When he carried her, he realized that her hands were tied behind her back with a tie. It was probably because Qin Xuming was afraid that she would run away.

No wonder she didn’t reach out.

“Damn it!”

He cursed in a low voice, feeling very angry.

After removing his tie a few times, he realized it was a dead knot. He asked Qiao Ruoxi to help him remove his tie.

Qiao Ruoxi finally got her freedom. As she leaned into the man’s warm embrace, the grievances in her stomach caused her tears to flow more and more.

She knew that the broad chest did not belong to her, but at this moment, she still grabbed him tightly and cried.

She realized that she was hopelessly in love with this heartless man. What should she do?

Feng Yunan knew that she had suffered a lot. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be crying so sadly.

He extended his arms to comfort her silently.

When she stopped crying, he whispered, “Okay, let’s go.”

He let go of her and put the windbreaker on her. He wanted to take her away, but she did not move.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Qiao Ruoxi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a little grievance, “My… legs are numb.”

Ha…

Feng Yunan let out a deep breath. He had a helpless expression on his face as he picked her up and strode towards the helicopter.

Qiao Ruoxi stared straight at his side profile.

Her heart was in a mess and she had many questions.

Did he really not care about her at all?

If he didn’t care, why did he appear?

And why was he treating her so gently now?

After boarding the helicopter, Feng Yunan placed Qiao Ruoxi on the seat. While he was carrying her, he strained the wound on his arm, and now more blood was flowing out.

“Your injury…”

Qiao Ruoxi looked at his wound and regretted letting him carry her.

“It’s just a minor injury.”

The man’s lips curved into a beautiful smile. His faint smile was comforting her and telling her not to worry.

“Let me help you stop the bleeding.”

All Qiao Ruoxi could think of was to stop the bleeding. She took off the scarf from her neck and helped Feng Yunan bandage the wound on his arm.

He then took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it on the wound to block it.

Even though what she did was not very helpful to his wound, seeing how worried she was about him, Feng Yunan let her be.

She was focused on his wound, but he was focused on her.

He stared at her focused face and could see the tip of her nose. Her thick and long eyelashes cast a crescent-shaped shadow on her face.

Her cheeks were red from the cold, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. The tears on her face had not dried yet. She should have looked very ugly, but why did she look so charming now?

When Wen Ke’er appeared in front of him stark naked just now, his heart was very calm. But now, just looking at her blushing little face made his heart flutter.

Xiu Yi, who was standing at the side, noticed this scene and turned to look outside in time.

While watching the PDA, he felt helpless.

He felt that it was not wise of her to follow him into the helicopter just now. He deserved to be reduced to playing gooseberry now.

The handkerchief in Qiao Ruoxi’s hand was quickly soaked with blood. She was very anxious and hoped that the helicopter could send Feng Yunan to the hospital as soon as possible and let the doctor help him stop the bleeding.

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