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

Mu Zhongqing had never seen He Yu like this before. He was completely different from his usual self. The normally emotionless young man seemed to have lost all his strength and courage.

He Yu's body trembled slightly, like a leaf in a strong wind, ready to be blown away at any moment. His face was as pale as paper, bloodshot, revealing deep exhaustion and despair, his eyes filled with endless pain and sorrow.

Furthermore, He Yu's expression was tinged with a hint of determination. It was a desperate, desperate determination, as if he was already prepared to face the worst possible consequences.

This kind of determination made Mu Zhongqing feel a chill running down his spine. He found that he really didn't understand He Yu at all.

He didn't know what had happened to make He Yu become like this. He said in a deep voice, "He Yu, come in first and tell me what's going on. I should be able to help."

He Yu knew very well that Mu Zhongqing might not lend a hand to him, but deep down he still held a glimmer of hope and wanted to give it a try. After all, for He Yu at this moment, if he could get Mu Zhongqing's help, it would be the best solution and save a lot of time.

He Yu was not completely sure actually, but he had to give it a try anyway. He walked into the house trembling, his voice choked, "I'm going to Country X. Something happened to Mu Bai. He...he has been given a critical illness notice. Uncle Mu, please help me." He Yu could no longer hold back the tears that slid down his cheeks, and he exuded an air of despair.

Mu Zhongqing finally gave in. "I don't care about your affairs as young people. Do whatever you want! I'll arrange for you to go. It's not very safe there recently. Be careful and pack up first. It won't look good if you go there like this."

Mu Zhongqing called He Yu to arrange a flight to Country X. He couldn't understand why things turned out like this. He had been tough all his life, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by a junior in the end.

He Yu finally boarded the plane to Country X as he had hoped, but at that moment, his heart was as calm as still water, without a single ripple. All he felt was a wave of boundless sadness that seemed to be threatening to swallow him whole.

When He Yu thought about his beloved being alone in a foreign country and suffering from the merciless torture of illness, and he knew nothing about her specific condition, his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't breathe.

It was his fault. He should have accompanied him in the first place. His attitude should have been more resolute. He was too weak. Thinking of Mu Bai's pitiful and obedient appearance asking him for fame, He Yu felt so sad that he almost died. It was his fault. He was sorry for Mu Bai.

886 was watching anxiously from the sidelines. Mu Bai was seriously injured and was still unconscious, but he wasn't in critical condition. He wanted to help them. But seeing He Yu's despair, 886 felt guilty. What if Mu Bai knew that he had bullied his wife like this?

886 was very sure that if Mu Bai knew about this, he would not see the sun tomorrow, but he had no way to contact He Yu. He was really anxious to death. If he had known this earlier, he would not have done this.

886 used his clever brain and suddenly came up with a good idea. He pulled it out and spoke humbly to it.

"I have a favor to ask of you. Please help me comfort Brother Bai's wife. Brother Bai is injured, and she's very worried. After this is done, you'll definitely get some benefits."

A look of doubt and skepticism appeared on its face. [Is this true?] It couldn't believe that 886 would be so kind. It couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to it. It expressed deep doubt.

[Of course, I won't lie to you, don't worry! You won't suffer any loss!] If he hadn't been unable to contact He Yu, it wouldn't have been this black-hearted Mian's turn.

Reluctantly agree [Okay! ]

Following 886 to He Yu, he immediately became timid when he saw him. The person in front of him was so scary, more oppressive than any host he had ever seen. Although he had not seen many hosts, this one was very scary to the system.

He wanted to run, but 886 slapped him in front of He Yu, [Remember what to say and what not to say.]

It glared at 886 hatefully, and it remembered this grudge. It would be a mistake if it didn't take revenge.

He appeared carefully, slowly approached He Yu, and kept cheering himself up, speaking in a baby voice.

[Hello, why are you sad? Tell me, maybe I can help you. I am the greatest system in the world.]

He Yu stared blankly at the suddenly appearing white ball before him, his heart devoid of any emotion. It seemed as if the white ball had appeared out of thin air, entering his field of vision without warning. However, this didn't elicit much attention or surprise from He Yu. Right now, he simply wanted to get back to his beloved child.

[Really, you have to believe me, I guess you are worried about your injured lover, right? ]

He Yu was just looking at it. "How do you know what you are?"

He answered good-temperedly, since she was his master's wife, he was also his master.

[My name is, and it's the greatest system in the world. I know a lot, and I might be able to help you.]

Although He Yu was full of doubts, he still spoke tremblingly, "So how is his condition now? Is his life in danger?" Speaking of life-threatening danger, He Yu's voice was unconsciously choked with sobs.

At this time, Mu Bai had successfully completed the operation, but was still in the observation room and no one else was allowed to enter.

I quickly comforted her, "Don't be sad. I'll go check it out for you and be back soon."

I immediately returned to 886. [He wants to know about his master's condition. Do you want me to take a photo of him at the hospital? I'm a little worried, so I'd like to take a look.]

886 shook his head firmly [Oh! NO! NO!] It would be even more disastrous if He Yu saw Mu Bai's pitiful appearance lying on the hospital bed. It would be better to see it later. 886 CPU was running at high speed.

Got it, little baby Tate. When Tate knew that Mu Bai was out of danger, Tate's originally tense little face instantly showed a relieved smile, and he slowly lay on the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.