âA member of the Lancaster Family? How troublesomeâ¦â
Huo Qi cursed under his breath, âGo and stop the bleeding first.â
âMiss Songâ¦â
âYou donât have to worry about that.â Huo Jiu dragged him into the car. Thinking about the gaze he saw earlier, he still felt goosebumps all over his body.
The accompanying medical team quickly gave Huo Jiu an injection. Then, they cut open his clothes and began to treat his gruesome wound.
Huo Qiâs expression did not change. âNo survivors?â
Huo Jiu chuckled. He was shirtless and lazily leaned against the chair. As the alcohol on the medical staffâs tweezers came into contact with his wound, a hissing sound was heard. âDo you have a cigarette? Give me one.â
He raised his chin, and the car was filled with the smell of blood.
Huo Qi threw a box of cigarettes to him. âSmoke less. If the Master smells it, youâll be punished again.â
After saying that, he waved his hand and jumped out of the car. He then started to bring his men to clean up the mess.
At the same time, if there were any survivors, he tied them up and brought them back.
A metallic flavor filled Song Yaoyaoâs mouth. Her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered slowly as she opened her eyes in confusion.
In the mottled light and shadow, a clear face gradually unblurred.
âYouâre awake?â
Her head was rubbed, and only then did Song Yaoyao realize that the manâs voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
She was slightly stunned as she licked the corner of her lips. The strong taste of blood filled her mouth, making her nauseous.
âGege, Gegeâ¦â
Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the manâs blood-soaked shirt. The white fabric was even more shocking.
Song Yaoyaoâs body trembled uncontrollably. âIâ¦â She opened her mouth, flustered and at a loss. âDid Iâ¦â
She was actually very normal. It had been a long time since she had lost control.
In her previous life, she would occasionally be irritable and lose control of her emotions. But when she woke up, she could not remember what had happened when she lost control. Every time she woke up, she was met with the concerned gazes of her parents and brother.
However, as time passed, Song Yaoyao began to realize that she was not normal.
Therefore, she no longer tried to interact with the outside world and immersed herself in her own world. She learned and watched from the perspective of a bystander.
Later on, her grandfather brought her along with him and she started to learn medical skills. After that, Song Yaoyao calmed down.
Sometimes, she even believed in the comforting words of her parents and brother.
That nothing happened and she was just dreamingâ¦
It was all a bad dream.
But nowâ¦
She lost control again!
The young girl trembled in his arms. Her slender and weak body trembled like a sieve. Her fingertips that were clutching his shirt turned white. Her eyes were red as she turned her head, trying to look at the mess behind her.
âDonât look.â
A large palm gently blocked her eyes. It was gentle and doting as always.
His sweet and deep voice rang in her ears. Her vision was obstructed, but her other senses magnified several times in an instant.
In his palm, Huo Yunque could feel how confused the young girl was. The young girl who had never been afraid was really frightened this time.
Boiling hot liquid wet his palm, and moist eyelashes brushed across his skin.
Huo Yunque felt his heart clench at the heat.
âGege⦠Iâm sorry⦠I really didnât know, Iâ¦â
âOkay, be good, okay?â
A light kiss landed on the top of the girlâs head, and the manâs piano-like voice became gentler and gentler.
âItâs okay, it doesnât hurt at all. If youâre tired, just sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over.â
His slender fingers gently combed the girlâs long hair.