"Is it so easy to leave?"

Qin Mo seemed to be completely unaffected by the knife wound on his body, and shouted loudly, as if he was going to catch up with Tang Hongchen and kill him in one fell swoop.

After hearing Qin Mo's voice, Tang Hongchen, who had a trace of fantasy, dared not stop any longer. He focused on his teeth and endured the pain in the wound. The spiritual energy gathered on his legs, accelerated with all his strength, and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant.

"Damn it, it ran quite fast."

Qin Mo smiled, loosened his fingers, and the long sword had fallen to the ground.

Just now, he was just using psychological warfare to scare Tang Hongchen. Even if Tang Hongchen stayed here and did not leave, he would not have the power to fight again.

"Qin Mo, are you okay?"

Nalan Bingxue got up from the ground, didn't bother to clean up the dust on her body, and hugged Qin Mo and said excitedly.

"That's right, I don't look at who I am. There are so many people who want my life. What's the old dog?"

Qin Mo smiled and was about to brag about it, but the feeling of fatigue in his body surged like a tide when he was relaxing.

The side effects of excessive blood loss explode instantly at this moment.

"Go home now, don't go to the hospital, it's not safe, there may be a second wave of pursuit at any time."

Qin Mo struggled to explain, and his eyes turned dark and fell directly into Nalan Bingxue's arms and fainted.

"Qin Mo, you must hold on, I will take you home now!"

Nalan Bingxue gritted her teeth, wiped away her tears, and carried Qin Mo into the back seat of the pink Beetle.

At this time, she didn't care about the issue of drunk driving, so she got into the driver's seat, started the car, jumped out with a throttle, and her speed instantly soared to the limit.

On the way back to Linjiang Manor, Qin Mo's body in the back seat automatically activated the Xuantian Divine Art, working hard to repair the knife wounds on his body.

Although he lost consciousness, his powerful mental power instantly triggered his body's defense mechanism.

With the operation of Xuantian Divine Art, the wound gradually solidified and scabs, and no blood oozed out.

When Nalan Bingxue rushed all the way, violating countless rules and parked her car in front of her garage, Qin Mo had already woken up.

Opening his eyes, although his face was exhausted, Qin Mo quickly sat up and prepared to get off the car.

"Qin Mo, don't move around. If you touch the wound, it will be bad. I'll help you get out of the car."

Nalan Bingxue was startled and quickly opened the car door for Qin Mo and helped him into the room.

"It's just a few knife injuries, it's not a big problem. I'm not at the point where I need someone to help me."

Qin Mo smiled slightly and said.

"Don't show off. I was almost scared to death just now. That knife was directly inserted into the heart. You didn't let me go to the hospital. If you hadn't woken up now, I would have doubted whether you would die directly on the road."

Nalan Bingxue's tone was gentle, but she still couldn't help but give Qin Mo a blank look and said, "In the situation just now, you should leave directly and find the staff of my father's organization to save me. Why bother to listen to that person's orders and hurt yourself."

"President Nalan, it's not the time to worry about that problem!"

Qin Mo pursed his pale lips and said angrily: "Help me back to the room, I want to treat the wound. If I don't treat it, the wound will collapse, and I'm afraid I'm going to die."

Nalan Bingxue was startled and quickly apologized, and helped Qin Mo into his room with slightest steps.

Sitting on the bed, Qin Mo directly tore off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body.

Looking at the three wounds on Qin Mo's upper body that were still very ferocious, although scabbed, a hint of regret flashed in Nalan Bingxue's eyes, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently stroked Qin Mo's chest.

"If you want to take advantage of me, don't worry, just take a few clean towels, make a basin of hot water, disinfectant and bandages."

Qin Mo smiled slightly and said to Nalan Bingxue.

"Hate, who wants to take advantage of you? Narcissism!"

Nalan Bingxue's face turned red, she retracted her hand, and hurriedly walked out.

Although she is not diligent in her four bodies and does not distinguish between grains, at this critical moment, the strong mood that Nalan Bingxue has developed as the president of the group for a long time helped her.

Let her not face difficulties and be at a loss like a vase woman.

He accurately and quickly found what Qin Mo needed. At Qin Mo's prompt, Nalan Bingxue followed Qin Mo's prompt and took his temporary stop.

"Qin Mo, you haven't answered me yet, why did you stab the heart and it's okay?"

Nalan Bingxue asked softly as she watched Qin Mo disinfect the wound.

Qin Mo smiled slightly, pressed the knife wound on his left chest with his fingers, and explained: "I am different from ordinary people. My heart is on the right, so that knife seems very deep, but to me it's just a skin injury, which is also the key reason why I can fight back in the end."

Speaking of this, Qin Mo paused slightly and said seriously: "I only know this secret, you can't tell others."

"I swear!"

When Nalan Bingxue heard that Qin Mo had told her his secret, she felt sweet and immediately raised her hand with a serious expression, ensuring that Qin Mo's secret would not be revealed.

The wound was cleaned and disinfected, and thick medical bandages were wrapped. In addition, the Xuantian Divine Art was constantly circulating in the Great Circle, repairing Qin Mo's physical trauma.

After a short period of time, Qin Mo's mental state has improved significantly. Compared with the situation where he was carried into the back seat of the car by Nalan Bingxue, there is a huge difference.

He looked at Qin Mo with his chin and finished his wounds. Just as Qin Mo was about to put on his shirt, Nalan Bingxue suddenly held his hand and said softly: "The clothes have been stained with blood. I'll wash them for you. You can find a clean dress first."

"Tsk tsk, President Nalan helps me wash clothes, I can't bear it."

Qin Mo smiled slightly and said with a joking look on his face.

"You are willing to stab yourself three times for me. It's just a trivial matter for me to help you wash your clothes."

Nalan Bingxue held Qin Mo's top, and a hint of shame suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she asked softly: "Qin Mo, what did you think at that time, why did you do that kind of stupid thing? Do you know that you are likely to die?"

As he spoke, Nalan Bingxue's tears burst out from her eyes, and two tears were instantly dragged out on her fair face.

She is not a person with a lot of feelings, but it is difficult for Qin Mo to remain indifferent to everything that he has just done for her, even a person with a stern heart.

"Nothing, you are my fiancée, of course I want to protect you."

Qin Mo avoided Nalan Bingxue's gaze and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!