How could Ying Wuqiu have imagined that, just before he pulled the trigger, Ye Que blocked Li Luo, and then his own wife...
actually blocked Ye Que.
She was worried about Ye Que, afraid something would happen to him, so she shielded him from the bullet.
Did she not realize that she would die by doing this?
To give her life for Ye Que, did she ever think about how he would feel?
Ying Wuqiu stared at the woman in his arms, at the wound on her chest where the bullet had struck, blood still gushing out. He was so panicked, his hands shook uncontrollably, not knowing what to do.
"Wanwan, Wanwan, you'll be fine, don't scare me."
Ying Wuqiu was truly frantic, pressing his trembling hands against Tang Wanyuan's bleeding chest in desperation.
But the blood wouldn't stop.
What should he do?
What could he possibly do?
"Don't move anymore."
Ye Que knelt down anxiously, his earlier actions forgotten, and turned to Li Luo. "Find some spiderweb nearby, quickly!"
