Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Qin Bei, Song An and a dozen more bodyguards rushed in from outside and surrounded Gu Xiao, who had been stabbed and fell to the ground.

Wen Qiao: "Gu Xiao didn't really hurt me."

He hesitated.

Fu Nanli immediately pulled her to her feet, and everyone retreated out of the way.

Gu Xiao fell to the ground. The carpet was dark red. Even if he bled a lot, no one would notice.

Fu Nanli knelt down and reached out to help him.

Gu Xiao looked at him with red eyes: "Did you call the police to arrest me?"

Fu Nanli: "No."

Gu Xiao looked at Wen Qiao, who shook his head: "It's not me either."

Fu Nanli helped the person up and said, "Stop talking."

Gu Xiao was helped up, and a mouthful of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale, and the sight of bright red blood hanging around his mouth was frightening.

Qin Bei: "Master, he wants to kill you, why do you still care about him?"

"Shut up!"

Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao supported him one by one and walked out. Behind them, a group of bodyguards followed in fear. They didn't understand why their young master wanted to save someone who wanted to kill him.

Downstairs, Fu Nanli put Gu Xiao into the car and sat in with him.

Wen Qiao quickly dug out the small medical kit in the car, pulled out a roll of gauze, and quickly pressed it on Gu Xiao's chest: "Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Gu Xiao's hands were already stained with blood. He looked at Fu Nanli, tears and blood mixed together, and he still held a military knife in his hand. As soon as he spoke, blood overflowed: "I don't really want to do anything to you. ”

Fu Nanli's chest was severely clogged: "I know."

"I'm just very angry. I thought you wanted to get along with me, but they said you went back on your word and that you exposed me. Many people scolded me and made me lose my mind. I... I just wanted to scare you. ”

Fu Nanli couldn't hide the worry in his eyes, his jawline was tense, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I know, stop talking."

It was very difficult for him to speak a word, and the white gauze was soon stained bright red with blood. Wen Qiao could only keep pressing more gauze on his chest.

Gu Xiao closed his eyes and seemed to be mumbling to himself, in a very soft voice, "If I die, no one will shed tears for me."

The words were stuck in his throat, and Fu Nanli said hoarsely: "Gu Xiao, I asked you to stop talking."

Wen Qiao's cell phone vibrated. It was Brother Dong's call. Brother Dong's urgent voice came: "I just called the police. How about it? Gu Xiao didn't do anything wrong, did he?"

Wen Qiao was in a complicated mood: "Well, Brother Dong, the situation here is a bit chaotic. I'll talk to you later."

Then Grandma Gu's voice came, her voice trembling and full of worry, "Xiao Wen, how is our Ah Xiao doing? Is he okay?"

Gu Xiao closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and murmured, "If I die, someone will still cry. Only grandma will cry."

Wen Qiao said hurriedly: "Grandma Gu, it's okay. Don't worry. We are with Gu Xiao and he didn't do anything."

Grandma Gu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."

Wen Qiao quickly hung up the phone.

The bangs on Gu Xiao's forehead were already soaked with sweat, the ends of his eyes were red, and his fingers were trembling slightly, "Is it really not you who exposed it?"

The car sped along smoothly.

Fu Nanli wanted to say, Gu Xiao, use your brain and expose that you are an illegitimate child. What good will it do to me?

Looking at his pitiful and desperate look, he didn't say these hateful words after all. He just said in a deep voice, "It's not me."