818 Redder than blood (1:

Then, he carried ning Qing and rushed into the car.

To the hospital! Hurry up!

The car suddenly started and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Nian Che's entire arm was numb.

He could not come back to his senses.

His brother Yingluo was really still alive?

This realization rushed into his mind, and the man in his twenties couldn't help but cry on the spot!

Second young master, first young master has already left.

Nian che only snapped back to his senses when someone beside him reminded him.

However, his gaze was pierced by the blood on the ground.

The winding trail of blood extended from the fire field to his front, and then to the place where his brother had gotten into the car!

Unknowingly, even the corner of his clothes was stained red!

Nian Che's brain buzzed. whose blood is this, Wanwan?

it's Madam's. The fire was already burning when we arrived. Madam fell in the fire and didn't get up. Eldest young master rushed in and carried her out, only to find that Qianqian's hands, forehead, and chest were covered in wounds.

As the subordinate said this, he choked on his own words.

These people were used to fighting and killing, and were used to seeing many bloody scenes.

However, for such a weak woman to be injured and covered in blood, it was obvious that someone had deliberately tortured her.

Nian Jin felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Second young master, second young master?

The man called out twice, and Nian che immediately sobered up. Find out who did it and kill him!

Yes!

After saying that, Nian che had already dashed towards a car parked at the side.

In the other car, Nian lie was hugging the woman, who seemed to be out of breath, tightly. His entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

His eyes were red, and he carefully held her head that was tilted to the side. ning qingchen, ning Qing, wake up. Can you wake up?

The woman's hands were placed in front of him. The wound was deep and hideous. He used the first aid box to stop the bleeding while talking to her.

Does it hurt? You don't want to talk to me because it's too painful.

I know, I know you're very tired, Yingluo, but can you talk to me?

Don't sleep. Open your eyes and look at me, ning Qing.

He was flustered and didn't know where to stop the bleeding.

There were too many.

There were too many wounds.

On her forehead, collarbones, and her hands.

The wounds were deep red and were extremely eye-catching on her white skin. It was like a flat Apple that had been bitten by a bug.

In the end, when he finally bandaged his hands, he was already covered in blood.

The driver in the front row couldn't stand it anymore.

He had never seen his young master so helpless and desperate.

He sat in the back seat, holding the woman in his arms gently and restrained. He was afraid of hurting her and kept whispering in her ear. His side profile was stained with blood, and he looked dejected and desperate.

The woman's head was slightly tilted. Her face was pale and her eyes were closed. There was no sign of her being alive.

His eyes were also sore.

it's my fault. I'm sorry, Qingqing. I shouldn't have disappeared for so long. I shouldn't have left you, Nian lie continued.

The woman did not move.

His entire body trembled as he held her cold hand. He could not feel any breath of life.

An intense pain exploded in his chest, as if a big hand was stirring his heart, trying to torture him with regret and guilt.

Qingqing, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

In the end, he could only call her name repeatedly and kiss her forehead again and again, tears flowing from his red eyes.

It seemed to be redder than her blood.