C8

What a back.

There were scald wounds, almost masochistic wounds, new injuries and old wounds that interweaved layer upon layer. It was a shocking sight to behold.

"You …" Mo Yan stood at the back, his calm breathing slowly became hurried.

"Don't look!" Shen Zhi Xia screamed. She wanted to use something to block the attack, but was unable to find anything. Like a tortoise who had its shell ripped off, her entire body was in a panic.

Those were the injuries she'd been beaten up in prison, and now they were being seen, as if telling someone where she'd come from.

She was trying very hard to start a new life, even if it was so difficult.

"Sir, I'll help her treat her wounds. You can leave first."

The female doctor reacted and blocked Shen Zhi Xia's path. Mo Yan then came back to his senses, and looked deeply into Shen Zhi Xia's eyes. He then silently took off his suit jacket, and turned around to leave.

"Miss, how did you get all these wounds? Was he abused? Do you need me to help you call the police? "

"No need, I did it myself." Shen Zhi Xia hoarsely said.

"How can such a heavy injury …"

"There's really no need for that. Thank you. I'll trouble you to help me deal with it as I please." Shen Zhi Xia said embarrassedly.

She was unable to say it because every wound and scar on her body was bestowed upon her most beloved, causing her to bleed profusely.

The doctor didn't say anything. He just hurriedly brought the medicine to treat her, blaming her for not coming back in time because of the severe burns on her back.

Shen Zhi Xia bit her lips and remained silent.

An hour later, Shen Zhixia walked out of the hospital and found that Mo Yan was waiting for him at the door.

To her relief, he didn't mention anything about what had just happened.

"Thank you." Shen Zhi Xia lowered her head. Other than this sentence, she really didn't know how to repay him.

"Where do you live?" I'll take you home. " Mo Yan said.

"No need." Shen Zhi Xia didn't dare to trouble him, so he immediately shook his head and said, "My place is not far from here, I can go back by myself."

Mo Yan smiled but didn't say anything. He suddenly reached out to grab the phone in her hand and typed in a string of numbers under Shen Zhixia's surprised gaze.

"Look carefully, this is my number, my name." Mo Yan threw the phone to her, "As long as you are in any trouble, immediately call me, I'll be there right away."

Shen Zhi Xia looked at him in shock.

This was the first time in three years that he had told her that he would immediately rush over if she ran into any trouble.

They rushed over to the destitute Mu Ru Yue's side.

"Why?" "It's only our first meeting today, why are you being so nice to me?"

Meet for the first time?

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, "When I, Mo Yan, do things, I only care about my mood. It's not too late now, go home early."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he turned around and got into the car parked at the door. The sports car sped away.

Shen Zhi Xia held the phone in her hand, unable to come back to her senses.

This sort of feeling of being cared for had not appeared in a long time.

She put the phone in her suit pocket and walked to the bus stop.

However, she never expected that when she was about to arrive at the bus stop, a global limited edition luxury car suddenly came to a sudden halt and stopped in front of her.

The window rolled down. It was actually Ji Lianchuan.