Chapter 1208 Zong Zhan Is Injured

Chapter 1208 Zong Zhan is injured

Zong Zhan had known for a long time that Xi Luo was heartless, almost wolf-hearted.

Other people's heartlessness is based on simplicity and happiness, but Xi Luo is not.

She obviously doesn't care about anyone, standard egoism, so she is chic and reckless.

Xi Luo is right, but it doesn't mean Zong Zhan won't be angry.

He stood where he was, staring at Xi Luo with a gloomy expression.

Zong Zhan wanted to ridicule her, but he didn't know where to start.

Apart from scolding herself for what she deserved, Xi Luo didn't seem to care what he said.

This cognition clearly crossed his mind, and Zong Zhan felt his waist hurt even more.

He walked slowly to the corner of the bed and sat down, the blood stains on his white shirt looked a little shocking.

Bai Yan still watched coldly, but remembered that the man in front of him was Shang Shaoyan's brother, in order to prevent him from talking about it, or to speak out of humanitarianism: "Go to the hospital?"

"No need." Zong Zhan is a firm man, even though cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he still didn't change his face.

Bai Yan poked his head to look at his lower back, and sighed indescribably, "You're so fucking capable, you can't even beat a woman."

Zong Zhan raised his eyelids, "You and Li Qiao fight, who will win?"

Bai Yan lowered his eyes, "I'm crazy and I fight with that ancestor?"

Zong Zhan didn't say a word, and he didn't know if he was speechless, or he didn't want to speak because of the pain.

At this time, Xi Luo kicked off the other high-heeled shoe on her foot, and walked forward barefoot, "It hurts..."

"I can't die, but I can still pay for your shoes." Zong Zhan turned his face away, closed his eyes slightly, and breathed out, his expression was not as cold as before.

Xi Luo looked at his forbearance, and suddenly remembered the words Zong Zhan said in the old house: If you dare to leave the imperial capital, I will let you lie down and come back.

Maybe... There is indeed someone who needs to lie down and go back to the Imperial Capital, but it's not her.

On the other side, Bai Yan didn't have the heart to meddle in their mess, looked around the messy room again, frowned and ordered: "Make another room for the two of them, and call a doctor by the way."

Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu went out in response.

Xi Luo walked across the debris on the ground with bare feet, and walked behind Zong Zhan only to see that his white shirt was stained with a large area of ​​blood red.

At that moment, Xi Luo couldn't tell what it was like, but Xi Luo felt her heart inexplicably tightened, even a little sour.

Except for those who are very close to her, she rarely takes the initiative to care about the life and death of outsiders.

But the injured Zong Zhan actually gave her a feeling of distress.

She felt sorry for him, inexplicably.

Xi Luo put one hand on the man's shoulder, and gently lifted the shirt on his back. On the bloody skin, you can still vaguely see the residual glass shards.

Bai Yan, who hadn't left yet, reminded at the right time, "If you don't want him to become a useless person in the future, you'd better not touch him."

Lower back injuries are inherently tricky.

Once it is not handled properly, the rest of Zong Zhan's life will basically be wasted.

Xi Luo silently withdrew her hand, and stood behind the man with a delicate expression without saying a word.

She remembered that at the moment when the accident happened, if Zong Zhan hadn't shot, what was cut by glass shards would have become her knee.

Xi Luo looked at the man's upright sitting posture and sharp-edged side face from behind, feeling inexplicable in her heart.

After a while, Bai Yan left the room, walked to the corner of the stairs, checked the time, and first sent a WeChat to test if Li Qiao was asleep.

But the news came to nothing, Bai Yan gave up the idea of ​​calling.

...

In less than ten minutes, the doctor followed Bai Xiaohu to the second floor of the mansion.

The other party was over 40 years old, with black framed eyes, bent down to check Zong Zhan's injury, and said in a serious manner: "The flesh injury is not serious, but the fifth lumbar vertebra has obvious signs of trauma. It is best to go to the hospital to take a film to see it." Determine if there is a fracture."

The doctor is a native of Scarlet City and speaks Burmese.

Zong Zhan didn't seem to be proficient in Burmese, so he turned his gaze to Bai Xiaohu in front of him, "What did he say?"

Just as Bai Xiaohu was about to explain, Xi Luo said leisurely from behind, "The lumbar spine is broken, and you must stay in bed for at least three months, otherwise your lower body will be paralyzed and you will be permanently disabled."

There was an eerie tranquility in the room.

Although the doctor speaks Burmese, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand Mandarin.

Not to mention Bai Xiaohu, knowing that Ms. M is talking nonsense, but as one of her own, she must not tear things apart.

So, he echoed with a serious face, "Master Zong, Miss M is right."

doctor:"……"

Pure fucking nonsense.

Has anyone asked his opinion?

Zong Zhan looked back casually, and met Xi Luo's calm expression, a faint light flashed in his eyes, "Being in bed for three months?"

"Well, he said it." Xi Luo pointed at the doctor and lied without any psychological burden.

doctor:"……"

That's all, he really can't afford to offend these ghosts and monsters of Yanmeng, whatever you say is right!

Not long after, with the support of the doctor and Bai Xiaohu, Zong Zhan took off his white shirt and lay down on the bed.

The wounds on his lower back were not too many, but they were of different sizes, and there were still glass shards left under the skin, so it was quite time-consuming to clean up.

Xi Luo was standing at the corner of the bed, without shoes on, and without disturbing her, she was experiencing the rare mood swings.

In the past, there were also precedents of other men being injured in order to protect her, but most of them were deliberately shown to her.

But Zong Zhan... is different.

He subconsciously protected her from danger, without any thought involved.

Just simply protecting her.

Two people stacked on top of each other and fell to the ground, one can imagine how deep those fragments will be stuck.

Seeing the scar on the back of his waist, Xi Luo felt more and more heavy.

Zong Zhan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't see Xi Luo's expression, but heard a slight noise. He opened his eyelids and saw the back of a woman walking out of the room barefoot.

Zong Zhan's eyes were as dark and deep as if splashed with ink, filled with indescribable disappointment and understanding.

He should have known earlier that it would be better to feel sorry for himself than to expect Xi Luo to speak out and care about him.

There is no right or wrong in this matter, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

In the corridor, Xi Luo came to the stairs barefoot, leaning against the railing, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly footsteps came from above the steps, Xi Luo looked up casually, and saw Bai Yan throwing a pair of women's sneakers to her feet, "Li Qiao's, clean her up after wearing them."

Xi Luo lowered her head, and it took several seconds before she put on her shoes as if she was unresponsive, "Will his waist be okay?"

Bai Yan handed out the cigarette case casually, jokingly, "If it doesn't work out, are you going to kick him?"

Xi Luo's complicated emotions were instantly teased and disappeared without a trace.

"He and I..." Halfway through the conversation, Xi Luo automatically fell silent.

She never thought that she had any relationship with Zong Zhan, but at the moment she denied it, she hesitated.

Bai Yan didn't know what Xi Luo was thinking, but out of his understanding of her, he couldn't help laughing and said: "With your patience with men, if he is really useless in the future, you will definitely cheat."