The blood-stained color stinged Qin Yiren's eyes.

For half a minute, she just stared at it in a daze, her face pale as if she was about to faint the next moment. She completely forgot to observe the situation around her, and forgot that Mary was chasing them, and she couldn't even move her fingers.

If this is a nightmare.

Now is the time to wake up...

The white teeth bit the lower lip, and Qin Yiren shook the man who was unknown with his hands, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Jingxing? Bo Jingxing?"

The man did not respond.

I don't know if I didn't hear her call or could not answer...

The mood is extremely tense.

Qin Yiren held her breath, and her outstretched hand paused in the air, gently put it between the man's neck, feeling the faint pulse.

Bo Jingxing is still alive!

This thought appeared in her mind like lightning, making her immediately awake.

Carefully letting the man lie down on his side, Qin Yiren looked at the surrounding environment and realized that she and Bo Jingxing were floating on the sea. Two fishing boats were mooring in the distance, and they did not see Mary and the pursuers for the time being.

Force yourself to remain calm.

Qin Yiren quickly found the location where Bo Jingxing was injured and touched a large piece of dry blood at his fingertips, proving that everything she saw before she fainted was real.

Mary pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew towards her, while Bo Jingxing blocked her...

The price was that the bullet shot him.

Although he did not hurt the vital part, the amount of bleeding was astonishingly large, which was likely the cause of his coma.

He looked at the man in a coma with his eyes closed.

Qin Yiren didn't know where he was, nor did he know how to drive a yacht, but the most important thing now is to send Bo Jingxing to the hospital for blood transfusion and treatment.

Breathe in the unique smell of the sea breeze.

Qin Yiren gently searched Bo Jingxing's pocket and found his cell phone.

Press the screen to light up and a fingerprint verification is required.

Holding Bo Jingxing's hand to unlock the phone, Qin Yiren was helpless about the current situation and wanted to contact her brother as soon as possible.

However.

The phone seems to have some kind of program set up. No matter how many times she tries, she can't open other applications. The only thing she can call is a number stored in advance.

Looking at the strange contact in a daze.

Qin Yiren hesitated whether to make this call, and looked at the unconscious man with complicated eyes.

If these were all what he expected in advance, this number was the retreat he prepared, and the retreat did not include asking her to ask her family for help.

At this time, his possessiveness still made her feel very palpitations and it was difficult to accept.

Look at the signal displayed on your phone.

Qin Yiren gritted her teeth and plucked the courage to dial the number. She had no idea who the other party was and whether she would come to help her.

Doudou...

After a long wait, a steady voice sounded from the phone: "Jing Xing?"

Qin Yiren grabbed her eyebrows in embarrassment. She had met Uncle Bo several times, but the sound on the other side of the phone didn't sound very similar.

It was difficult to explain the current situation clearly, she tentatively said: "Hello, I am..."

"You are Xiaoqian, are you?"

The person there interrupted her and asked neatly: "Where is Jingxing? Where are you?"

"Sorry, I don't know where we are."

Qin Yiren breathed a sigh of relief. Since the other party could call her name, it means that Bo Jingxing had arranged a way out of retreat. "We are at sea, I can't use his cell phone. He was injured. I want to take him to the hospital, and...

”

"Don't panic, just say it slowly." The person on the other side of the phone comforted him: "There is a radar icon on Jingxing's phone. Turn it on. I can check your location through the satellite, and then ask someone to take you over.

.”

Qin Yiren sucked the tip of her nose and quickly did as he said: "Thank you! Thank you very much!"

"No need to thank you. I heard that you graduated from medical school. I don't know if Jing Xing's injuries are serious. Can you guarantee that he will survive?"

"I dare not move him casually, and the bleeding wound almost stopped. What he needs most now is blood transfusions. We were on the speedboat and didn't see the shore for the time being. I didn't have the tools to perform surgery."

"Okay, I understand. If you look in the driving position, you may find the medicine box."

"I'll look for it now!"

Qin Yiren held up his cell phone and searched for a moment in panic. He really found what is needed for general surgery in the dark compartment, including hemostasis and bandages, basic antibacterial drugs, and...

Looking at the whole set of hoses, Qin Yiren's eyes lit up and he said firmly to his phone: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let something happen to him."

"Please give me your word."

The people on the other side of the phone also breathed a sigh of relief and finally remembered to introduce themselves: "I am Bo Jingxing's uncle. I just monitored your location. I will send someone to pick you up as soon as possible. Since Jingxing is unconscious, please stay calm."

"I will."

Qin Yiren returned to Bo Jingxing with the medicine box, stared at his pale and handsome face, and hung up the phone temporarily.

now.

The grudges, love and revenge of the past are no longer important, and all she wants to keep him alive.

Turn on the disposable blood collection device.

Qin Yiren rolled up her sleeves and poked the needle into her vein without thinking. The bright red blood slowly filled the bag, and her face quickly looked ugly.

Never been so lucky to have my universal blood type.

Qin Yiren frowned and endured the dizziness that was about to be weak, and drew the blood volume to the upper limit of the body's ability to withstand, and then injected it into Bo Jingxing's body.

There is no sterile environment at the moment, so she dares not undergo surgery to remove the bullets from his body.

As long as blood transfusion is used, Bo Jingxing can be safe and unobstructed.

Seeing his blood flowing into the man's body drop by drop, Qin Yiren was so dizzy that she couldn't sit still, and silently prayed that Uncle Bo could send someone over as soon as possible.

As time goes by minute by minute.

Bo Jingxing, who was in a coma, had a little reaction, and his slender fingertips moved and slowly opened his eyes.

pity.

Qin Yiren did not see this scene immediately.

First, her head hit the deck and then pumped hundreds of CC of blood. She inevitably fell into a semi-coma, holding Bo Jingxing's cell phone tightly to avoid missing Uncle Bo's contact.

“…Xiaoqian?”

Looking at the sky at dawn, Bo Jingxing suddenly stood up, and his movements pulled the wound. He frowned in an instant in pain.

Immediately afterwards.

He saw the equipment that was transfusion, and the little woman lying beside him, who was fragile and pale as a doll.

"Xiaoqian!"

Realizing that Qin Yiren did something when he was in a coma.

Bo Jingxing's expression became extremely complicated, and because he could not move around due to the wound, he could only gently hold her hand: "Xiaoqian?"

The slender eyelashes trembled.

Qin Yiren's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she could vaguely hear the melodious piano music on her mobile phone.
Chapter completed!