Just as Zeng Rou was at the brink of despair, that person stood up again. He was Xiatian. Xiatian knocked out the man in black. Seeing that Xiatian didn't die, Zeng Rou couldn't control her emotions anymore.
She cried. At this moment, she didn't look like a lady or a strong woman. She cried loudly. Her daughter beside her was crying as well, but because she was drugged, her crying was very soft.
Zeng Rou threw herself into Xiatian's arms. At this moment, she felt that there was no place safer than this embrace. This embrace was very warm. She suddenly had a thought. She wanted to stay in this embrace for the rest of her life and not think about anything else.
"Ahem!" Xiatian coughed with difficulty. "Let's get out of here."
Although he had knocked out these people in the Summer, he did not kill them. It was a harmonious society now, and the education he had received since he was young was not to kill people. Since they had been saved, they had to leave this place immediately. The police should find this place soon, and if they saw him get shot, it would be hard to explain.
"Okay." Zeng Rou wiped away the tears in her eyes and held her daughter. At this moment, she suddenly saw the blood on the ground. This blood was real. This meant that Xiatian was really shot.
She saw that Xiatian's left abdomen was bleeding. Xiatian was covering it with his hand.
"You're shot. I'll call 120. You have to hang in there." Zeng Rou hurriedly took out her phone.
"No." Xiatian grabbed Zeng Rou's phone. "It's too complicated. If I'm sent to the hospital, the police will definitely intervene. I don't want to get myself into trouble."
"But you're shot," Zeng Rou said anxiously.
"Come with me." Xia Xia knew that his body was several levels stronger than before. Otherwise, not to mention being shot, even if he was slashed by someone, he would probably faint from the pain, let alone stand up and knock out the black-clothed man.
After turning off Zeng Rou's phone, Xiatian took Zeng Rou out of the warehouse.
This place was less than a kilometer away from his home. He often played here when he was young, so he knew the situation here very well.
Suppressing the pain in his body, Xiatian brought Zeng Rou and the child back to his residence. The little girl was very sensible and had stopped crying. She was too tired today and fell asleep in Zeng Rou's arms.
Xiatian walked home cautiously. In order not to leave any traces of blood, he tore up his clothes and wrapped them around himself.
Xiatian's house wasn't big, but it was clean. Everything was neatly arranged. Xiatian hadn't returned to this house for a long time. His aunt would ask someone to clean it every once in a while, so everything in the house was new.
"You live here?" Seeing the things in the room, Zeng Rou's heart was in turmoil. She could tell that Xiatian was definitely not a rich man, but why didn't he want her money? Self-esteem? But was self-esteem more important than money in this era?
She had always valued money more than anything else, but at that moment, she changed her mind. No matter how much money she had, no one would come to save her in that situation.
In the end, the person who saved her was the one who didn't want her money. And at that time, he even said that she was his woman.
If someone else had said that, she would have slapped that person. But when it came from a boy more than ten years younger than her, she felt so happy. She didn't know if it was because Xiatian saved her or because she was moved by Xiatian's backbone.
Xiatian found some matches and gauze. These were the only things that could be used in the house.
"This was my old home. Now I live with my cousin." Xiatian grabbed the corner of the table with his left hand and touched his wound with his right hand. It was a bloody mess.
Zeng Rou looked at Xiatian in disbelief. "Is he going to pull the bullet out with his hand? How is that possible? It'll get infected. "
Seeing Zeng Rou's worried expression, Xiatian smiled. "Don't worry. It's okay."
En!
A muffled roar came out of Xia Zhi's mouth. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and his forehead was covered in sweat. With a pull of his right hand, the bullet was pulled out.
Zeng Rou knew very well that Xiatian didn't shout because he didn't want to disturb her daughter's rest. But she didn't dare to imagine how painful it would be. Without any anesthetic, he pulled the bullet out with his hand.
Pain!
