"Don't say anything more!" Shirao said nervously.
Zhan Nanjue smiled slightly, then suddenly wrapped his arms around her and rolled over a few times, rolling under the nearest table with her.
The movement stopped.
She hadn't yet reacted before his hands were already on the floor behind her, creating a safe zone for her.
She snapped back to reality, realizing that the series of actions he had just taken were all to protect her. At this moment, she was sheltered under him, and if something really happened, he would use his body to hold up the sky for her.
She saw the blood on his arm and screamed, "Are you crazy? Your arm is injured and it's still bleeding. I'm begging you, lie down quickly! Lie down quickly! Your hand will be ruined if you continue this way; you're a doctor! You know what your hand means to you. Please lie down, don't worry about me anymore!"
"Be good, stay in my arms," he said. "Don't move, just stay safely like this."
