Night Breeze carried a burst of coughing and muffled humming into Mo Xuzhi's ears, bringing him back to his senses.

He turned around and found that the sound was coming from an alley.

Mo Xuzhi looked in.

Then I saw a black figure.

The man stood deep in the alley, surrounded by several men curled up in a ball lying on the ground wriggling constantly.

The young man standing in the middle of the alley still had some dark red blood on his body, and his pair of glowing eyes stood out in the dim alley.

There were spots of blood on the white sweater. Ji Bowen stepped on the blood-stained concrete floor and walked towards Mo Xuzhi step by step.

Things look troubled here.

Mo Xuzhi quickly came to this conclusion, and took a step back at the same time.

But he was still a beat slower than the youth.

"bump--"

Under a large black shadow, before Mo Xuzhi could react, his shoulders sank, almost making him fall over directly.

Ji Bowen rested his head on his shoulder, and his slightly messy hair rubbed against his neck, causing Mo Xuzhi's neck to turn red.

Not only that, Ji Bowen also put his whole body weight on him, so that Mo Xuzhi had to take a few steps back, leaning against the wall to barely stand.

"Friend, let's have a discussion, can you get up first?"

Mo Xuzhi found that his wound didn't seem to be doing well.

He was also a wounded man after all, supporting this man was like carrying a big puppy, almost crushing his wound and bleeding.

"..."

Ji Bowen still didn't speak.

Enduring the pain, Mo Xuzhi finally stretched out a hand and pushed him.

Still no response.

Mo Xuzhi took out his mobile phone from his pocket again with difficulty, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on Ji Bowen.

Ji Bowen's head was still pressed against his shoulders, and even if he turned on the flashlight, he could only see the lower part of Ji Bowen's chest.

That's enough.

Mo Xuzhi finally knew why he couldn't call this person.

He saw two stab wounds on Ji Bowen's body, one was on the side of the stomach, which looked relatively shallow, and the other was on the thigh, which was deeper by visual inspection.

Good guy, I've passed out emotionally.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his pale cheeks.

Mo Xuzhi felt that if he continued to stand like this, he would have to pass out along with this person.

After moving his body, he found the right direction and slowly slid down the wall.

He sat safely on the ground.The young man who had put his head on his shoulders slowly slid down along with his strength, and finally lay beside Mo Xuzhi, the sweater was stained with dust and sewage.

Mo Xuzhi didn't make sense.

Placing his head on his stomach as a pillow is his greatest tenderness, how could he care about whether his clothes are dirty or not.

He stretched out his hand to call the police, and by the way, call an ambulance for himself and the person next to him.

——Good guy, his wound really opened up, and now it's as sour and exciting as if he was cut again.

The wound hurt so much that Mo Xuzhi was a little bit exhausted, he raised his arms again and again, but in the end he could only tremble in the air, unable to make a phone call at all.

"..."

He looked down at the young man lying quietly in his arms.

With the light of the mobile phone, Mo Xuzhi could clearly see the appearance of the young man.

This person is quite good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and his facial features are deeper than those of ordinary people.He looks like he should be an age between youth and adult, with a youthful atmosphere unique to this age.

It turned out to be a child.

"I'm sorry buddy."

Mo Xuzhi no longer tried to raise his hand, but directly put his hand on Ji Bowen's head. The position was a bit awkward. He even moved his arm, and after finding a comfortable place, he began to call the police one by one. and emergency calls.

"..."

Ji Bowen vacantly opened his eyes.

His vision was still blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly.But he could feel that his head was in a warm place, and someone was stroking his hair gently.

The darkness fell, and Ji Bowen wanted to speak, but he couldn't make any sound.

Someone put his head on his head.

Ji Bowen heard a soft voice coming from the joint:

"...I'm here to accompany you."

Feeling the warm touch from the top of his head, his vision gradually dimmed, and Ji Bowen passed out again.After Mo Xuzhi finished speaking the last sentence, he also passed out.

Who will God forgive?

When the fate comes, I really can't stop it.

Thanks to this friend, he also had to pass out with him.

Ambulances and police cars quickly arrived outside the alley.

When the police flashlight came, Mo Xuzhi and Ji Bowen had completely passed out.

Mo Xuzhi's head was resting on Ji Bowen's head, his profile was serene, although he was still morbidly pale, but it didn't affect him at all, instead he had a morbid beauty.

The police also saw other people lying sprawled in the alley.

The situation at the scene was a little weird.

