"Something's wrong! Yun Nian! ”

Cheng Mo rushed in when he heard the sound and threw himself on the bed in one step.

Chu Yunnian's angry appearance almost scared away the man's three souls and seven spirits.

"Yun Nian!! Chu Lianyan, what's wrong with you! ”

"I ...... I'm going to call Lang Zhong! ”

Chu Lianyan turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by Cheng Mo shouting: "Get out!" Less fake! You're only thinking about how to kill her! ”

Picking up Chu Yunnian's body, Cheng Mo angrily bumped into Chu Lianyan and broke out of the room first: "I'm blind to believe that you can treat her well!" Chu Lianyan, if she has a good one, I will tear you apart and tear out your heart! ”

Chu Lianyan felt that there were too many proverbs in this world. Before she had time to digest the love game with Chu Yunnian who had won whom, Cheng Mo's appearance judged the endgame that she was bound to lose from the beginning.

***

"Doctor, how is she?" Cheng Mo kept guarding Chu Yunnian's side inch by inch, and the frowning expression of the old man would make him nervous.

The old man shook his head and sighed: "Mrs. Zun's illness has already been terminal. Even if the blood is cut into medicine, it is curative. Now that she has this pulse, I think it is a moment of lung fire, and her heart and blood can't be returned. Even if it is saved for a while-

I hope that the son will be smart! ”

"Doctor!" Cheng Mo begged hard, "Even if you want to ask Gao Ming, please leave a recipe first." Even if it lasts for a moment! ”

The post station just came to the book, saying that the miracle doctor from the capital will arrive in the next two days. If it weren't for Chu Lianyan causing an incident at such a time-

Thinking of this, Cheng Mo gritted his teeth again.

The old man sighed and lifted the pen: "That's it." However, this recipe is special, and the son should think twice. ”

The night is deep and heavy.

Cheng Mo pushed open the west wing, and a familiar smell swept through the entire courtyard.

Chu Lianyan sat in front of the screen, raised her right wrist, and rested calmly on a white porcelain basin.

She pulled her cuffs all the way to her elbows, and her long white jade arms were like new lotus roots under the moon. The red blood line is left along the white porcelain basin into a painting, moist as cinnabar.

Cheng Mo was stunned, and opened his lips in a dumb voice: "You...... What are you doing? ”

Chu Lianyan didn't look up at him, but just warmed the towel with her left hand and poured it on the wound little by little.

The red candle demon smelted yesterday's coldness, reflecting her face that had lost blood to a miserable white.

She said: "A few years ago, Lang Zhong, who was sick, said that in case Sister Yun Nian suddenly became seriously ill and demented one day...... You can try to warm the blood and pour it down. How much can I hold up some life. ”

After speaking, she took the porcelain basin and shook it a few times, thinking that the blood cut yesterday was weak, and the color was light and thin. Chu Lianyan sighed, and Chong Cheng Mo continued: "You take these first, and I'll try again with a different wrist." ”

Cheng Mo was stunned and slowly stepped forward.

"Take it! If it is condensed, it will not be easy to use. Chu Lianyan carefully avoided her gaze and sighed softly.

Cheng Mo stood with his hands in his hands, and after a while, he suddenly pushed away Chu Lianyan's white porcelain basin and dragged her whole person into his arms!

Cheng ...... You ......"

This is Cheng Mo's chest, Cheng Mo's temperature?

On the pale cyan robe, a little bit of ink bamboo reveals an unreal coldness like frost.

"Lian Yan ......"

Cheng Mo raised his left palm and gently rubbed it along Chu Lianyan's bun. Inch, inch, wisps. It's like a couple who only belongs to the eyebrows on the case, the kind of gentle strength that is grooming for their lover.

"Cheng Mo, I ......"

Raising her face, Chu Lianyan stared at Cheng Mo's eyes.

These eyes, which she didn't know how long she had been looking forward to and how long she had avoided them. At this moment, is it still as deep into the pool as when I first saw it when I was a teenager, as bright as a galaxy?

She looked at him greedily, desperate for an answer that she couldn't bear to face for years.

Is there love, is there pity, is there a trace of helplessness and resentment?

Is there anything like today, complicated, and gentle, and then gentle, and then gentle, squeezing out of complexity, and finally metamorphosing into turbulence and cruelty!

Chu Lianyan felt that Cheng Mo's eyes made her feel very distressed.

It really hurts.

It's like a cold knife piercing into the chest without hesitation, the heartache after the cold and despair spread.

She lowered her head and looked at the delicate dagger on her chest. Warm blood gathers on the sharp silver blade and becomes a ready-made painting.

Like the blood-colored red plum that Cheng Mo wrote prompting, she has been robbed of her for so many years, and the most frightening color in every nightmare.

Chu Lianyan thought, how stupid she was. What the people said clearly is-

Only when you are distracted from your heart and blood can you continue your life......