章節 1647: You Can Cry If It Hurts

"Get lost!" Mo Fei shouted. Blood started to seep out from her chest, staining her pajamas red.

Qian Yikun's mother clutched at her own chest as she pointed at Mo Fei. Then, before she shifted her gaze to look at Qian Yikun.

At this instant, Qian Yikun's gaze landed squarely on Mo Fei's bleeding chest. He strode over and carried her to the bedroom in his arms. "Xin Ya, send them away."

"Qian Yikun!" screamed Huang Jiaojiao with her hand still covering her face.

Qian Yikun's mother was so infuriated that her body started to tremble. Her son, who had always been filial, actually chased her away?

Xin Ya shuddered as she looked at the two women before her. She did not dare to chase them away. Instead, she waited for them to take their own leave.

Qian Yikun returned Mo Fei to her room and kicked the door shut. He carried Mo Fei to the bed and put her down. Then, he retrieved the first aid kit from the bedside drawer.