Without time to think about it, the police quickly completed the on-site sampling, and the doctor also sent Mo Xuzhi and Ji Bowen to the ambulance at the same time, and the rest of the people lying on the ground were taken to the hospital by the police in a police car.

hospital, ward

"hiss--"

Mo Xuzhi clutched his neck and couldn't help but gasped.

How long had he been resting on that man's head before?

"day……"

Mo Xuzhi didn't reach out his hand, it was fine, but when he reached out, he found that the wound on his chest was also being pulled, the pain came faster and stronger than the numbness on his neck, he didn't dare to make any more movements, just like that His body froze in mid-air, not daring to move.

"The patient in bed 3 is awake!"

A nurse passed by outside the door, she glanced inside, and found that Mo Xuzhi, who should be lying on the bed, was stiff and seemed to want to get up. He was startled at first, then turned his head to look at the doctor standing not far away, and called road.

Xue Feng, who was sitting on a row of chairs outside, heard the nurse's voice and stood up. The bodyguards and assistants followed him and rushed into the ward.

"Sir, sir, we still need to examine the patient, please cooperate."

The nurse struggled to squeeze away the bodyguards and assistants in the ward, and finally reached the bedside.He put down the medical records, turned his head to look, and found that those people were still standing where they were.

The bodyguard looked ahead, and the assistant was still following Xue Feng conscientiously, without moving half a step, as if he didn't pay attention to the nurse at all.

"Sir, this..."

The nurse looked at Xue Feng who was frowning.

Xue Feng took another look at Mo Xuzhi, who was pale, and finally took a step back.

When the bodyguards and assistants saw Xue Feng push back, they followed suit and took a few steps back, finally making room for the doctors and nurses.

Xue Feng's face is as dark as if he had just been in the mine.

He just received a call from the hospital today, saying that Mo Xuzhi ran out of the hospital and his whereabouts were unknown. Not long after that, he heard that he was taken to the hospital by an ambulance.

He didn't know why Mo Xuzhi was making such a fuss, and he didn't know the meaning of his messing around. He just felt annoyed now.

Very irritable.

He couldn't tell what it was for, but he just felt his heart beating wildly, as if something was about to explode, and was stopped abruptly by an invisible diaphragm.

But Mo Xuzhi was destined not to feel Xue Feng's irritability.

He is now stiff, letting the doctors and nurses check various indicators for him, and he is motionless. He doesn't even dare to turn his head slightly to see who is standing in the room.

Who the hell dares to move.

The needle in the nurse's hand looked like a golden cudgel, and it kept shaking around his neck, as if it could be given to him at any time.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of equipment and the conversation of doctors and nurses remained.

Mo Xuzhi lay on the bed and let the nurse unbutton his clothes one by one.

Under the wide blue and white striped hospital gown is pale skin with prominent collarbone, which glows white under the light.

When the nurse was undoing the buttons, she accidentally touched Mo Xuzhi's skin.

She only felt that her hands were smooth, with a little warmth, warm and comfortable, making people reluctant to let go.

But in order to avoid being considered as a pervert, the nurse abruptly stopped the hand she wanted to touch again.

After unbuttoning the four buttons, the nurse pulled the hospital gown to the side, revealing the gauze-wrapped wound. She stretched out her hand and gently removed the gauze, wanting to observe the condition of the wound.

A hideous wound suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The black and red wound lay across the snow-white chest, like a strong centipede lying on the snow, constantly irritating everyone's eyes.

This is the wound caused by the knife that Mo Xuzhi blocked Xue Feng.

This was the first time Xue Feng saw this thing.

He could see clearly at that time, knew that the knife was very sharp, and also saw that the knife stabbed Mo Xuzhi's body fiercely.

But he didn't expect that the wound looked so terrible.

The wound that should have appeared on his body made Xue Feng's eyes swell.

"Sir, now I'm going to sterilize and re-bandage your wound, it may hurt a bit, bear with it and it will pass."

The doctor took all kinds of simple medical equipment and stretched out his ruthless hand to Mo Xuzhi.

"Um……"

The newly grown pink flesh was forced to separate from the black and red area, and the sharp pain was transmitted along the nerve to the brain, and was well transmitted to the effector by the pain sensory nerve.

Mo Xuzhi couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead in an instant.

Xue Feng looked at Mo Xuzhi's frown, hesitated for a while, and finally sat on the chair opposite to where Mo Xuzhi's head was.

If he sat like this, Mo Xuzhi could clearly see who was sitting opposite him even without raising his head.

Mo Xuzhi's head was still covered with cold sweat, he glanced at Xue Feng, and then looked away.

"..."

Xue Feng looked down at Mo Xuzhi from above, his eyes darkened.