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"Don't do such a dangerous thing next time! Ziyang and I can deal with it!" Luo Cheng held Li Xiaoran's hand and reminded her softly.

Li Xiaoran nodded, but she was determined.

If there was really a next time, she would still intervene because she didn't want anything to happen to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng actually knew what Li Xiaoran was thinking, so he didn't say anything else and quickly brought her home.

When she reached home, Li Xiaoran realized that there was blood seeping out of Luo Cheng's waist.

"Why didn't you say that you were injured? You have to wipe this wound with strong alcohol! Then apply the medicine!" Li Xiaoran said as she hurriedly looked for strong alcohol.

"There's strong alcohol in my house. Don't be anxious. It's just a small injury!" Luo Cheng said with a smile when he saw that Li Xiaoran was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

"How can you still laugh?!" Li Xiaoran was sobbing and trembling.