Go Through My Demon Host

Chu Yan came back to his senses as if he had been stained white, and a morbid smile curled up on his thinned lips,

"In vain? In vain? In vain? Why don't you talk? Why ignore me? I'm very good, I won't make you angry. Oh, I see, it must be him who made you angry. It's okay, I'll kill you for you Him, you'll be happy then, won't you?"

The voice is extremely gentle and lingering, as if treating a treasure with care, but it makes people feel creepy and shudder for no reason.

Chu Yan hugged Ranbai in his arms, and looked at that person with a smile. Approaching step by step.

The man suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart, "You, don't come here! If you come here again, I, I will shoot!"

Chu Yan's thin lips curled up one meter into a sneer, and the weapon that came from someone else was slowly aimed at the man's brow.

"boom--"

The voice rang out.

As if Chu Yan had never heard of it, he threw away the pistol in his hand, and a surly smile curled up on the corner of his mouth,

"Bai Bai, look, I'll kill him for you. So, let's go to the hospital and see a doctor."

The chaotic battle ended with the capture of the kidnappers.

Seeing Chu Yan holding the blood on Ranbai's body, Mo Xing suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if he had been torn in half.

"Quick! Get in the car!"

The horn of the car kept ringing, and it was driving to the city hospital at high speed.

But no one knew that Chu Yan was responsible for that person's death.

Hospital emergency room. The red light kept coming on.

Chu Yan stood silently outside the operating room, leaning against the wall.

The first time, here, was because he was injured in vain.

The second time, here, it was because he was injured in vain.

This is, a doctor came out and said in a serious tone,

"Her blood type is a very rare P blood type. Now she has lost a lot of blood and needs P type blood to replenish. But there is no P type blood in the hospital's blood bank. So, who of you has P blood, please cooperate with the blood draw?"

"I am."

Chu Yan looked up at the doctor and said.

The doctor glanced at Chu Yan and nodded, "Okay, come with me."

Chu Yan was lying on another operating bed, and he could see that extremely familiar face by tilting his head.

Gently depicting the delicate facial features with his eyes.

Bai Bai, you must never abandon me. Just be sure to wake up, okay?

Blood slowly poured into the white body.

Chu Yan slightly raised the corners of his lips, that's great.

Their blood blends with each other.

Flow in each other's bones.

The red light goes off, which means the operation is complete.

An operation went very well.

Mo Xing asked the doctor who came out,

"How is that girl?"

The doctor looked at Mo Xing and said,

"It's all right, the operation went well. But her blood type is very rare, it's P-type blood. Fortunately, there is a young man with P-type blood."

When Mo Xing heard this, his face stiffened.

P, blood type?

Or, Nan's adopted daughter?

A ridiculous thought suddenly rose in Mo Xing's heart.

Is Nan Bai the daughter of the Mo family who has been missing for many years?

Suppressing the growing thoughts in his heart, Mo Xing nodded,

"I see."

In the VIP ward.

Chu Yan sat quietly on the chair, his face pale. It should be caused by too much blood transfusion just now.

The girl lying on the hospital bed obediently closed her eyes. The smooth black ink hair is scattered. The sunlight refracted in through the window, coating the girl with a layer of golden light, outlining a beautiful picture. The delicate face appeared pale, and the originally light pink cherry lips were a little pale.

Live up to the vitality of the past.

Chu Yan gently pursed his thin lips, and his cold fingertips touched his white-stained face.

Gently depicting.

Bai Bai, you wake up quickly, okay?

Mo Xing, who originally wanted to go into the ward to have a look, stopped at the door. Through the door and window, he could see the worried eyes of the boy and the pale face of the girl.