Aoki Izawa sneered and threw Miyamoto Shizuka's limp body aside, as if he was throwing away a torn piece of clothing.

After doing all this, Aoki Izawa turned around and his eyes fell on the man in the corner, with most of his body stained red by blood.

In an instant, the glazed purple eyes suddenly softened. Aoki Izawa rushed forward in three steps and picked up the person on the ground. He never knew that he could be such a nervous person, most of the time.

Zhang's blood-stained face touched his heart. His chest seemed to be hit hard by something, and a suffocating pain filled the air. He hurriedly put his hand between her nose until he felt a faint breath.

Just then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly stood up and wanted to hug her and leave. His eyes touched the heavy chain on her wrist. He frowned and had to put Xia Zhiyan down first. He stood up and planned to find the key.

"Don't go..." The cuff of his sleeve was suddenly pulled by a hand. Aoki Izawa's body froze, but he saw a small, bright red hand with blood pulling his sleeve. The force was not strong. He just needed to gently

He could break away as soon as he struggled, but he stopped unexpectedly.

"Don't go...don't leave me...alone..." Xia Zhiyan said angrily, her eyes were still closed, and her voice was as low as sleep, but Aoki Izawa somehow held it.

Breathing, not daring to move, even slowly squatting down to hold the person in his arms again and softly comforting: "Okay, I won't go, I won't go, be good... I won't go..."

There was a tenderness in his glazed purple eyes that he didn't even know he had.

Until the person in his arms finally calmed down, Aoki Izawa wanted to get up, but heard her murmuring again: "Don't leave... Helan Lingyu..."

Aoki Izawa's eyes were instantly covered with a layer of ice.

The strength in his hands suddenly increased, and he pushed the person in his arms away. After hearing Xia Zhiyan's painful groan, Aoki Izawa, who just realized that he had used too much force, held his forehead in annoyance.

He lost his composure... He actually lost his composure. Facing this girl, this girl who he had always regarded as a pawn, Izawa Aoki, he just clearly felt the throbbing pain in his heart and the sudden pain in his chest.

The annoyance that came up... what happened to him...

No, it's impossible, how could he...

Forcing himself not to think any more, Aoki Izawa quickly stood up, took out the key from the tattooed man's waist, opened the chain, carried Xia Zhiyan out of the door, and placed her in the car not far away.

In his car, there was already a man in a white coat waiting for him.

"Treat her wound quickly, quickly!" Without waiting for the white coat to answer, he closed the car door, quickly walked around to the driver's seat, closed the door, and turned on the accelerator. The moment the car was about to start moving, his eyes darkened and he hesitated.

, finally grabbed the mobile phone next to him and broadcast a series of numbers quickly.

After a short "beep" sound, the call was quickly connected.

"Come and clean up the scene. No one is allowed to be left alive except Miss Miyamoto."
Chapter completed!