Chapter 1887 One-Night Stand (5)

She couldn't help but think of the time when she came back with Xiao Chen. At that time, she was also sitting in the car. The difference was that she was leaning on Xiao Chen's warm embrace.

Thinking that she would soon meet his parents and family, she was nervous and happy.

At that time, she was still immersed in great happiness and joy, and was full of longing for their future life.

However, in just a few days, the dream had been shattered.

The wound on her shoulder from the bullet hurt so much that she almost died.

However, she didn't want to bandage it or stop the pain.

Now she was just a walking corpse, and only pain could let her know that she was still alive.

Pressing the hand on the wound hard, the pain instantly swept from the wound to the whole body.

The already pale face became as pale as paper.

Lan Yue chuckled, then looked out the window and laughed.

The driver in front looked at her in horror from the rearview mirror from time to time, not understanding why she was injured without bandaging or anesthesia, and still laughed so happily.

It looked like seeing a lunatic.

Lan Yue laughed even harder after seeing this.

She was just laughing, but the tears in her eyes kept falling like beads from a broken string.

The wound on her shoulder was still bleeding from her fingers, and the driver in front of her looked even more horrified.

Lan Yue looked at the brightly lit night scene outside without a care, and cried with a smile.

Half an hour later, they were already on the plane back to Country D.

Because Lan Yue had lost too much blood on the road, she fell to the ground as soon as she stepped on the plane.

John raised his hand to catch her, carried her into the plane, and asked the medical staff to come and take out the bullet inside, and then treat her wound.

The medical staff came from the front cabin with a medical box, checked the wound, took a pair of scissors, grabbed the collar of her clothes, and wanted to cut the clothes near the wound to facilitate bandaging.

However, he had just grabbed the clothes and had no time to cut them open with scissors.

Lan Yue, who was lying there unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand quickly, and used her blood-stained hand to pinch the medical staff's neck fiercely.

"Ahem." The man's face turned blue and he kept coughing.

Lan Yue glanced at the surrounding situation with a sharp look, and gradually loosened her hand that was pinching the man's neck.

John was watching with interest on the other side with his shoulders.

The medical staff took a few deep breaths and said carefully, "Miss Lan, your wound..."

Lan Yue just glanced at John and didn't look at him again.

She said directly, "Leave the things, get out."

The medical staff turned his head and looked at John. After getting his nod, he left the medicine box and left alone.

Lan Yue stood up shakily, carried the medicine box in front of him, found the hemostatic medicine from it, sprinkled some on the wound casually, and then directly cut open the clothes with scissors and bandaged it with a bandage.

John raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked forward gracefully, reaching out to take the scissors in Lan Yue's hand, "Your bullet has not been removed from the wound yet, I will help you."

Lan Yue used the scissors in her hand to slash John's hand fiercely.

Without even raising her head, "Stay away from me, there is no need for you to be sympathetic."

Someone next to him immediately took out a gun and pointed it at Lan Yue, but John waved his hand, signaling him to go down.

Lan Yue continued to bandage the wound on her shoulder quickly with a bandage.