Xia Zhiyu, who has never drove very much, used his driving skills to the extreme. After passing the road, he left behind a group of young men riding motorcycles.

It is safe to enter the new city.

Zhang Wanlin was full of blood, and no longer knew whether the blood was his or someone else's.

It looks terrible and weak.

"Go to the hospital."

Xia Zhiyu hit the steering wheel and turned to another side road.

Zhang Wanlin sat quietly by the window, as before, looking out the window with a calm expression and deep eyes.

The lens has been broken in many places.

The blood was still dripping from the body.

Xia Zhitao took out her handkerchief and cried while simply bandaging Zhang Wanlin.

"Zhang Wanlin, don't live in that place anymore."

Xia Zhitao said: "It's too dangerous."

Zhang Wanlin calmly looked at the girl who was crying with a red nose, and couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you still crying."

"Can I not cry?

You are like this! ! You still laugh at a loss! "

"Are there headphones?"

"Have."

Xia Zhitao quickly took out the earphones and handed them to Zhang Wanlin. Zhang Wanlin was wearing the earphones and playing music on the phone that had been dropped so many times.

The music passes through the earphones, enters the ear canal, then to the mind, and then to the whole body.

The beautiful rhythm is like having a tender beauty by his side, caring for him, taking care of him, and soothing the soul.

Outside the car window, the wind roared into the car, making his black hair tumultuous.

Now he is getting deeper and deeper.

"Ding, the host was detected to be seriously injured.

Healing. "

This is also a mechanism of the system. Once Zhang Wanlin suffers any serious damage, he will give priority to listening to songs and adding attributes, and changing to listening to songs to heal.

The wound under the blood water was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xia Zhitao did not see anything unusual due to the cover of the clothes.

Now she can't notice any details.

Her mobile phone kept popping up messages, some in the group, Marco, and Hu Yu.

Almost all the same content, how is Zhang Wanlin?

"Now Zhang Wanlin is not badly injured, right?"

"I know the best doctor in Jiangcheng here, send it over."

"He's fine. It's really a blessing to escape from the ghost gate."

... How can Xia Zhitao reply to these messages?

Xia Zhiyu looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the wind messed up Zhang Wanlin's frantic hair. He leaned against the car window with his cheek in his hand, calm as usual.

He seemed to be wrapped in a strange power.

This boy is really amazing, no matter what angle it looks like.

Arriving at the hospital in ten minutes scared many people.

They all looked at this **** young man one after another.

After checking Zhang Wanlin on the hospital bed, the doctor said to sister Xia Zhiyu: "He has nothing serious, just a minor skin injury."

Xia Zhitao was worried: "Doctor, how could he just shed so much blood?

You take a good look. "

The doctor said: "So much blood should be someone else's. His wound is really just a skin trauma, and the biggest one is just a minor one."

"You are too worried. Actually, there is nothing wrong with the patient."

Xia Zhitao didn't believe it. She had seen many wounds before.

She walked over and took off the handkerchief that Zhang Wanlin had wrapped.

The handkerchief was bloody, but the wound on his wrist was gone.

How could it be gone?

She had seen a wound with her own eyes, and it was still bleeding.

Xia Zhiyu also walked over and looked at Zhang Wanlin's wound: "Don't say it, there really isn't any wound.

It's really amazing. He was chased by so many people, and he didn't even have any wounds. "

The doctor came over and said, "If you are worried, you can stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

On this day, Zhang Wanlin was forced to be hospitalized in bed anyway, while Xia Zhitao accompanied the bed.

One afternoon, no one came to see him.

Even if he called the few contacts on his phone.

Either hang up directly, or say, very busy, or say, no time...no one cares.

Xia Zhitao even thought that if he died now, no one would come over.

Zhang Wanlin fell asleep, and Xia Zhitao caressed his face. He had to say that he was very charming when he took off his glasses, but no one in this world cared about him.

Even if the phone was buckled, she was the only contact person, empty.

If she doesn't send a message, then his world is really quiet without any waves, as still as stagnant water.

At this moment, she made up her mind that if the whole world abandons you, then I will stand with you and abandon the whole world forever.

She slowly approached, holding her hands on both sides of Zhang Wanlin, trying to kiss him.

Ding Ding Ding... the phone rang.

Xia Zhitao sat back in shock, her heart thumping, what happened to herself just now?

She answered the phone.

Marco said, "Xia Zhitao, how is Zhang Wanlin now?"

"He's okay."

"Oh, all right.

Did you know that the moment he carried your sister into the car, he became my hero! It's so handsome. "

"Yep."

"Don't you think, why are you not excited at all?"

Of course Xia Zhitao felt it, but the excitement had passed, and now there was only concern.

Xia Zhitao was there in the evening, lying on the edge of the hospital bed, already asleep.

Zhang Wanlin woke up and saw her falling asleep as soon as he opened it.

It's really cute.

Thank her for caring too.

With decades of mentality, he deeply understands that this kind of care is precious, even if he can't get it from his family.

He got up quietly, then hugged her on the hospital bed, she smacked her lips and opened her eyes in a daze.

"Zhang Wanlin... are you awake?

What are you doing? "

"I think you sleep soundly, the bed should be more comfortable."

"But you are a patient.

Idiot! "

Xia Zhitao wanted to get up, but was pressed back by Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin said, "Don't you want to hear me sing?"

"correct.

Now you want to sing? "

"On New Year's Day, I will give you that song."

"What? How long will that have to be waited.

No, I want it now. "

"not now."

"why?"

"There is no sun today, so I feel bad."

Xia Zhiyu rented Zhang Wanlin a house in a community in Xincheng District, with three bedrooms and two halls. The decoration and the environment are very good.

Xia Zhiyu said: "You will live here in the future. In view of your injury, I also hired an aunt for you.

I will pay for labor and food. "

"Don't get me wrong, although you saved me, the price is still clearly marked, and you will pay me back after college."

Of course, anyone can tell that this is just a polite remark, basically it was given to Zhang Wanlin.

The Xia family wouldn't care about that little money either.

On Monday, Zhang Wanlin went to class as usual, just as before.

The whole class found it incredible, after all, the scene can be vividly remembered.

Suddenly he became a star in the class, many people came to say hello, or added deductions, or left phone calls and so on.

Now that Xia Zhitao knew that Mingren was terrible, she couldn't squeeze in at all.

Ma Keke sat next to Xia Zhitao after class, and asked mysteriously: "Do you like Zhang Wanlin, Xia Zhitao?"