Thinking about it, Tong Ran felt a little cold, but in the next moment, he heard a slight footstep in his ears.

It was slight, but she could hear it clearly......

She was overjoyed, and raised her head with difficulty, although her face was pale, the corners of her mouth still pulled out a smile weakly, "Lord Mo Nan......"

Did he wake up?

She's hurt, can he see it?

But when she finished speaking, the man paused.

Then, the left hand holding the needle was raised again.

"No...... No...... No—"

Tong Ran was lying on the floor in pain and couldn't move, watching him raise his arm, he suddenly laughed a few times, laughed and cried out with laughter, and a huge sense of despair spread to his heart, like a flood, completely drowning her!

Is there really no way to do it?

Could it be that no matter what she did, she couldn't stop him?

Is she going to watch as he pushes the poisonous DevilsKiss into his own body with his own hands?

But she couldn't do anything!

You can only watch!

Why do you want to do this?

Why is it so cruel?

For what?

For what!!

The man's movements were slow, like a robot under complete control, and the needle raised in his left hand, the tip of which was covered with blood, was about to touch the blue scar on his right arm.

That's where he was first injected with DevilsKiss.

"No, you can't !!"

Tong Ran shook his head desperately, crying until there was no sound, his painful little face was full of tears, and at the end of the day, he was almost shouting like a roar, "Mo Nanjue, wake up!!I beg you, wake up quickly!!I beg you, I beg you......"

Although Zhilu said that he couldn't listen to what she said now, Tong Ran really couldn't just look at it like this, she couldn't do it, she couldn't do it anyway!

"Monanjue, if you do this, I will hate you! I will hate you until I die!"

"You stop, I beg you, you stop!!"

"How can you stop? How can you stop?!!"

The man ignored everything around him, pressed the tip of the needle against the bruised scar on his right arm, and then, with his thumb up, pressed the piston head on the top of the needle.

Homeopathically, he is ready to push DevilsKiss into his body.

"Don't-"

Tong Ran shouted so loudly that her voice was already hoarse, and in a panic, she glanced out of the corner of her eyes at the foot of the bed There was a glass tube that had not been broken, and next to it, there happened to be an unopened disposable needle.

Now that she's got to this point, she can really do anything!

If he pushes DevilsKiss forward today, she won't be at ease for the rest of her life!

She will feel guilty for the rest of her life!

She didn't want him to hurt herself like this, she wanted him to live well!

There was a thought that crossed her mind, Tong Ran didn't think much about it, her teeth closed together, and she bit her lips hard, relying on the pain stimulation for a moment, she suddenly propped up her body and half-walked towards the glass tube.

And over there, Mo Nanjue pressed his finger on the piston head, but he didn't push it down for a long time, he twisted his eyebrows, beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and he still maintained the posture that he was about to push in, as if he was struggling with something.

At this moment, in Mo Nanjue's mind, it was as if there were two people fighting.

subconscious, and self-conscious.

One tells him to hurry up and get free, and the other tells him that it's DevilsKiss.

The two of them fought inextricably in his mind, and every time he turned a thought, it was like a heavy pressure on his head, although it hurt, but there was no blood.