The Lord of the Quick Transmigration is addicted to the paranoid dragon again today

His gaze slowly settled on Mu Bai's scarred body. His clothes were already tattered and stained with blood. Shocking wounds crisscrossed the area, some deep enough to reveal the bone, while others still oozed blood. The flesh was swirling and surging, a chilling red.

Tate stared intently at Mu Bai's horrific wound. His eyes instantly moistened, tears welling up in his eyes, as if ready to burst forth at any moment. The wound was hideous and horrific, blood continuously pouring out, staining Mu Bai's clothes red and stinging Tate's heart. "Master, I'm taking you to the hospital. It's my fault. I'm late. You must hold on."

He bit his lips tightly, trying hard to control the surging emotions in his heart, and tremblingly picked up Mu Bai. The rain soaked their bodies, and blood-red water dripped from Mu Bai and continued to flow out along Tate's footprints.

Mu Bai felt a little uneasy when Tate looked at him like this. "It's okay, I won't die. It's not a big deal. Why did you come so quickly? Where are they?"

Tate looked at Mu Bai's indifferent expression and threatened, "Master, if you do this again, I'll tell Mr. He. You'd better be careful."

"Oh." Mu Bai raised his eyebrows and teased, "You dare to threaten me, do you think I'm afraid?"

Tate shook his head. "I don't know. We'll know if we try."

Mu Bai shook his head decisively, "Congratulations, you got the answer right. I'm scared! Of course I'm scared. Please don't tell him."

Tate put Mu Bai in the car and said in a dull voice, "We had just finished fighting when there was a sudden loud noise. Half the city was shaking. I looked and saw it was coming from your direction. My brain was completely blank. I didn't know anything at the time. I drove here in a hurry. When I saw the mess here, I wanted to die. Fortunately, you are still alive."

"Tate, thank you for your hard work. Just tell me what you want and I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Mu Bai opened his phone and immediately sent a message back to He Yu.

[Honey, I miss you so much. Nothing happened to me, and I'm not injured. I've just been a little busy lately. I'm going to sleep now, and you should get some rest too.]

【Remember to think of me (?′?`?)】

After replying the message, Mu Bai couldn't hold on any longer. He put his phone away and curled up. "I'm going to sleep for a while. I'll leave the rest to you. Remember not to tell He Yu."

He fell asleep after saying that, which scared Tate a lot. "Master, hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon." He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Raindrops hit the car window glass violently, making a crackling sound. The wipers swung wildly. The world outside the car window was shrouded in rain and blurred. The wheels passed by, splashing high water.

When He Yu saw the message sent by Mu Bai, an ominous premonition continued to spread in his heart. The content of Mu Bai's message was similar to usual, but He Yu felt something was wrong. In the past, no matter how tired Mu Bai was, he would chat with him for a few sentences and even act coquettishly. Today, there was only one sentence and a lot fewer emoticons. Today was too abnormal.

He called Tate tremblingly. Tate had just sent Mu Bai to the operating room. He sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at the blood on his hands, tears streaming down his face.

He Yu was extremely anxious at the moment. He couldn't get through to anyone on the phone, so he decided to go find Mu Bai. He opened the door, but two bodyguards blocked his way. He didn't want to use force unless it was absolutely necessary. Mu Zhongqing was also there, so this would completely shatter the seemingly calm surface.

He Yu said calmly, "I'm going to see Mr. Mu."

The bodyguard followed him, and He Yu knocked on the door of Mu Zhongqing's room, "Uncle Mu, I have something to talk to you about."

"Enter."

Mu Zhongqing thought He Yu had figured it out, but he didn't expect that He Yu was here to give him a "surprise."

He Yu pushed the door open and walked in. He knelt down and said firmly, "Uncle Mu, thank you for taking care of me over the years. I'm not sick. The person I like happens to be a man, and I've decided to be with him for the rest of my life. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but feelings are beyond my control. I'm going to Country X now. When I come back, you can do whatever you want with me."

When Mu Zhongqing heard what He Yu said, he naturally understood who the sweetheart He Yu was talking about. He couldn't believe his ears. He widened his eyes and asked with difficulty, "The sweetheart you mentioned is that kid from Country X."

He Yu nodded silently.

Mu Zhongqing had guessed it earlier, but he still held on to some luck. Seeing He Yu admit it, he was shaking with anger. "How dare you?" He stood up angrily and couldn't help hitting He Yu with the crutch in his hand. "I'll beat you to death. How could you do this?"

He Yu didn't move and let him hit him, "Uncle Mu, this is all my fault, but I have to go to Country X no matter what."

Mu Zhongqing sat dejectedly in his seat, his back, which had been straight all his life, gradually bent, and he muttered to himself, "It's me who hurt you. I should have known I wouldn't have let you two meet."

Mu Zhongqing stared at He Yu coldly and said stubbornly, "As long as I'm here, you two will never be together. Don't even think about going to Country X today."

886 saw this scene and shook his head helplessly, [Let me give you a hand] Mu Bai, thank me when you wake up!

Just when the atmosphere was tense, He Yu's cell phone rang. He Yu picked up immediately. Tate's hoarse voice came from the receiver, "Mr. He, can you come here now? The head of the family just issued a critical illness notice. I wonder if he can make it?"

Tate's hands trembled as he stared intently at the thin critical illness notice in his hands, as if it were a death warrant. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, and his already pale face now became even more bloodless.

The densely packed words on the notice kept shaking in front of his eyes, making it almost impossible for him to see the specific content. The head of the family was obviously fine at the beginning. I, the head of the family, may have to go back on my word. Let Mr. He come to accompany you. You have suffered too much.

The weight of the words "critical illness notice" hit He Yu's heart like a heavy hammer. At that moment, he felt the whole world begin to spin, and his ears buzzed like countless bees were frantically flying around.

Everything in front of him became blurry, his face turned pale in an instant, his kneeling legs could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground, his eyes filled with endless fear and helplessness, causing He Yu's world to collapse in an instant.

He Yu got up tremblingly, "Xiaobai, my Xiaobai, I'm here to find you, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon." He rushed out the door in a hurry, but was stopped by the bodyguard outside.

He Yu's once sharp eyes had now turned red, as if they had been burned by a raging fire, flashing with endless anger and pain. He stared at the bodyguard in front of him and roared in a voice that threatened to tear him apart, "You! Get out of here!"

At that moment, his eyes seemed to transform into those of Yama, the King of Hell, from the depths of hell. Cold, ruthless, and filled with murderous intent, they caused anyone who met his gaze to shudder involuntarily, as if they could sense the chill and fear that could plunge them into the abyss.