"You'd better not try anything!" The woman pressed against Luo Qiu's back as she forced him forward, her voice low. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I just want to rest in your manor for a while!"
That was probably not what anyone would call borrowing politely.
"You're injured?" Boss Luo asked calmly, pretending not to know.
"I told you not to try anything... Take out your phone!" The woman pressed the muzzle of the silver pistol harder against Luo Qiu's back. "Now!"
"Here." Boss Luo naturally took out his phone.
Without a word, the woman snatched the phone away and tucked it into her waistband.
At the door, Boss Luo reached into his trouser pocket. She reacted instantly, grabbing Luo Qiu's wrist and saying coldly, "What are you trying to do?"
"Open the door. I need the key."
Luo Qiu spread his palm open. Sure enough, the thing he had taken from his pocket was a key. The woman fell silent, but the wariness in her eyes did not lessen.
Yet the exertion of merely making her way there had already aggravated her injuries. A bloody sweetness surged into her throat. She could not stop it by clenching her mouth or cover it with her hand. Blood freely spilled from her lips and seeped between her fingers.
Her vision grew terribly blurred. She fell straight toward the black-haired young man before her. As she collapsed, she could only say weakly, "Don't call... a doctor..."
Boss Luo took a step back. The woman failed to fall against him. She only descended slowly to the ground, as if something were supporting her before gently setting her down.
"Master, you're back."
The instant after the woman collapsed onto the floor by the door, the door opened. Eve, who was temporarily working as