"What to do? She didn't die! ”

"Give her more medicine, I don't believe she can hold on."

Yu Xiaohan, who roamed in the dark, faintly heard the above conversation, and this was the first day after she fell into a coma.

"Aren't you dead yet? Her vitality is really strong. ”

An uncanny voice came from her eavesdropping, and the air around her became unusually cloudy, as if a large crowd of people were watching her above her.

Go away! She commanded silently.

I won't die, I will hold on until I kill Zhuang Yuntian with my own hands and destroy the Will Group!

She swore in the darkness, her blood crumbling at the pinnacle of madness, and she fell once more into the valley of the Netherworld.

The next day passed, and she was still unconscious.

"I think it's better to give her another injection, even if she can't die, when she wakes up, she will feel that life is worse than death, and she will have to be surprised to get up when she arrives!"

An evil smirk darkened her surroundings and reddened her eyes. With all her strength she could open her eyes, she saw smug faces, and her most hated Syd was inserting a syringe into her veins, spreading more seeds of the Flower of Yada into her.

Live --- hands.

She couldn't make a sound, she could only lament her helplessness. In the silent sigh, the Yada flower quietly took root in her body, climbing upwards and gradually occupying her nerves, her thoughts, Yu Xiaohan's consciousness gradually blurred, and her soul began to fly in the direction of the poisonous flower, pursuing its huge and gorgeous flowers, picking its deadly fragrance.

This happened on the third day of Zhuang Yuntian's departure.

"It's supposed to be dead, right?"

Everyone's question is the same, the result still disappoints them, she is not dead, but she is gradually becoming crazy, just wait for her to regain her strength, she will not hesitate to kill their bastards, the question is, does she still have a chance? Could it be that the end of her voice?

The days went on day after day, and the disappointment of the crowd came to the dawn.

"She's going to die this time."

She heard a more resolute voice ringing in her ears, and guessed that the man must have another syringe in his hand.

Let her die, she doesn't have the strength to struggle anymore, and now she doesn't want anything but rest.

The whine of death came faintly, pulsating Yu Xiaohan's decadent soul, she closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the inserted needle to inject drugs into her bloodstream, clouding her nerves and leading her to death.

However, the death she was expecting did not come as she had imagined, and in a blur she seemed to hear a familiar male voice intervening in her calm, just in time to stop the drug from continuing to spread in her bloodstream.

"Who asked you to inject her with this?"

In the haze, she seemed to hear Zhuang Yuntian's displeased voice filling her around, coldly reprimanding the person who helped her fight drugs. Was it her delusion, didn't he go back to England?

"I didn't do it, boss! This is the group rule, she has to take drugs if she wants to join the organization. ”

Xie Yide's voice was not only unconvinced, but also unconvinced, and his tough attitude was revealed.

"That's the rules!"

With a click, the sound of something breaking echoed through the space. The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and Yu Xiaohan, who was in a state of darkness, couldn't figure out what happened to the county magistrate, what was broken?

"Look clearly, whoever provokes me will end up like this guy, I'm happy to personally teach what is called 'group rules', and you might as well think about it before acting behind my back next time."

Then there was a loud bang and a bang on the ground, and I thought about the sound of the corpse falling to the ground. Could it be that the crisp sound just now was the sound of a broken neck bone?

"Zhuang Yuntian, you have gone too far this time! You don't have the right to execute Xie Yide privately. ”

The thick British accent Chinese is known to be Anson, who is low-key, and the person Yu Xiaohan is most afraid of.

"I know you're all up to you, Anson."

There was a shallow smile in Zhuang Yuntian's voice, which was terrifying.

"You'd better pray she's okay, or you'll definitely have a share of her funeral goods. I will give you double the pain you have inflicted on her, that you may live rather than die. ”

The dictatorial voice followed by a pair of strong arms, bringing her fragile life under his protection, snatched her up and fled into the empty room, waiting for her inevitable torment.

Zhuang Yuntian placed Yu Xiaohan in his room and quickly opened the window to keep the air circulating. He lowered his head to inspect her breathing and saw that her breathing was shallow and her pulse was weak, but she was still alive.

