I Refuse to Be a Supporting Character
Chapter 94: Injured
The dark west coat of the man was damp. Gu Jin confusedly raised his hand as he stared at the bright red stain.
“Mingcheng?”
Gu Jin called his name with a trembling whisper.
The man's heavy body pressed down on him, making it difficult to breathe.
But even though he felt uneasy, he did not dare to move in the slightest. He even tried to catch his breath so he barely made a sound. Gu Jin was afraid that if he interrupted Mu Mingcheng's wound, he would bleed more.
Gu Jin placed his hand on his shoulder and he raised his voice a little more, “Mu Mingcheng?”
Still no response.
His heart was like a needle. His eyes began to water.
This was the first time Gu Jin had the urge to cry since crossing over to this novel world.
His hands trembled as he called out Mu Mingcheng's name repeatedly.
The scene was quickly controlled. There were some who pointed at Gu Jin and Mu Mingcheng and they approached the pair who fell on the ground. Upon seeing their condition, they felt confused, not knowing what to say.
“You saved him,” Gu Jin's voice was hoarse as his tears fell. “Save him now!”
But no one came forward to help.
Gu Jin tensed with worry and his hands tightened around Mu Mingcheng. Why would he protect her? What's their relationship? Is he worth the sacrifice?
'Uhuk,' Mu Mingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and weakly said, “Don't cry, it's okay. I won't die.”
He used to suffer more serious injuries than this, and isn't he still alive?
“You awake?” Gu Jin's tears stopped, but the makeup he applied with great difficulty was now in a mess. He looks messy at the moment.
But Mu Mingcheng felt she was the most beautiful at the moment.
“But women..” He turned to her and said with a pained smile, “If you squeeze my shoulder tighter, I might die of pain.”
Before he could say more, his chest jolted and blood began to drip out once more.
Gu Jin glared at him angrily for joking at such a serious moment.
But his humor made his injuries not too serious.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Gu Jin relaxed his hand on Mu Mingcheng's shoulder, only to find a bloody hole beneath.
Afraid of the sight, she quickly let go of her hand and scolded, “Why didn't you tell me earlier?”
He had pressed his shoulder very tightly, wouldn't it aggravate his wound?
Mu Mingcheng closed his eyes, not knowing whether to speak or remain silent.
“Young master,” Lao Liu broke through the crowd and rushed over. After taking a quick look at the situation, his normally gentle face suddenly turned sharp. It was completely different from his usual image. After observing the surroundings, Lao Liu quickly helped Mu Mingcheng up and down from Gu Jin.
“Nona Gu, young master's wound is not critical,” he said as he hurriedly examined Mu Mingcheng's wound. “I will send him to hospital for treatment.”
“Good,” Gu Jin calmed down and nodded. “Come quickly go.”
The longer they delay, the more blood is lost. Even if he wasn't in too much pain, it wasn't good to lose too much blood.
The ambulance siren sounded. The crowd was evacuated and the site was immediately blocked from pedestrians.
Gu Jin wiped his forehead and followed the team closely.
In the far corner of everyone's view, a man carrying a traveling bag stared at the ambulance that was about to depart. He threw his bag on the ground and cursed: “Sial!”
“Friends, you're not so skilled. You can't even deal with a gentle young woman.” A man wearing a black hoodie, trousers, and a matching baseball cap walked up to him from across the street. He whistled teasingly and said, “I've completed my task.”
“Oh,” the man with the backpack sneered in response. “But he was finally rescued, wasn't he? K, it's too early for you to say that your task is done.”
