Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1027

"I'm just worried about you."

The simple words moved Adam.

If it weren't for the special condition, he wouldn't have paid any attention to such a small potato!

He had been studying in the military academy at that time and entered the army directly after graduation. Even during the period of being a soldier, he had experienced countless real-fight scenes in the special team. In the joint military training camp with Country M, he even had rushed through the artillery fire.

However, no one had ever said such this to him.

The chief of the army, his soldiers and his parents had always been proud of him. They thought there were almost no missions he could not complete, but no one had ever said such words to him.

Especially the pair of bright eyes reflected with her worry.

Adam's expressionless face relaxed a little, and his black eyes looked a little deep.

"You don't have any helpers. The enemy has a knife in his hand. I was afraid that you would get hurt, so I didn't hesitate to rush over!" Anthea said that pitifully. She stretched out her hands like a child seeking reward. "The stake is so heavy. There are so many thorns. Look, my fingers have all been scratched!"

"Let me have a look." Adam frowned.

Under the lights outside the forest, he indeed saw scratches on her palms and two shallow bruises on her fingertips. Meanwhile, as he breathed, he noticed that the air was mixed with the fruity fragrance of the girl's hand cream.

Anthea still wanted to take credit to cover up her mistake. She opened her mouth, but suddenly shouted in surprise. "Uncle, your hand..."

Previously, Adam was injured when he tried to block the knife with his bare hand in order to save the child who was blowing bubbles. Because of the fierce fight just now, the wound became more serious, and there were a large amount of blood gushing out now.

Adam said calmly, "I'm fine."

Anthea's bag was in the car and she didn't carry a piece of tissue in her pocket either. She touched the shirt hem of her school uniform, but it can't be used for bandaging. Then she pulled out her T-shirt, lowered her head, and bit it with her teeth. After that, she tore off a strip of cloth with her hand.

She muttered, "How can it be all right? So much blood has been shed. We should bind it up soon!"

At this time, a lot of blood gushed out from Adam's palm and it was almost impossible to see his palm prints.

Anthea wanted to bandage him with the strip of cloth, but when she saw so much blood, she was a little dizzy, so she quickly turned her face away and stopped looking at his wound. After taking two breaths, she handed the strip of cloth to him. "Well, uncle, you'd better do it yourself!"

Seeing this, Adam took it with a slight frown.

Noticing the panic in her eyes, he was about to ask her about it, but his eyes caught sight of her waist. A large piece of cloth of her T-shirt had just been torn off, and it became very shorter, revealing her slim waist.

With a slight movement of his apple, Adam wrapped the cloth strip casually and said, "Let's go. Let's get out of here."

"OK." Anthea nodded.

Like a puppy, she intended to follow her master obediently. However, as soon as she moved her left foot, she felt a heart-wrenching pain. She immediately squatted and broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

She lifted the wooden stake with too much strength just now and her left foot accidentally stepped on a rock.

Because she had been standing still, she did not notice it. When she wanted to go forward, she found that she could not move at all. Because of the pain, she covered her foot with her hands and gasped.

Just as she struggled to stand up and try to walk again, a tall figure loomed over her.

His long and strong arms passed through her knees and he picked her up easily. In this way, Anthea lost her center of gravity, so her hands held Adam's shoulders firmly in case that she would fall down.

Adam in a pair of military boots stepped forward and carried her steadily out of the woods.

As the light got brighter, Anthea saw his approaching face clearly. She found that his skin was not bad. Although it was not as good as that of a woman who always applied a mask, it was not rough.