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

886 has developed a strong sense of camera because he often takes pictures of Mu Bai. When 886 saw Tate like this, he thought it was very contagious and took a picture. Hahahaha, he didn't expect it to come in handy now. It is really smart.

886 found the photos, marked the time, and sent them to me.

[I sent you the photos. Go ahead! Come on!]

After returning to He Yu and showing him Tate's photo, He Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Mu Bai was out of danger and his expression relaxed slightly.

Just when it was about to celebrate, it saw He Yu frowning again. It was very puzzled. They say that women's hearts are as deep as the sea, so why is it that men's hearts are the same? [Why are you still not happy? He is no longer in danger of death.]

He Yu's eyes were filled with pity, and he spoke slowly, "I am very happy to see that he is out of danger. He is always so sensible. He didn't tell me when he was injured because he was afraid that I would worry, but I don't want this kind of sensibility. I want him to rely on me. He is still so young and has suffered a lot. As his lover, I felt very sorry for not being able to be with him before. Now that he is injured, I still can't be by his side and give him support. These are my faults. I failed to make him feel safe..." Every word of He Yu's words came from the heart, and his tone was full of guilt, which moved people.

Even though it was a machine, it was touched by such genuine affection. This must be what humans call great love. It was truly envious. It seemed like it had never been liked by anyone or the system.

By the way, Mu Bai likes it, and he even named himself that. Thinking of this, Mu Bai’s depressed mood improved a little.

It lovingly comforted He Yu, "It's okay! It's not your fault, and he doesn't want you to worry. You two are both really thinking about each other, and you're a great couple. I envy you. When he gets better, we can talk about it."

He Yu nodded. "Thank you. After telling you this, my stress has eased a little. I will have a good talk with him."

……

After a brief chat, he gave He Yu a pill, saying it would help Mu Bai's injuries.

He Yu took the box in his hand, his heart full of doubts. He always felt that all this was a little too incredible. This cloud-like thing appeared at such a timely moment that it made him a little suspicious.

As for the pills he mentioned, He Yu didn't dare let Mu Bai take them. He Yu was afraid that it would hurt Mu Bai. It was obtained for free. He Yu never believed that there would be a free lunch in this world.

Actually, this pill was bought randomly. It only had a few points, so it could only buy this. In its opinion, Mu Bai would definitely have 886's help, and it couldn't help much. It could only comfort He Yu and give him this pill, hoping that He Yu would feel less guilty.

He Yu got off the plane and rushed to the hospital. He called Tate and asked him to tell him his exact location. Tate told He Yu that he would send someone to wait for him at the hospital entrance. Mu Bai's condition was no longer in danger and was slowly improving.

Although he already knew this situation, He Yu finally felt relieved after hearing Tate say it himself.

As soon as he stepped into the slightly cold door of the hospital, before he had time to adapt to the air filled with the smell of disinfectant, He Yu found himself surrounded by a group of men in black suits with serious expressions. These people were obviously sent by Tate to greet him. They surrounded He Yu without saying a word and walked straight in a specific direction.

As the ward neared, He Yu's uneasiness grew stronger. Every step he took felt like a thousand-pound weight weighing on his feet, making his once nimble steps feel incredibly heavy. His heartbeat pounded against his chest. He still had no idea what kind of injury Mu Bai had sustained, but it was sure to be serious.

Various possible scenarios kept flashing through his mind, and beads of sweat gradually seeped out on his forehead. However, even so, he still forced himself to stay calm and silently followed the guidance of those people.

Seeing Tate, He Yu couldn't wait to step forward and grab his arm, "Where is he now?"

Tate helped He Yu to a chair nearby. "Mr. He, please calm down. The master is still in the observation room. He still has a fever because of the rain and needs to be observed for a while."

He Yu looked up at Tate pleadingly, "Can I go see him?"

"Of course, but you have to be mentally prepared."

He Yu changed his clothes and followed Tate to the observation room. His steps were hurried and hurried, and every step was filled with anxiety and eagerness. Finally, he reached the door of the observation room. He Yu's hands trembled uncontrollably as he looked at his lover inside through the glass.

Mu Bai lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his face pale as a sheet, lifeless. From afar, he looked like a delicate yet fragile porcelain doll, so fragile that one dared not touch it easily, fearing it would shatter with even the slightest effort. The ward was eerily quiet, the only sound emanating from the faint hum of the instruments.

He Yu felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and his eyes were instantly filled with tears. Distress, relief, longing, and annoyance surged into his heart. It was the first time that He Yu discovered that he loved to cry so much. Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are heartbroken.

He Yu didn't cry out loud, but his tears were like a bursting dam, and he couldn't stop them. Big tears kept sliding down from the corners of his eyes. The fragments of Mu Bai on He Yu felt He Yu's sadness and could only return to Mu Bai reluctantly.

He didn't want to leave He Yu, but he didn't want to see He Yu sad even more, so he had to return to Mu Bai for He Yu and merge with him.

As the fragments merged, Mu Bai's breathing gradually stabilized, his body temperature began to drop, and his complexion gradually regained color. Mu Bai slowly opened his eyes. As his vision gradually cleared, the first thing he felt was the intense discomfort of the oxygen mask on his face. The cold, hard touch pressed against his skin, making it almost impossible for him to breathe smoothly.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to break free from the restraints. With swift and decisive action, he ripped off the oxygen mask. At that moment, both people outside the observation room froze in shock.

No one had anticipated such a sudden turn of events, and the entire scene fell into a dead silence. Time seemed to freeze. Tate stared blankly at He Yu with his eyes wide open and his mouth hanging open, not knowing how to react to the situation. He Yu's tears froze in his eyes.

It was He Yu who reacted quickly and pressed the call bell urgently.