Her vitality is really strong, ordinary people would have died a long time ago! She is like a towering mountain, unknowingly proud of the insignificance of everyone.

Survive, girl. I know you can do it!

He bent down to give her a hug, smiled at her unconscious, poured out all the tenderness that he couldn't show on weekdays, and silently poured into Yu Xiaohan's strange dream.

Yu Xiaohan, who was at a life-and-death juncture, didn't know that she was safe, and she thought everything was a dream. Zhuang Yuntian in the dream was no longer so hateful, every smile he opened to her was true, and he even generously opened his arms and allowed her to enter his world.

"Zhuang Yuntian---" she buried herself in Zhuang Yuntian's broad chest.

This is her prince, her green-eyed demon. From the first time she saw him, she was lost, and she knew that she had sinned, and that she should not have touched her heart. If he loved her too, then his love would make the sin more bearable. But he didn't, he didn't have a heart, he didn't have love, he just had hellish trials.

Go to his trial!

"You die--- you die---" she pounded the image in front of her fiercely, her small fist full of helplessness, punch after punch into her love-hate Jun face.

Why did God arrange for them to meet? Why?

The plummeting body temperature and beads of sweat emitted the smell of death, and the flaccid muscles shook more and more to ease the heartbeat. Zhuang Yuntian knew that it was possible for her to fall asleep forever, this possibility made his mood go to the bottom, and the hand holding the antidote trembled slightly.

"Don't ask me why, girl." He reached out and swept away her sweat-soaked hair, and replied with a grim expression. "When you wave your knife at me, and tell me in the firmest of tones that you will take part in the greatest extraordinary gamble of my life, you are doomed to each other." Then he raised his head and drank the antidote in his hand, opened Yu Xiaohan's mouth with one hand, and poured the juice in his mouth into it, making sure that she swallowed every drop of the elixir before relieving his heart and continuing to talk to her.

"The process of some people looking at each other is like a beautiful poem, you and I are destined to live in each other's love and hatred, everyone living in this world must carry a cross on their bodies, but you and my cross are full of thorns and blood." He gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, confided in her words that she couldn't usually speak, and gave her the strength to support her.

"I don't know why I'm saying this to you, maybe it's because you're unconscious right now." He smiled bitterly, his smile full of sorrow was completely different from Zhuang Yuntian at the usual time.

"Keep it up, girl. I know you can do it. He whispered in her ear, like every night she couldn't stand it.

"Maybe tomorrow you will forget what I said, but that's fine, love is not suitable for survival in this world, only hate can complete your mission." After speaking, he gently kissed her forehead, injecting new strength into her for the rest of her life. Now is just the beginning, she still has a period of time to struggle, the flower of Yada has taken root in her body, and if she wants to uproot it, she must have more courage to endure the torment that ordinary people can't overcome.

"Hate me, girl. If hatred can be turned into motivation to help you achieve this test, then it is better for you to hate me until you are old and witness you hunt my life. ”

A low murmur flowed into Yu Xiaohan's body along with the antidote, soaking her nerves. Under the power of the antidote, her body changed violently, and her whole person began to convulse, her body temperature rose suddenly, and she kept vomiting.

"Xiaohan!" Zhuang Yuntian hurriedly supported her suddenly jumping body, and couldn't bear to look at her suddenly dilated pupils, reflecting naked pain.

"Drink the water." Ignoring the filth, Zhuang Yuntian forced water into her mouth and washed away the remaining drugs.

Yu Xiaohan reflexively refused, and slammed his jaw that was hard open, almost biting off Zhuang Yuntian's fingers.

"Drink!" Regardless of the danger of being bitten, he caught Yu Xiaohan, who was stubbornly resisting, and sent clear water into her stomach again and again, racing against time. The Flower of Yada is extremely poisonous, and if the toxins in her body are not eliminated as soon as possible, she will definitely not survive tomorrow.

In desperation, Yu Xiaohan was forced to drink a stomach of water, and then vomited it again. After repeating this for a night, Zhuang Yuntian was also vomited all night, Yu Xiaohan's condition gradually improved, and he fell into the darkness again at dawn.