He finally understood that it was not so easy to pretend to be a hero. He felt death, and blood kept flowing out of his wound, and he could not stop it at all. Previously, in order to prevent infection, he wanted to ignite the gunpowder in the bullet to disinfect it, but if he lit it now, his intestines would be burned to a crisp.
"Am I really going to die here?" Xiatian roared in his heart. His body fell down. Zeng Rou hurriedly held Xiatian's body. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to call the police and the ambulance, but she remembered that Xiatian didn't let her.
The moment Xiatian fell down, a yellow light appeared in his pocket and entered his wound. Zeng Rou saw the yellow light and hurriedly checked Xiatian's wound. She was surprised by what she saw.
The yellow light was moving on its own. After it entered Xiatian's wound, Xiatian's wound healed itself. In less than ten seconds, the bleeding stopped and the wound healed quickly.
She was an atheist, but everything in front of her made her unable to explain. What exactly was that yellow light? Why did the wound heal on its own? In just a short minute or so, the wound on her body had completely disappeared, leaving no scars behind.
Although she couldn't explain what was happening, Xiatian was still unconscious. She carried Xiatian to the bed and put her daughter beside Xiatian. The room was very quiet, and so was her heart.
She had never felt so at ease. Looking at the two people in front of her, she felt very happy.
In fact, this was all she wanted, but she hadn't met the right person for so many years. In her eyes, there were only interests. There were no feelings other than family.
Gradually, she fell into a deep sleep. She was also very tired. The three of them lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Xiatian had a very strange dream. He dreamed that a huge Buddha statue sat cross-legged in his dantian, and the statue was healing his wound. This dream was very strange. He could clearly feel the Buddha statue inside his body.
The next morning, when Zeng Rou opened her eyes, she saw the warmest scene. She hugged Xiatian, and her daughter was between them. She gently kissed Xiatian's cheek.
This kiss made Xiatian show signs of waking up, so Zeng Rou had to pretend to be asleep.
Xiatian opened his eyes and saw Zeng Rou and her cute daughter in front of him. After kissing Zeng Rou's cheek gently, Xiatian gently got out of bed. He didn't notice that Zeng Rou's face was very red.
Walking in his yard, Xiatian had a lot of thoughts.
"A lot of things have happened recently. I thought that everything was simple, but now it's not that simple anymore." Looking at the familiar surroundings, he felt that everything had changed. His father had been very strict with him since he was a child. Studying hard was one of his requirements. His father also taught him all kinds of knowledge.
Now that he thought about it, his father didn't seem to have ever worked. But where did his family get the money? Although they weren't very rich, they didn't starve either. Moreover, his father was from the suburbs. How could he know so many things?
"There must be something wrong with my father's death. Also, what is the scroll that Quicksand wants?" He had never heard of a scroll. His father had never told him about it. Also, how did his father die?
"It seems that if I want to know everything, I have to find the scroll first." Xiatian began to look around. His house wasn't big, and there was no place to hide things. Moreover, Quicksand's people must have already searched.
Xiatian carefully thought about his father's past. His father didn't smoke or drink. His hobby was planting flowers and vegetables.
"Sigh, there's no way my father would hide the scroll at home." After searching for a long time, Xiatian didn't find anything. He took out his phone and found that it was already out of battery. After all, this wasn't a Nogi brick. His Nogi brick could last for seven days without charging.
He knew that his cousins must be worried sick.
At this moment, Xiatian suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Xiatian, you want to get rid of us?" Three figures appeared not far away.
"You guys are really persistent. I thought I could hide for a while longer. I didn't expect you guys to find me so quickly." Xiatian was very clear that Quicksand's people would definitely find him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
"Xiatian, we originally planned to give you seven days, but now it's changed to two days. One day has already passed, which means you have to find that thing today," Quicksand's people saw that Xiatian had already returned to the ancestral house, so they shortened the time they gave to Xiatian.
"One day?" Liu Zhi frowned. It seems that today is not a good day. Not to mention that he didn't know where the scroll was, even if he knew, he definitely wouldn't hand it over because it was his father's legacy.
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