Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

The man outside the door collapsed onto Jiahe's shoulder as soon as she opened the door.

Jiahe exclaimed, "Xinghe!"

The man who fell on her shoulder appeared frail and pale. He had passed out. Jiahe quickly stated in English to the receptionist, "He's my friend, not a bad guy!"

The receptionist scowled, indicating that she was still feeling a little uneasy. The woman retorted, "He pointed a gun at me!"

When Jiahe learned that the man had a gun, she was shocked, but she quickly made up a lie, "He is an elite of the international anti-terrorism organization! What occurred earlier was an unexpected incident. Since there are so many terrorists out there, he must be worried that you might draw them here."

Although that receptionist was not entirely sure of the motive, she no longer dared to say anything else. She could not get to the police because all of them were busy dealing with terrorists outside.

Jiahe immediately closed the door and carried Xinghe inside the room. She called out to Tongrui with much difficulty, "Tongrui, come over and lend me a hand!"

Tongrui quickly ran over. She was astounded when she saw Xinghe covered in blood. She said, "Jiahe, this won't do. He needs to be taken right away to the hospital. He could be in danger from excessive blood loss!"

"What if he belongs to the terrorist group? Wouldn't we be sending him into the lion's den if we took him to the hospital?"

Tongrui's mouth twitched. She was not in the mood to laugh at the moment, but Jiahe's justification sounded pretty absurd.

"Seriously? Xinghe is a terrorist?"

In Tongrui's impression, Xinghe always wore a spotless white coat and radiated an ethereal aura. A man like him did not seem to have anything to do with the vicious terrorists.

After much effort, the girls succeeded in placing Xinghe on the bed. Xinghe was quite bulky, and because neither of them had much strength, when they laid him down, his body slammed into the bed. The injury had been torn open by that.

The pain woke him up and caused him to frown.

He did not completely pass out. He overheard Jiahe and Tongrui talking in the background. He said in a weak and hoarse voice, "I'm not a terrorist."

Jiahe quickly ran over and knelt by the bed after hearing him speak. She said as she looked at his pale and handsome face, "In this case, we'll take you to the hospital. You've lost too much blood."

Unexpectedly, Xinghe immediotely objected, soying, "No, you con't."

Jiohe become onxious ond soid, "You've been shot. You might experience excessive blood loss if we don't get you to the hospitol."

Xinghe roised his hond ond grobbed Jiohe's soft ond worm hond. He ossured her, "Don't be ofroid. I won't die."

Jiohe's repressed emotions suddenly erupted. She chided, "Didn't you soy you come to Itoly to conduct ocodemic reseorch? How did you end up getting shot? Who the hell ore you? I just ogreed to be your girlfriend. Wouldn't it be bod luck for me if you died?"

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