The thief was probably frightened, so he rushed forward and tried to hijack Su Qiao, but failed.
Su Qiao has been thrown behind Ding Jihan.
The thief panicked a little, waved the knife in his hand randomly, turned around and ran away.
Without caring about whether he would be injured, he jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor.
Ding Jihan raised his legs to chase him, Su Qiao grabbed him anxiously. "Stop chasing him, you want to bleed out, right?"
"But..." Ding Jihan doesn't want to let this thief go. At least it should be clear whether he is simply here to steal things, or whether he is here to target either of them.
If it comes for himself, he is not afraid, but if it comes for Su Qiao, then he must kill him immediately.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qiao stared at him fiercely.
"You are stupid, why are you rushing over? It's not like you don't know my skills."
Seeing the bright red blood dyeing his white shirt red at an extremely fast speed, Su Qiao knew that the injury was serious.
I opened my clothes and took a look, sure enough.
Although the wound was not very deep, it was at least 10 centimeters long.
Quickly helping the person lie down on the sofa, Su Qiao turned his wrist and took out the long Silver Needle from the space.
"I forgot, and you have an upset stomach right now."
Ding Jihan was lying on the sofa. Although his stomach hurt a little, he wasn't too worried.
One is that he has gotten used to it over the years, and the other is that he can see the anxiety and worry in Su Qiao's eyes again. He feels that the injury this time is really worth it.
"It's okay, just a small injury, not serious."
"Moreover, my wife, you have a stomachache. My husband, I am with you now and you have a stomachache. Will it make you feel less pain?"
"Shut up!" It's been a long time, but he still gives her an advantage.
Su Qiao is full of anger.
Ding Jihan closed his mouth knowingly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but keep rising, and his eyes were full of smiles.
Su Qiao was too lazy to talk to him anymore and concentrated on stopping his bleeding.
She regretted a little that she only spent this time reviewing and studying things like mobile phones, computers, and car monitors, without getting any medicine.
"Honey, your hands are so long and beautiful."
Amid the blood, Ding Jihan could only see his green hands that seemed to be stained with bright red nails.
"Honey, where is your needle hidden? Why didn't I know?"
"Hide it on your body, won't you prick yourself? Otherwise, you can put it on me in the future. I have thick skin and rough flesh, so it will be fine if you prick it."
Su Qiao automatically blocked all his words. After stopping his bleeding, he pulled him up and said, "Get up and go to the hospital."
Ding Jihan lifted up his shirt and saw the wound that had stopped bleeding. He shouted exaggeratedly, "The bleeding stopped so quickly. Wife, you are so awesome."
Su Qiao has a little headache.
When she was worried, he didn't care and looked calm.
He shook the needle in his hand and threatened in a cold voice. "If you don't shut up, I'll sew your mouth shut."
"Ahem."
Ding Jihan quickly stopped looking like he was hanging around and straightened his expression. "There is no bleeding anymore. There is no need to go to the hospital, right?"
"It's so long, I need to sew it up." Su Qiao quickly walked into the kitchen and washed the blood on his hands, then casually picked up the back of his backpack.
When she turned around and saw the man still sitting on the sofa, he was furious.
Can you be more serious?
This is his own body and his own life, not anyone else's.
"It's fine if you don't go. It's hot right now. If you get infected by then, you'll be dead. I can..."
"That won't work. If I die, won't you become a widow? I can't take advantage of others. Let's go to the hospital quickly."
Ding Jihan quickly stood up, covered the wound on his abdomen, and strode out of the door.