Qiye shouted violently in pain: "Dial the emergency number-" said and strode closer to Wang Xinyao, the cold air around his body was pressing, and he threw a horizontal punch and smashed heavily on the ice in the bath, the ice layer that was more than a finger thick immediately shattered, and Qiye's fist also fell in, and then Qiye made a few punches, completely smashed the ice, stretched out his hands and carried Wang Xinyao out of the bath, at this time Wang Xinyao was wet, covered with a layer of ice, as if he was asleep and motionless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dongcheng immediately took a quilt and wrapped Wang Xinyao, everyone panicked, at this time, Wang Xinyao's body was already frozen to the point that his body was purple, and there was no trace of blood on the skin and flesh turned outward, and he was unconscious, I am afraid that he would already be unable to do it-

A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived, and several doctors and nurses who arrived were startled, at this time Wang Xinyao still had a layer of ice that was not thick or thin, and the whole person seemed to have just been chiseled out of the ice, and the only thing that was fortunate was that there was a faint heartbeat! The doctors and nurses treated Wang Xinyao for a while, and then carried him onto a stretcher, got into the car, and went straight to the hospital. He'd been to death too many times, and this time he wasn't saved.

Everyone hurried to the hospital, anxiously waiting outside the rescue room, after some rescue, Wang Xinyao lost too much blood and urgently needed a blood transfusion, but after the doctor tested his blood, he was startled, the doctor in charge of the test almost broke his glasses, his blood type was beyond the known blood types! It was incredible, and the temperature of his blood was zero, and a thin layer of ice tomato formed on the surface of the blood. The doctor in charge of the laboratory thought that something was wrong, and took a blood sample himself, and after several tests, the result was the same, zero degree blood, blood type beyond the few that are now known!

When all the doctors got the news, they were all scared into a cold sweat, and it was indeed correct? I really couldn't believe that this was true, this was not a science fiction world, and for a while, the entire huge hospital was in an uproar, and they were sincerely afraid! When everyone in Dongcheng learned the news, they were all shocked, how could it be possible, Wang Xinyao's blood was zero, and his blood type did not belong to the type of human being! Hell,

"I've been a doctor for more than 20 years, and it's the first time I've seen such a blood type, it's so peculiar, and the temperature of the blood is zero, I can't imagine that there are such people in the world—" said a male doctor with glasses, his face shocked.

"So if you can't find the same blood source, Wang Xinyao won't be saved?" Qiye has a solemn expression, a sturdy figure, since he met Wang Xinyao, the goal of the proud world has all gone to Wang Xinyao, but he has turned a deaf ear to his character who has been hunted down for many years, Black Blood, I will dismantle your bones with my own hands-

"His blood is almost dry, and if I don't give him another blood transfusion, I'm afraid there really won't be a rescue—" The doctor shook his head and sighed.

"Why is this always the case, those bastards in the proud world have repeatedly asked him for trouble, he has long been no longer in the category of people, and now even blood is like this, how can we save him-" Zhang Enyang looked very depressed, sat down on the chair, and sighed indiscriminately.

"It wasn't like this before, it must be because of You Long, it wasn't like this before Xinyao and I were electrocuted, but after that, everything changed......" Dongcheng nagged for a while, could it be impossible to watch Wang Xinyao die!

"Doctor, is there no other way?"

"He has lost too much blood now, I'm afraid that there is no longer a blood type like him in this world, and I can't do anything about it!"

Zhang Junjun's expression froze, she didn't say a word from beginning to end, she seemed to have a premonition of something, and stared at the doctor in her forties in a daze: "Doctor...... I thought, can you test my blood too, my blood - my blood is not of the normal type!"

"What did you say?" The middle-aged doctor looked at the woman in front of him with a frightened expression.

Zhang Junjun's words startled everyone, maybe she didn't encounter such a situation, she didn't know this secret all her life, it belonged to the secret between her and Wang Xinyao......

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I remember that when I was in high school, she and Wang Xinyao were classmates for two years. Wang Xinyao has a melancholy and sad expression in the eyes of all his classmates, his white face is full of shocking coldness, especially his eyes, which seem to be loose but so sharp, he only needs to glance around, he can see through the surrounding mysteries, even if anyone has something on his mind, he can see seven or eight as long as he glances, so such a person is very conspicuous in a huge school, and more people are more interested in his past, but not everyone can easily approach him, Zhang Junjun approached him at the beginning This is also the original intention, she wants to understand this is calledThe sorrow of the boy of the "Melancholy Prince"!

