The broken crystal piece was less than a hand's distance from him, Yan Yihan suddenly had an impulse, is it that if she dies, everything will be over?

The ghost made a god, Yan Yihan reached out and took a piece of shard in his hand, An Mubing's slender eyes narrowed, and she was about to step forward to grab the crystal shard in her hand, but she stepped back and subconsciously put the shard on her left wrist.

An Mubing didn't dare to approach her rashly, standing a few steps away from her, he looked at her coldly, and then said, "What?

Yan Yihan's face was completely bloodless, curled up on the white long-haired carpet, she looked like a frightened little beast.

While looking at An Mubing in horror, she lowered her head and looked at her left wrist, the sharp crystal shards had pressed shallow marks on her delicate skin, she didn't feel pain, but she could feel cold.

An Mubing's eyes were dark and bottomless, and he held back his anger, but he said calmly, "If you want to die, I won't stop you, but I can guarantee that you will definitely be able to meet your brother under the Yellow Spring!"

His voice was really faint, faint to the point of creeping.

Yan Yihan shook it, his right hand didn't pay attention, and the brush left a shocking scratch on his left wrist, the wound was not deep, but it was very long, straight, and spread the length of a finger.

She watched as beads of blood gradually poured out of the wound, more and more, dripping onto the white woolly carpet, leaving a bewitching red.

An Mubing's suppressed anger was like those blood beads, he couldn't control it anymore, he rushed forward in two steps, he dragged Yan Yihan up from the carpet, and looked at her Mu Ran's expression, he didn't know what to say.

took out a clean towel from the bathroom and covered it for her, An Mubing dialed a number and ordered directly, "Call the doctor over!"

Yan Yihan sat on the edge of the big bed expressionlessly, and in front of her was An Mubing with a cold face, but she didn't say anything, like a puppet whose soul had been drained.

An Mu's fingers trembled, coercing, seducing, he did everything, but she could always think of more ruthless and poisonous ways to make him sad.

"Yan Yihan, won't you be in pain?!"

An Mubing gritted his teeth, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

Yan Yihan could hear An Mubing's voice, but she didn't react, she used her nerves to sense the heat in her left wrist, she looked at it blankly, yes, how could it not hurt after so much blood?

An Mubing was annoyed by her reaction, and wanted to raise her face to take a look, how could this woman do this? But then he thought about it, as soon as he touched her, she would make that kind of scared expression, and his heart was so flustered that he simply turned around and didn't look at her.

Two knocks sounded, and An Mu said coldly, "Come in!"

A person dressed as a doctor and a nurse came in, and when they saw An Mubing, they nodded respectfully and shouted, "Young Master!"

An Mubing didn't respond, but just tilted her chin to Yan Yihan on the bed.

The doctor understood, looking at the towel on Yan Yihan's left wrist, he stepped forward and whispered, "Miss, let's help you deal with the wound!"

Yan Yihan was expressionless and did not answer.

The doctor bowed his head and kept silent.

Slowly removing the towel covering the wound, a large blood stain was exposed, mixed with a fishy and salty smell.

The nurse opened the medical kit she had brought with her and handed the doctor the potion and gauze.

During the whole process, Yan Yihan didn't snort, An Mubing watched from the side, his heart was unspeakably blocked, and then he raised his eyes to look at her pale little face, and he felt angry again.

The doctor finished it for more than twenty minutes, turned to An Mubing and bowed his head and said, "Young Master, the wound has been treated!"

An Mubing pursed his thin lips, and after a while, he asked lightly, "It's nothing, right?"

Seeing that she had shed so much blood, An Mubing couldn't help but look cold.

The doctor nodded and said, "Young Master, this young lady's wound is not very deep, and it should be fine after bandaging, but ...... Because there is a lot of bleeding, there may be a scar after recovery!"

An Mubing's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this, and he was inexplicably irritable in his heart, he waved his hand and said, "Go out!"

The doctor and nurse withdrew, and only An Mubing and Yan Yihan were left in the room again, looking at her left hand that was placed flat on the side of the bed, he said coldly, "Next time you want to die, solve it at once, don't make it so troublesome!"

Yan Yihan's fingers moved, she looked at a place blankly, her eyes were so unfocused, she wanted to die, but she couldn't be so selfish to involve Xiao Mo.

An Mubing's thin lips opened lightly, and he said, "Just for your younger brother, you can betray yourself, you can beg me, you can die for him, Yan Yihan, I find that I can't see you more and more clearly, what are you thinking in your heart? Have you never thought about yourself?"

Yan Yihan finally had a reaction, she wanted to laugh, but she found that it was difficult to move the corners of her mouth, she still lowered her head, she replied softly, "I used to think that God was very fair to me, because at least I still have Xiao Mo, I said, as long as I live for one day, I will never leave him alone, he has congenital heart disease, I can't watch him die, so I can do anything for him!"

Slowly raising her head, she looked at Shang An Mubing's exploratory gaze, tried her best to show him a smile, she said lightly, "From now on, I will never run away, I will stay by your side, I beg you, please don't hurt Xiao Mo......"

The transformation from her to gentleness was only a moment, An Mu looked at her with a cold face, she was trying to smile at him, but the smile ...... But it's indescribable sadness.

An Mubing's eyes were instantly confused, and unconsciously, he opened his mouth and said, "As long as you are obedient, I won't hurt him!"

After finishing speaking, he himself was stunned, he rarely promised to others, and Yan Yihan was a big exception, since he knew her, he had made countless promises to her, although she didn't cherish it, and challenged the limit of his patience again and again.

But the strange thing is that even when he was mad, he never thought of letting her go.

"Thank you!"

With a smile on her face, Yan Yihan slowly got up from the bed, she walked to the crystal fragments on the carpet again, lowered her body, her right hand just touched the corner of the fragments, An Mu's cold and anxious voice came, "What do you want to do?!"

Yan Yihan snapped his fingers, and then replied, "Oh, I just want to clean up ......"

An Mubing watched Yan Yihan pick up the fragments one by one in the palm of his hand, his gaze became deep and complicated, her sudden change made him panic, yes!