That person was in so much pain that his face was pale as he rolled on the ground, hugging his arm.
Huo Jinyan fell to the ground as he was let go.
Blood kept gushing out from his arm.
Lu Ning's eyes were bloodshot. She squatted beside him and supported him, leaning him against the wall. She took off her thin coat and pressed it against his wound.
Huo Jinyan's face was a little pale, especially under the moonlight.
Sweat beaded on his forehead. He looked at Lu Ning's bloodshot eyes, and then at her thin clothes. She must have run out on impulse, she didn't even put another shirt on.
Huo Jinyan raised his other arm and held her hand.
Lu Ning's eyes were fixed on Huo Jinyan's injured arm. She saw that her jacket was soaked with his blood, and blood kept seeping out of it.
The moment he held her hand, Lu Ning suddenly looked up at him. Her bloodshot eyes were cold, but when she looked at Huo Jinyan, they softened a little.
