Not the Best Start Chapter 63

The blood had stained most of his pants and the seat underneath. Wu Qi sat on the seat, breathing heavily.

A man in black said with some concern: "Boss, the nearest hospital..."

"No need." Wu Qi interrupted him, with that slightly mocking smile on his face again. He glanced at the man in black and said nothing. Any words said by these controlled people were probably the product of his suggestion. The long-term subtle influence has already left a mark in their subconscious that they regard Wu Qi's life as the most important. Wu Qi had no way to tell. He sneered and held the handle of the knife on his abdomen.

Ethan Shen didn't put the knife in his hand. Was this a sign of kindness or malice?

The corners of Wu Qi's mouth curved up a little more, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. The man in black quickly placed a first aid kit in front of him, pulled out a pair of scissors from it, and cut the cloth around Wu Qi's wound.