"Wang Xinyao, can I ask you a question?" she asked anxiously, staring at him with a pair of watery eyes, afraid of being rejected by this cold boy.

"Hmm, is there something wrong......" Wang Xinyao, who was doing his homework, was very surprised by her initiative to talk, and was surprised, except for a few male classmates in the class who dared to talk to him, everyone else respected him. The girl in front of her is the class flower of their class, she is very popular, she is just as gentle to everyone, and she is very good at learning, and she is on par with him.

"I'm sorry to disturb ......" Zhang Junjun looked a little lost, and the boy in front of her didn't seem to welcome her much.

"Zhang Junjun, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, if there is anything, just ask, if I knew, I would tell you the truth-"

Zhang Junjun's heart was full of joy, great, there was nothing she couldn't do, and the cold boy in front of her was no exception!

"Thank you! I'm curious about a lot of things about you, you know, everyone calls you Prince Melancholy, I don't know if you mind calling you that?" Zhang Junjun stared at the shy teenager, her face full of confident smiles.

"Melancholy Prince, I thought you would ask some questions about learning, startling me, you are better at learning than me, think about it, people call me that, I don't like it very much, I still prefer others to call me Xinyao! But my appearance is not to give others anything about happiness, don't blame them!"

"Hehe, I also think your name is weird, it sounds a bit like a girl's name, and people who don't know you think you're a girl......"

"This name has a special meaning, heart is the meaning of love, my mother's name is Yu Yao, you should understand what this means!"

"Oh, I see, that's the case, it's really special! I think your eyes are very special, I heard other students say that there is a faint melancholy, you can see through other people's hearts at a glance, it's amazing, I don't know if it's true-"

"Did you say that about me? I didn't know, I don't have the heart to guess other people's hearts, whether happy or unhappy, my expression has always been like this, I don't want people to see through my mind, it will make me embarrassed!"

"How can you have such an idea, is your past very unsatisfactory...... I'm sorry, I mentioned your sadness-" Zhang Junjun looked at Wang Xinyao in front of him, and his face showed a little sadness.

"It's nothing, in fact, I feel very bitter in my heart, no one has shared such hardship since I was a child, I am about to mold in my heart, it is not easy for people to live, if you are out of this society, it is very sad to live, just like the raindrops when it rains, one or two are not happy, only ten thousand of them are going down vigorously, that is the cheerful voice!" Wang Xinyao said with a burst of intoxication, " A lonely bird can't find its own happiness, because it has no companion to share everything with it, whether it is happy or sad and depressed, it is only it to carry it by itself, and it is really tired. ”

Zhang Junjun looked at the boy in front of him in a daze, his eyes lit up, and he had a very special feeling, he was not all gray tones, but he was used to being seen as gray tones! Wang Xinyao glanced at the girl in front of him, and his face was crimson.

Since then, Zhang Junjun has been very close to the so-called "melancholy prince", the kind of looming relationship of friends, she is just used to listening to others talk about the various cold manifestations of the "melancholy prince" in front of her, and her heart is happy. He is also accustomed to silently staring at the dignified and elegant "class flower" that others say, and sometimes she will even appear in his dreams, with a confident and shy smile on her face, that is everything in his sky.

He thought that he could silently watch her agile figure and listen to her intoxicating voice forever by her side, but one day, he met a junior high school girl classmate who had studied with him in Mengcheng in that high school, and his expression was almost frozen - the other party was talking to Zhang Junjun about his past!

"You don't know, Wang Xinyao was in Mengcheng, and he used to be the son of an old woman, and that old woman was a beggar...... When he left our class, everyone was so scared that their scalps were tingling—"

Zhang Junjun listened, and felt dizzy, his past was actually like this-

At that moment, Wang Xinyao suddenly appeared in front of her, looked at her in a daze, and the girl she was chatting with was so frightened that she didn't know what to say, and ran away in a panic.

She and Wang Xinyao looked at each other for a long time, both of their hearts beat wildly, she really didn't know what to say, but his expression was very painful.

"I've heard what you've said, yes, I'm indeed the son of a beggar, I became an orphan at the age of four, and I was exiled to the city of Mongolia, if it weren't for that old woman, I would have starved to death, why are you like to ask about other people's past, dig up other people's scars, and now you should be satisfied-" Wang Xinyao yelled at her.

