In the back seat, there were some bandages. Haoyu, having placed Su Nian on the seat, was urging Cheng Yun to drive and using the bandages to stop her bleeding at the same time.
The old wound had not completely healed, and she hit the same spot again, causing the wound to crack open, flowing with blood. However, she had only scraped her forehead and had some scratches on the back of her hand; there were no injuries in other places. It was just that the blood was flowing too fast, trickling down to her face and neck, which looked heart-stopping.
Su Nian was semi-reclining on Haoyu's lap, feeling dizzy. As she opened her eyes, she saw Haoyu's anxious face, wishing he could fly her to the hospital immediately. She couldn't help but smile; it had been so long since she had this warm feeling of being cherished like a precious jewel, protected from any harm.
