Ye Chuan wanted to kill Jian Meihua. Once he killed this woman, all the troubles he had in the future would no longer exist. While she fainted now and now she didn't know who she was, Ye Chuan made up his mind.

But looking at Jian Meihua's face full of charm and beauty, Ye Chuan found that his fingers holding the trigger could not be pressed.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the moonlight in the sky is particularly bright. Under the moonlight, Jian Meihua's skin looks so white. Because of the injury, her originally charming face looks so weak. Perhaps because of the pain, her eyebrows frowned slightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly, which is so pitiful. For a moment, Ye Chuan was stunned.

"Forget it! I'm not willing to take advantage of others' danger!" Ye Chuan gritted his teeth and said to himself, picked up Jian Meihua, pushed the bicycle that was about to fall apart, and walked towards home.

Ye Chuan staggered and dragged Jian Meihua to the door of his house, thinking about putting her to Mo Mo first, but then he thought, first, he didn't want Mo Mo to get in touch with these, second, this woman was too dangerous. So, I'd better take her to my house.

Ye Chuan put Jian Meihua on the sofa and went back to the room to change into a clean dress. Looking at Jian Meihua's still bleeding chest, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Do you have to help her with it? But the wound is on the chest. God knows whether this woman will wake up suddenly. Seeing her busy working on her breasts, will she whip herself in anger?

Ye Chuan hesitated for a long time, but he went back to the house to take out the medicine box.

Squatting in front of Jian Meihua, Ye Chuan's hands trembled a little and his breathing was rapid.

Forget it! Just die! Ye Chuan thought this way, unbuttoned Jian Meihua's underwear and saw her wound. It was a gunshot wound. Fortunately, the injured one was on his right chest and a pistol with limited power. Otherwise, even if she had ten lives, she would not be dead.

Ye Chuan took out the tweezers and was about to lift Jian Meihua's wound to help her remove the bullet, but hesitated for a moment. He pondered for a while and found the sharp whip from Jian Meihua's body. He wanted to tie her hands with her, but found that the whip was covered with barbs. He had no choice but to put it aside.

Jian Meihua collapsed on the sofa and still didn't wake up. However, her breathing became more and more rapid.

Ye Chuan did not dare to delay, so he squatted down and used tweezers to clear the wound. The wound was a little deep, and the bullets were deeply embedded in the flesh.

Ye Chuan first poured a little disinfectant around the wound, and then began to clean the wound. He was very careful, but he was not afraid of hurting Jian Meihua, but afraid that Jian Meihua would suddenly wake up, and the scene would be awkward.

Finally, Ye Chuan started to take the bullet. He put the tweezers into the wound, but the bullet was embedded very deeply and was close to the blood vessels, so Ye Chuan was particularly careful. Because of carelessness, it was very likely that Jian Meihua would die. He carefully worked for a long time, but no improvement was seen. For a moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on Ye Chuan's forehead.

"Don't worry, I can bear it!" Jian Meihua's weak voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Okay!" Ye Chuan agreed, suddenly realized something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head: "You...when did you wake up?"

"I've woken up long ago, you continue. If the bullet is not removed, it will be troublesome." Jian Meihua continued, then closed her eyes again.

With Jian Meihua's permission, Ye Chuan made up his mind and no longer cared about anything else and focused on dealing with the wound.

After a while, a bullet was taken out of Jian Meihua's body by Ye Chuan. During this period, Jian Meihua was so painful that she wanted to hum it several times, but she still gritted her teeth and held it back.

"Li Qiang, thank you!" Jian Meihua said, looking at the bandage wrapped around her body.

"Ah? Oh! It's okay, I'm a little bit!" Ye Chuan replied. Jian Meihua just said the name Li Qiang, but before she could react, she was calling her, and she almost broke it.

"You saved me twice." Jane Meihua said: "I will repay you!"

Ye Chuan thought to himself: Repay? It would be strange if you know who I am and don’t think about how to kill me. If you don’t plan to cause trouble in the future, you will be repaid. But he said, “Forget it, I don’t need it. Saving you is just a matter of taking care of me.”

Jian Meihua smiled indifferently and asked, "Are you still a teacher?"

"Yes, but I've changed my school." Ye Chuan said, explaining this was to not want to involve Bai Yang.

"Is it very hard to be a teacher?" said Jian Meihua.

"It's okay!" Ye Chuan took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and handed it to Jian Meihua. Jian Meihua shook her head. Ye Chuan lit it and continued, "At least I like this job very much."

"You didn't consider doing something else?" Jian Meihua smiled again. Even though she was seriously injured, she was still extremely charming.

"Are you going to be a thug for you?" Ye Chuan smiled. He had guessed what Jian Meihua meant long ago.

"This depends on your ability!" Jian Meihua smiled and said, "But in my opinion, your ability is far more than just a thug." Jian Meihua recalled the scene when she saw Ye Chuan twice.

For the first time, in the abandoned factory, he recovered the decline alone, took Kuang Tianhai hostage and escaped from the factory. Zhu Ziwen took the rebellion halfway, and he used a trick to make Zhu Ziwen and Kuang Tianhai have a gap and take the opportunity to regain the passive situation.

The second time was just now, he defeated two elite killers with guns with bare hands. Although he narrowly won, it was just because there were no bullets in the pistol at the critical moment.

The more Jian Meihua thought about it, the more curious he became, and the more he felt that "Li Qiang" was not simple and wanted to recruit him.

"I used to be a soldier, so it's no problem to deal with a few little thieves." Ye Chuan started running the train again.

"If you come to me, I will give you this number every month." Jian Meihua stretched out her hand and gestured.

"I can't obey my fate. I've always been used to being free and don't like being restrained." Ye Chuan refused and thought to himself, saying, "Why am I going to your place? Do you help you hit me? Just commit suicide in front of you to thank the world."

"Okay, I won't force you!" Jian Meihua saw Ye Chuan's determination and stopped forcing. The air became a little calm for a moment.

"By the way, do you have any women's clothes here? Find me one." Jian Meihua said that her clothes were all dried up blood and could no longer be worn.

"Women's clothes, do you think I look like a woman?" Ye Chuan smiled helplessly.

Jian Meihua then looked at Ye Chuan's residence, with piles of garbage and cigarette butts everywhere, and there were instant noodles boxes on the coffee table that had been kept for a long time, and the residence of a typical sloppy bachelor.

"Then do you have any clean clothes? Give me one?" Jian Meihua said helplessly.

"This one is there, you wait!" Ye Chuan said and entered the bedroom. After a while, he took out a clean set of clothes from the bedroom. It was a white shirt and a black coat. The coat was very long and could cover Jian Meihua's knees.
Chapter completed!