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Qin Zicheng shielded both of them from the rest of Bai Mengxue's shots. Even though he was able to avoid four out of five bullets, one still ended up lodging itself on his shoulder, making him wince in pain a little.
He did not care about the pain. It wasn't his first time getting shot by a gun, but he was much more flustered by Xu Jiaqi's condition. The woman who had a lively and fiery personality was looking pale and so fragile right now.
Qin Zicheng shouted for his men to call up medical attention this instant, but nobody expected for this kind of thing to happen especially since it was a rather private event. The place they were in was quite far from the city, so getting the medics would prove to be even harder.