My Fairy Fiancee

"Beep...beep...beep..."

As the blood transfusion stopped, Zhao Yi's electrocardiogram recovered again.

Lan Lan also knew that there was nothing he could do and left the operating room feeling frustrated.

"Okay, princess, you have done your best. Next, we have to go to the capital to visit the Xiahua royal family. We don't have much time to stay here. I will order people to stay here until he leaves safely." Aunt Han said.

"I'd better wait here, just in case...he still has hope." Lan Lan sat on the chair next to him and refused to leave.

"All right."

Aunt Han also sat down and said: "But this time you are too willful to give a blood transfusion to a person who is not a member of the Waterland royal family. You have to know that your blood is likely to change his ordinary genes, and even It will affect his life."

"I know...but if we don't give him a blood transfusion, he won't even have any hope of living."

"If he really survives, it will probably not be a lucky thing for him to live with the blood of the Vatlan royal family."

Lan Lan asked in confusion: "Why? It's better to be alive than to be dead."

"The blood of the Watland royal family possesses the supreme gene. There are countless people in the entire galaxy who want to get it. If some people learn that this man has your blood, he may die, or he may fall into a life worse than death. situation."

Lan Lan added: "If there are really bad guys who want to catch him, then can't we just take him to the Waterland Empire?"

"Even if you take Waterland, he may not be safe. Unless you have a way to let him live in a city within a hundred miles of the palace, he will still be in danger." Aunt Han said.

"Then why don't I take him to live in the city around the palace?" Lan Lan was a little confused again.

"Your Highness, do you read the News or not?"

Aunt Han sighed and said: "Based on the tense relationship between Waterland and the Twilight Empire in the past two years, coupled with the trade channel between the Earthlings and the Twilight Empire, do you think your father would agree to allow an Earthling to settle around the Waterland Palace? ?”

"Why don't you agree? He is not from the Twilight Empire. He has saved my life twice." Lan Lan said angrily.

"Many things we see with our eyes may be fake. Today's..."

Just when Aunt Han was about to continue speaking, Lan Lan interrupted her and said with a speechless face: "Are you trying to say again, 'Everyone who approaches you has ulterior motives'?"

"Who knows if this man is a spy sent by the Twilight Empire to act deliberately?"

"Aunt Han, he risked his life to save me, how can you say that to him! Besides, with so many emergencies today, how could it be possible that they were deliberately staged to show me?" Lan Lan said angrily.

"If you can tell there is something fishy, ​​then why are they spies? Why don't they go home and farm as soon as possible."

"..." Lan Lan was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, haven't you noticed that this man didn't bleed much from the beginning to the end, but he suddenly fell into a coma, and the blood volume in his body was less than 800 milliliters. Don't you think it's strange?"

"You mean...he was sent to deliberately cheat me out of my blood?" Lan Lan was stunned.

"It's possible."

Lan Lan's beautiful eyebrows knitted together. Her great hero suddenly turned into a hateful spy who used all means to get close to her, which she couldn't accept.

Suddenly Lan Lan looked up at Aunt Han again and said firmly: "No, he must not be!"

Aunt Han was slightly startled, why did Her Royal Highness suddenly become so confident?

"Why?"

"Because! Because..."

When Lan Lan thought about the way Zhao Yi panicked and dodged when he realized that he had caught his sensitive parts when he was saving her, he knew that it could not be staged at all.

If he can really perform, then he is probably not a successful spy. After all, as long as he is a clever spy, he should try every means to take his own blood instead of anxiously looking for a hemostatic drug for himself.

"Because of what?"

"Oh, Aunt Han, you are so annoying, I just believe him! There is no reason!"

Lan Lan was ashamed and angry. How could he say such a thing? He was so embarrassed.

"Okay, don't talk about this, the time is coming, we should prepare to go to the Earth Royal Family." Aunt Han said.

"But he..."

"I will send someone to stay and take care of him. You must go to this meeting. After all, there is a new treaty coming from the empire. You need to have direct royal blood to go and sign it in person."

Lan Lan looked at the operating room, was silent for a while, and finally left with Aunt Han. After all, this treaty was of great value to the entire Wattland empire, and she could not delay this task any longer.

In this very important meeting, she represents the etiquette and face of an empire. If she is late, she will probably become a point of verbal attack in the mouth of some empires.

Then Aunt Han took Lan Lan out of the hospital and ordered several subordinates to guard the door of the operating room, not only to monitor Zhao Yi, but also to protect...

Quite contradictory.

"Beep beep beep..."

The instruments in the operating room were still beating, and Zhao Yi's electrocardiogram showed no abnormality at all. This puzzled many doctors and thought it was a miracle.

However, where they could not see with their naked eyes, there was a woman in a red dress standing next to Zhao Yi's hospital bed. Her pale hands were touching Zhao Yi's chest, and a little red light came from It fell off her hands.

The light spot penetrated his body and attached to his beating heart.

Four hours later...

"The electrocardiogram is still normal. It's incredible that he can hold on until now!"

"Have you retrieved the blood source? Supply blood to the patient quickly."

After that, a doctor rushed in with a cart and prepared the equipment to transfuse blood into Zhao Yi's body.

"This young man is really lucky. He not only saved the princess of Watland, but also got a small amount of blood power from the princess. He is really a lucky man chosen by God." A doctor sighed.

"In fact, compared to the princess's blood, I want to know more about what kind of energy is hidden in his body." Another old doctor said.

"You mean..."

"I don't believe in miracles without reason. This young man must have some unknown secrets in his body."

"Professor Yang, you don't want to use him for research, do you?"

The old doctor smiled and said, "Of course I do, but he is the lifesaver of Princess Watland now. I dare not do anything wrong. Besides, I have to ask for the consent of the other party before I can do research."

...

Several doctors controlled the blood in Zhao Yi's body to a very stable amount, and finally left after confirming his safety.

The next day.

Zhao Yi had another dream. This dream was completely opposite to the last one, which was suffocating to death. This dream was very comfortable and almost made him want to stay here forever.

But the pain in his neck forced him out of this comfortable dream.

"What the hell happened?"

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the pale clavicle in front of his eyes. Looking down, there was a groove full of attraction for a virgin like him.

The silky touch on his face was her soft long hair; the familiar fragrance in his nostrils was her body fragrance; the light weight and soft touch on his body was her light body...

The pain on his neck was her...drinking blood again...

This was the second time, Zhao Yi was still a little scared at first, worried about dying from excessive blood loss, but after a few seconds, he couldn't help but feel that this was a kind of enjoyment.

Her body was too light and too soft, probably a piece of cotton weighing less than 20 kilograms.

"Pop~"

With a sound coming from Zhao Yi's neck, the woman in the red dress raised her head, stood up, and walked down from Zhao Yi's bed.

The soft hair was constantly pulled away from Zhao Yi's face, making him feel reluctant.

This feeling reminded him of Dong Yiting, the beautiful girl who leaned in his arms and let him stroke her hair...

The last strand of hair fell from Zhao Yi's face, and Zhao Yi finally reacted. He looked at the woman in the red dress, trying to see her face through her long black hair, but found that he couldn't see it.

He couldn't reach out and touch her hair, who knew if it would make her angry.