Mo Jinrong looked up with tears in his eyes, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth as he said, "You won't end up having a good life with me. It's all because of me. You were threatened by the Grim Reaper time and time again. It's my fault!"
"It's not your fault! If you hadn't saved me this time, I would have died! I told you, I owe you. I deserve this, I don't blame you!"
Lan Anran covered the wound on her forehead and forced herself to pull Mo Jinrong.
"Boss, let me stop the bleeding first!" Kong Ting brought over the first aid kit and said.
Fatty and the others carried Mo Jinrong onto the bed.
"Mo Jinrong, Boss is doing this for you. Recently, she hasn't been eating well or sleeping well. If you fight with Boss again, I'll break your legs!" Fatty threatened him.
Kong Ting bandaged Lan Anran's wound and looked at Mo Jinrong angrily.
"Alright! You guys can leave first!"
Lan Anran spoke to the people behind her.
