High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1160

Don't blame him for being in such a hurry.

It's someone as strong and excellent as Yang Moyan.

It has been a long time since it was rarely injured.

Now he can be called by Lin Zhaoxia to say he was injured.

No matter what, I felt that the injury must not be simple.

Song Yan was terrified all the way.

Finally arrived at the location, and without wasting any time, he opened the car door and got out of the car, then ran towards the apartment that belonged to Yang Moyan.

The door was opened by the boy.

Before he could open his mouth to ask the last sentence.

He was already pulled in by the sleeves of the boy in front of him.

As soon as the door behind him was closed, he was pushed directly to the sofa by someone with a medicine box.

Song Yan: "..."

Looking at the young man's silent and depressed mood with one side of his eyes, he had no choice but to swallow back the one or two words that he wanted to tease.

He lowered his eyes to look at Yang Moyan, but when he touched the bloody back of the man lying on the sofa, his pupils shrank.

"What did you do?"

Song Yan frowned suddenly.

He took the medicine box and started to take out things like disinfectant and so on.

Lin Zhaoxia was busy at the side.

This was the second time Song Yan saw Yang Moyan injured.

The first time was a few years ago, in order to hunt down the mastermind of a human trafficking case with particularly strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, if the other party's shot hadn't been for Yang Moyan to dodge in time when he heard the gunshot, I'm afraid grass would have grown on his grave by now.

But the bruises on the arms were not superficial.

After all, it is a bullet.

Also because the bruise happened to be very close to the artery and touched the tendon, Yang Moyan's arm couldn't move around for more than a month and a half.

After the incident that year, Yang Moyan was never injured again, and it was time for such a large area to be injured.

This is the second time.

While Song Yan was disinfecting, he took out many small pieces of broken glass and sharp stones from the wound on Yang Moyan's back.

This is also the situation that caused Yang Moyan's back to be seriously injured, bloody and bloody.

The shirt is scrapped.

In order not to injure the wound again, Song Yan directly cut the back of the shirt, dizzy with disinfectant, slowly and gently removed the shirt stuck to the wound on Yang Moyan's back.

It's being disinfected here.

Over there, Yang Moyan still had a little leisure and started to rant again, "Song Yan."

Song Yan was concentrating on it, and was distracted when he heard the voice, "Say."

Yang Moyan half hooked his lips, "Does your face hurt?"

Song Yan: "..."

He especially remembered that he once said that Yang Moyan would never come again even if he called.

The result is now...

His head was full of black lines, and the brows that were breezy and gentle were slightly collapsed, "Shut up, don't talk."

Yang Moyan snorted at him, but in the next second he spoke to the boy indifferently, with a hint of coquetry and complaint, "Lin Zhaoxia, he said me."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyes lightly when she heard the words, and said in a neutral tone, "Be serious."

The three words, coupled with the handsome and evil face with slightly raised eyebrows but no extra expression, really made people feel a little flustered.

The teenager is not in a good mood.

Song Yan knew it.

During the disinfection, one of his hands was confiscated, and the force was too great. Yang Moyan was unprepared and moved very slightly.

It didn't happen, but Lin Zhaoxia who had been watching Yang Moyan saw everything clearly.

"Second time, be serious," she said a little longer this time, and Yang Moyan's injury made her feel very bad.On the one hand, she doesn't want to worry about the events of 13 years ago in City A; on the other hand, she has to investigate everything, so that she can get back everything owed to her, such as Yang Moyan's injury today!

(End of this chapter)