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After some effort, and by inflicting several more wounds on Qin Heng, Shen Tianyu finally managed to collect 100 milliliters of blood.

Sheng Po, who had gone out to buy medicinal herbs, also rushed back.

Sheng Po opened the door with the room card and saw Shen Tianyu holding half a glass of bright red blood.

Qin Heng stood to the side, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a large expanse of his chest.

His abs are clearly visible.

He was tall and strong, handsome, with well-developed muscles. His dark eyes were wet, and his overly handsome face showed a slightly injured expression because his fingers were squeezed by Shen Tianyu.

His features are strong, but he's still young and inexperienced.

Shen Tianyu is indeed handsome, but his face has a cold and arrogant expression, exuding a strong aura of dominance.

Sheng Po studied abroad.

All sorts of bizarre things happen in the world of studying abroad.

He quickly lowered his eyelids and said, "You guys continue, I'll excuse myself for a moment."

After saying that, he was about to close the door and leave.

Shen Tianyu said coldly, "Come in. What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long? Yan Yan's injury has worsened again, and we need to prepare medicine as soon as possible."

Sheng Po raised the corners of his lips slightly. "Right away."

He walked up to Shen Tianyu, placed the medicine package he had bought on the table, opened it, and showed it to Shen Tianyu.

Shen Tianyu glanced at it, picked up a medicine, and sniffed it.

The herbs are artificially cultivated, so their medicinal properties are naturally not as good as those that grow wild in the mountains.

But it's too late to harvest them now.

After performing basic hemostasis treatment on Qin Heng's finger, Shen Tianyu sealed the blood and packed it away with the prepared medicinal herbs.

He carried it and walked outside.

Qin Heng called out to his retreating figure, "Brother, where are you going?"

"Preparing the medicine."

"what about me?"

Shen Tianyu, sparing with words, simply said, "Wait."

Qin Heng asked, "Can I go see Yan Yan?"

Shen Tianyu's handsome eyes darkened slightly. Without turning his head, he said, "If I don't let you go see it, will you not go?"

Qin Heng remained silent.

Shen Tianyu opened the door and went out.

Qin Heng buttoned up his hospital gown, leaving only the top two buttons; the top ones had been pulled off earlier.

He was tall, handsome, and had pale, cool skin.

The hospital gown looked much more expensive on him, even though the fabric seemed to be made of a different material.

After Sheng Po finished washing his hands in the restroom, he glanced at him and thought to himself, "You brat, you really are a natural clothes hanger. You can even make a hospital gown look like haute couture."

If foreign designers saw him like this, the latest men's haute couture collection next year would probably be a hospital gown series.

Sheng Po said, "Prince Heng, you didn't go to Mangshan last night. Do you know how dangerous it was?"

Qin Heng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. "Jade Emperor, please speak."

Sheng Po paused for a moment, then said, "Never mind, I won't say anymore. Tianyu told me to keep it a secret."

"Wait until we're in the mood!" With those three words, Qin Heng walked to the door, opened it, and left.

Arriving at Su Hua's room, Qin Heng raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

Su Hua came to open the door.

Su Hua was taken aback when she saw that it was Qin Heng.

In the brief moment she was stunned, Qin Heng had already slipped in and squeezed through.

He glanced around the living room and, not seeing Yan Yan, headed towards the bathroom.

He smelled a strange, bloody odor in the bathroom, unlike anything he usually smelled.

He pushed open the bathroom door.

Sure enough, Yan Yan was seen pressing one hand to her chest and vomiting into the sink with the other.

He saw a clear handprint on her cheek.

The palm print was different from the ones he usually saw; it was black, eerily black.

Qin Heng frowned, a sharp pain shooting through his chest.

He blurted out, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Yan slowly turned her head to look at her.

Her once delicate and pretty face was now deathly pale, her lips were bloodless, and there were black bloodstains at the corners of her mouth.

The white face paired with the black handprint, combined with her sorrowful temperament, created an indescribable eeriness.

For the first time in his life, Qin Heng experienced the feeling of being torn apart.

No, it's no longer a scalpel wound.

It's put in a meat grinder to grind.

He felt like his heart was about to break from the pain in his chest.

He almost instinctively stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

When he spoke again, his voice was choked with tears, "Yan Yan, my poor little one, how badly are you injured?"

Yan Yan said softly, "It has nothing to do with you. Go away, go away quickly."

Qin Heng closed his eyes, raised his chin, and large tears welled up in his eyes.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

My heart is aching terribly.

The pain choked me in my neck.

He choked so hard his neck felt like it was about to break.

He said, "I won't leave! Yan Yan, no matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you! I will protect you!"

His tone was heavy and firm, his words resounding!

Yan Yan was in a daze for a moment.

This sounds familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.

But she knew very well that this was the first time Qin Heng had said this to her.

She thought, "It must be in a dream."

She sleeps lightly and has many dreams, often having all sorts of dreams.

Qin Heng noticed that her body was trembling slightly.

He reached out and grabbed her right hand.

Her hands were ice-cold, as cold as a dead person's hands, chillingly cold.

Qin Heng placed both of her hands on his chest to warm them.

Yan Yan saw that all ten of his fingers were injured, each wound about one centimeter long, with blood and red marks showing, a shocking sight.

Her heart was breaking.

She closed her eyes, tears welling up from under her eyelashes.

Qin Heng raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

His voice was gentle, “Don’t cry, poor little thing, don’t cry, your brother is here.”

Yan Yan felt a familiar pain in her heart.

The pain seemed to transcend a thousand years, across mountains and seas, a feeling I had never experienced before.

Qin Heng used to call her "poor little thing" or "little one" all the time she entered the Gu family.

At the time, she just thought he was being pretentious, and even a little annoying.

But right now, her heart ached, felt sour, and had a little bit of sweetness.

Who knows, her injuries were so painful and cold, and she felt like she was in hell, yet she actually found it a little sweet?

strangeness.

Her icy, cold hands felt a little warmer.

She was taking a bath just now, but even the warm water couldn't warm her up.

She washed her hands with hot water, but the hot water still couldn't warm them.

Qin Heng also noticed that her hands were no longer so cold.

He exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, "Indeed, your blood saved me, and my blood saved you. No wonder Brother Tianyu wanted to take 100 milliliters of my blood."

Yan Yan frowned.

She was thinking, how much pain would it cause him if she cut off all ten of his fingers to draw 100 milliliters of blood?

Just as I was thinking this, something suddenly appeared on my lips.

Qin Heng squeezed the wound on his middle finger forcefully and stuffed it into her mouth, saying, "Take a sip. I'm not a virgin, and my blood is full of yang energy. Since Brother Tianyu used my blood as a medicinal ingredient, it means my blood can heal your wound."

Yan Yan hurriedly tried to push his hand away.

However, her mouth was still stained with Qin Heng's blood.

She felt a warm sensation in her mouth.