Cong Shan glanced at the wound on his waist, touched it with his hand, and the blood immediately stained his fingers.
The man frowned. At this moment, Tang Shi took the clothes from outside, opened a seam and reached in, "Here you." It
was Han Rang's coat.
Cong Shan's voice was low, "Thank you."
"It's okay." Tang Shi closed the door, and her voice came from outside the door, "You don't want to appear like this next time."
After all, this has little effect.
Cong Shan responded faintly. At this moment, the mobile phone placed on the sink vibrated. He opened it and took a look. It was a text message sent by his hand.
Boss, have you escaped?
Boss, don't go back to Haicheng recently, someone is going to assassinate you! One of our brothers was arrested, don't come back!
Boss, go home safely and leave us alone!
Cong Shan looked at the last line of words sent by his hand, his eyes deepened, and the pain from his waist made him look back. Outside Tang Shi frowned, "How can I smell the blood?"
Cong Shan immediately said with a face. Changed, put the phone back, ran cold water directly on his wound, the blood was washed away, and the tender flesh was turned out, Cong Shan snorted, Tang Shi said, "You fell inside?"
"No." Cong Shan said . Shan was silent, "I'm okay, you can go out."
"Oh well, I will tidy up a room for you tonight."
Tang Shi knocked on the outside door even if he said hello, then walked out, and after a while Tang Wei walked in, he He murmured softly, "Brother Cong Shan? Can I come in?"
He stopped calling his younger uncle, and called Cong Shan brother in another way, making Cong Shan stunned.
Tang Wei took his silence as a default. The child quietly pushed a gap away from the outside and saw Congshan who was taking a bath. The cold to hot water was sprayed from under the shower head. Congshan stood there, and his feet were pale. The pink bloodshots spread.
Tang Wei closed the door after coming in, carrying a medicine box in his hand.
Cong Shan squatted down, his face was wet with water, and his face was a bit too white under the steam, "Why are you here?"
"Because I thought you might be injured."
Tang Wei took a few steps forward and took the medicine box. Open it, "It's okay, everyone is a boy, don't be shy."
"" Cong Shanxin said that Tang Wei was quite open.
"You are sitting on the edge of the bathtub." Tang Wei called to him, "I brought anti-inflammatories and new hemostatic gauze. I'll change it for you."
Cong Shan was silent, completely exposing her wounds to Tang Wei, the child's hands and feet. Quickly taking advantage of the hot water sprinkled from above, he cleaned his wound again, and then Cong Shan turned off the tap and wiped his body dry.
Tang Wei sprayed him with disinfectant, and the sting made the man frown.
"You were chased and killed, so that's why you sneaked into this house, right?"
Tang Wei seemed to see everything through, stretched out his hand to press on his wound, and squeezed some of his clumps of blood, and then squeezed. Put some ointment on it.
"You can't just go to the hospital to see your wound, otherwise it will be exposed." Tang Wei said softly, his actions were still methodical, "I know you are not my uncle, Cong Shan brother."
Cong Shan stretched out his hand at Tang Wei Pressed on the top of his head, his voice hoarse, "Sorry."
"You don't have to say sorry." Tang Wei's eyelashes trembled, "You and Mommy lied to me for fear of my sadness, I can understand."
Tang Weikan Looking at Cong Shan's wound, "Who caused it? Is it the man named Cong Xi?"
"Yeah." Cong Shan didn't escape. Facing Tang Wei's maturity, he chose to confess, "I'm sorry to implicate you. "
Not implicated."
Tang Wei looked up, "Don't let my mom know that you are injured, she will only worry stupidly, and let you stay for a few more days."
"I know."
Cong Shan's voice was difficult, and Tang Wei knew very well that if Tang Shi kept Cong Shan for a few more days, he would most likely be overtaken by the assassin, which would affect Tang Shi's life safety.
In Tang Wei's life values, his mother's Tang poetry is ranked first.
So when he said this to Cong Shan, what he meant was, don't stay too long, and leave as soon as you get better, and try not to drag my mommy.
Cong Shan understood, but couldn't refute it.
Tang Wei took the gauze and circled his waist. His technique was obviously very skillful. "Have you done it yourself before?"
"No, this is the first time." Tang Wei replied lightly, with an indifferent expression. A bit like a thin night.
After all, it's a father and son, even the calmness and rationality in the sex is the same.
"I remember I told you before."
Finally re-wrapped, Tang Wei took a marker and drew a heart on it. The child's evil taste made Cong Shan want to laugh a little.
"I said, after you go out, whether it's life or death, don't contact us again."
The person he helped escape at the airport last time was Cong Shan.
Tang Wei looked up, "I knew at that time that your identity was very dangerous. That's why I said you don't come to us, the farther away you are, the better. You are by our side, it is too insecure. Let me give you a shot For example, if your presence threatens Mommy, can you protect her?"
His words were so blunt that they could be called cruel.
Cong Shan was silent. Facing Tang Wei's directness, he couldn't say a word.
"Because you saved us once, that's why I chose to help you." Tang Wei stood up, sorted out the medicine cabinet, and found some anti-inflammatories for him. "Remember to take it when you sleep at night, and don't let the wound get infected with water. "
Cong Shan took it, his Adam's apple moved up and down, with mixed feelings in his eyes, "Since you know that I am dangerous, Tang Wei, why are you
trying to help me deal with the wound while driving me away?" He was using the same man as himself. Communicate with Tang Wei in his tone.
The little boy raised his head to look at Cong Shan and said without hesitation, "Because my mom believes in you, so I will help you."
Tang poetry's emotions are all the reasons for his actions.
Cong Shan twitched his mouth and smiled, "If Tang Shi knows you like this, you will definitely be very happy."
"No, don't let her know, don't."
Tang Wei whispered, "If I want to protect her, I just need to stand. It’s enough in the dark. My mommy doesn’t need to do anything or understand anything. Once she knows it, she will be worried, and what I want is her innocence.” The
little boy was too precocious and thoughtful. A strong wall was built inside to block all the wind, frost, rain and snow for Tang poetry.
Cong Shan suddenly understood what the heavy and strong emotions in Tang Wei's eyes were.
That kind of emotion, he had seen it in his eyes when he met Bo Ye Jinghong.
Its name is called mission.
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