"Xinyao, I really didn't mean to inquire about your past, don't get me wrong—" Zhang Junjun begged bitterly, she didn't expect Wang Xinyao's life experience to be so sad, "I really sympathize with your past-" Her eyes suddenly shuddered.

"I don't need anyone's sympathy, especially yours—" Wang Xinyao said, turning around, walking faster and faster, and finally let out a roar of pain, and ran wildly into the distance, tears falling down his eyes.

"Wang Xinyao, can you listen to my explanation-" Zhang Junjun looked very painful, but the boy had gradually disappeared in front of her, she chased after him, but his figure disappeared all of a sudden, at the end of her sight, her body suddenly went limp, and her heart was still aching, why didn't he listen to her explanation, she really didn't intend to hurt him!

When she saw him again it was a few days later, he lost his trace for three whole days, which was an inexplicable torment for her, every time she looked at him, the seat was empty, and she walked through the laughter and laughter without saying a word, she just wanted to get home quickly after school, and maybe she could get a call from him, but every hope she had was disappointed! Wang Xinyao, who appeared in front of her again, had a dead expression, and even made people look horrified, his past had already been rumored to be boiling, he used to be a beggar. This made her seem inexplicably painful, but she wanted to talk to him and explain that she really had no intention of hurting him, but in the end nothing was explained, he was already disheartened, treated her like a block of ice, and ignored all her words, and in the end, no one could understand who was wrong, who didn't give anyone a chance to explain, and the future of both of them was zero!

After a long time, the two were strangers, but in the first semester of the second year of high school, Zhang Junjun had an accident, unconscious, bloody all over, due to excessive blood loss, a large amount of blood transfusion was needed for a while, that situation was the same as Wang Xinyao's situation now, her blood type was actually tested to be a blood type that had never been before, and the students of the whole school were all surprised when they were told about it, and finally the teachers mobilized the students to take blood tests, even if there was only a 1 in 10 million chance, maybe the 1 in 10 million chance was here-

In the end, Zhang Junjun woke up in the anxious anticipation of everyone, and when she recovered and was told about her blood type, she almost suffocated, but when she asked who had donated such precious blood to her, the attending doctor said with a gloomy expression: " Because you lost so much blood, and there was nearly a liter of blood to be transfused at a time, but this almost killed the student, and when he had just taken a liter of his blood, he fainted on the spot, and all our doctors saw tears in their eyes, and they wanted to tell you who he was, but he only had one request, and he said, even if he died, this liter of blood should be drawn for you, and even if he died, he couldn't let you know who he was, and he was afraid that you would think that you owed him-"

Zhang Junjun almost burst into tears when she heard this, since then, she didn't understand why the boy who was known as the "Prince of Melancholy" often had a headache, and even fainted to the ground for no reason, but her good grades plummeted, and now she finally understood, because he was the one who gave a liter of blood for her, which almost killed him!

Wang Xinyao will always remember that moment, when he learned that his blood and Zhang Junjun's blood were amazingly acquainted, he could hardly control his emotions, but he went out of the medical room gloomily, making the doctors seem unacceptable, how could there be such a student, who would not be saved when he saw death, but after a few minutes, he saw him turn back again, his expression was extremely calm, he was going to branch his classmates, he didn't want people to know that his blood type was strikingly similar to Zhang Junjun's blood type. She could only be saved if she was told that she would have to take at least one liter of his blood, but this liter of blood might mean his life to him! For this reason, all the doctors had their own opinions, and none of them had reached a conclusion for a while, and Wang Xinyao was already worried.

“...... This is my best choice, even if I die, I will draw this liter of blood for her, I only have one request, even if I die like this, I must not let her know that it is me, I know her too well, I don't want her to know that she owes me, there is no time, please-" Wang Xinyao said and fell to his knees on the ground, his body pressed against the ground, and suddenly all the doctors present came out with tears in his eyes!

No one expected that Zhang Junjun's blood type was strikingly similar to Wang Xinyao's blood type, and the liter of blood he once left in her body was now back in his body, and now she finally understood that the secret between the two he said was part of it!

After giving Wang Xinyao a liter of her blood, Wang Xinyao's pale face gradually became bloody, his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and a happy smile gradually appeared on the faces of all the doctors.