The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Almost at the same time when the secretary found out the location of Han Sinan's rental house and called the police, Gu Zishen rushed out.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

When he knocked open the door, there was a pool of blood on the ground in the dilapidated rental house, and Bai Lin was lying in it, clenching his teeth tightly, half of his clothes were already stained red with blood.

Gu Zishen's first reaction was to lean down, tear off the glue sticking on Bai Lin's lips, and use his fingers to probe his carotid artery, the beating was very weak.

The young man still holding the knife was still laughing wildly, waving the short dagger at Gu Zishen recklessly, threatening to kill them all.

The man standing at the door was full of anger, stepped forward and punched him to the ground, with a deep gash on the back of his hand without knowing it.

"Damn, you..."

Before the bartender finished speaking, he threw it from one side of the room to the other.

Han Sinan has never seen Gu Zishen like this before. He originally wanted to go up to rescue that companion, but was nailed to the spot, watching Gu Zishen swing his blood-soaked fist on the spot like a robot. The bartender's well-maintained face was punched to the flesh.

... The wound on the fist can even see the bone. Does this man feel no pain?

It wasn't until he beat the man out of shape that Gu Zishen slowly stood up.

With a dull face and no warmth in his expression, Han Sinan dared to go up to check on his accomplice's injuries. Fortunately, Gu Zishen didn't take him seriously at all, he had more important things to do.

Gu Zishen sat down beside Bai Lin with his legs crossed, raised his head slightly, and hugged him in his arms, as if holding a world in his arms.

The young man whose hands and feet had been untied was trembling, curled up in his arms like a badly wounded little beast, dying.

Bai Lin was so painful that he almost passed out.

Who did he provoke, is it wrong to look good?

When the heinous persecution finally stopped, Bai Lin, who was half awake, regained a little bit of consciousness, and a familiar deep voice entered his ears.

"Sorry, I didn't protect you well."

It's just that I don't know why, but the calm and calm voice on weekdays is full of grief and helplessness at this time.

...Is it Gu Zishen?Will he cry too?

Only his embrace was so warm and reassuring.

Bai Lin tried hard to open his eyes, but he didn't have the strength, the gap between eyelashes and eyelids was covered with blood, and only a blurry figure could be seen.

But that look was enough for him to feel at ease.

Bai Lin showed a weak smile.

It was good to see him again, he thought he would never see him again.

Gu Zishen's big palm tightly pressed Bai Lin's neck near the bleeding area, and whispered to him not to move around and stay awake. At this time, his tone didn't sound like that of a high-ranking and arrogant president, but it seemed that he was trying to coax an immature child.

"When I go back, I will find the best doctor for you, so that you can return to the way you were before. We will get married in the future, and we will walk a long way together. Xiao Lin, you must persevere!"

This is the first time that Gu Zishen called him Xiao Lin, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the dark clouds, a warm current pouring into the iceberg, Bai Lin felt unprecedentedly excited.

They will get married, is it true?

Gu Zi participated in the meeting and proposed to him? !

Bai Lin's fingers moved slightly, and excited tears flowed from the corners of his slightly opened eyes.

He could hear the sound of ambulances and police cars getting closer outside the window, and the wonderful wedding with Gu Zishen was approaching.

However, a figure suddenly appeared behind Gu Zishen.

"Do not."

Bai Lin wanted to scream, but was too weak to make a sound.