Host special pet

Chapter 315 Comatose
Yang Mo's emotions became more and more agitated, and his waving hands indiscriminately even made Jin Yu bleed a few places.

Jian Shushu's heart ached when she saw it, she hurriedly opened the medicine box, found a tranquilizer inside, and stabbed Yang Mo on the back of the head.

In fact, she didn't understand these potions, but Jin Yu told her before.

"What are you doing!" Jin Yu saw Jian Shushu stabbing Yang Mo's head with something, and pushed it away angrily.

Jian Shushu was caught off guard, and with such a push, her body became unstable and she fell to the ground. She knocked her hand on the coffee table and scratched a bloody gash.

She gasped in pain, stunned Yang Mo settled down in Jin Yu's arms, looking at the distress in Jin Yu's eyes, the love for the woman in his arms.

Her heart felt as if it was pinched together by two big hands, it hurt so much that it was not her own.

"That... that's the tranquilizer, you said."

Seeing that Yang Mo had calmed down, Jin Yu didn't look at Jian Shushu, picked Yang Mo up and put him on the bed, took off the blood-stained coat after taking the medicine box, and stopped the wound from bleeding.

Seeing the hideous wound, Jin Yu took a few breaths, picked up the needle and thread with trembling hands and began to deal with it.

He is very fortunate that the original body will practice for the authenticity of writing.Otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do now, he might just have to watch Yang Mo die once in front of him

After treating the wound, she went to the bathroom and fetched warm water to wipe the blood off her body.Jian Shushu stared blankly at Jin Yu's movements and Yang Mo's proud figure.

So good...a little too much...

After Jin Yu finished dealing with it, he turned his head and saw Jian Shushu on the ground and her injured hand. He was also taken aback for a moment: "You are here?"

Jian Shushu's heart froze, and the loss slowly spread in her heart.

What do you mean why am I here... Don't you remember what happened before?

She lowered her head and said nothing, bit her lip, swallowed her grievance, and told herself.

It's okay, the boss was just too worried, not on purpose.

Jin Yu walked over, raised her injured hand, and started to stop the bleeding. For a moment, he even forgot how Jian Shushu appeared in her room: "How did I meet you?"

Jian Shushu pursed her lips and her eyes were red: "I... I accidentally... knocked it."

Jin Yu didn't fix the arm for her, and said: "Don't tell anyone, she's here with me."

"...Yeah." Jian Shushu nodded slightly, stood up and walked outside: "I... I'm going to have breakfast."

Jin Yu only had Yang Mo in his mind now, and he didn't think that her hand was injured, so he returned to the bed without saying anything.

He took a set of clean pajamas for Yang Mo to put on, reached out and gently stroked her face, muttering to himself: "You...what's the matter..."

Even though Yang Mo fell asleep due to the sedative, his brows were furrowed and he slept uneasily.

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in a dream.

Yang Mo looked at Jie Jing quietly and asked him in a low voice: "Why are you doing this? Are you talking about killing my dad? Why are you still doing this after so long?"

Jie Jing stood more than ten meters away from him, his eyes full of anger. The ground he stepped on was overflowing with stinking blood. Behind him, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood gradually appeared. You could still vaguely hear the mournful marquis who were alive.

Yang Mo's face turned pale a little bit, all kinds of things in that small world appeared before her eyes, she hugged her head and screamed: "Ah—"

"Little guy, you're here." Jie Jing's voice was not cold at all, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his whole person was gloomy.

"Don't come here! Don't! You go!" Yang Mo held his head, his body trembling, and his face was full of fear.

"Let me out, I won't run away... Jiejing! Let me out!"

"Don't come here! Don't..."

"Little thing? Mo'er?" A gentle voice appeared beside her, Yang Mo raised his head in confusion, and saw An Zhe appearing beside her at some point.

She stared at him blankly, for a moment she forgot who the man in front of her was, her eyes were full of confusion.

Suddenly, her calm expression turned white again, and she put her hands on the ground in horror, making her body seem to retreat.

In her eyes, Anzhe's gentle face was full of indifference. He was holding a heart in his hand, and blood was flowing out between his fingers.

"Don't...don't dig my heart...I'm going to die..."

Bowing her head, there was a gap in her heart, the blood was gushing out, her body began to get colder a little bit, her expression began to change sternly and she left, screaming,

"Anzhe... I hate you! I hate you! Why do you want someone else to hurt me like this? I hate you! I will never forgive you in my life."

Yang Mo tore and roared, tears flowed from his eyes, and desperate sadness swept towards her in all directions.

The former invaders in the small world, the despair of those original owners was overwhelming her at this moment, and she couldn't bear the countless despair.

She will directly hug her into a ball and let those absolutes devour her.

Finally, she gave up resistance and let despair swallow her up.

Her consciousness disappeared little by little, and her body seemed to be falling into the depths of darkness.

"Host……"

Qiuqiu's gentle shout rang in the back of his mind, but Yang Mo showed no reaction at all.

The darkness swallowed Yang Mo bit by bit, his eyes were closed tightly, and his body became transparent little by little.

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outside.

Jin Yu anxiously looked at the doctor who was invited to the room, his face was full of worry: "Doctor, she has been in a coma for three days, why hasn't she woke up?"

The doctor also shook his head in doubt, and sighed: "The patient's body temperature has dropped, but the patient has no desire to survive." After a pause, his face was a bit embarrassed, but he still said: "If the patient is not new, May become a vegetable."

Jin Yu's mind buzzed, and the image of Yang Mo soaking in the bathtub in his previous life appeared in his mind. One nerve in his brain was tense, and he said to the doctor with difficulty: "Thank you."

When Yang Mo was in a coma, Jie Jing had already called to ask if Yang Mo was here, and at the same time he also got the news of Yang Mo's father's death.

"I still suggest you take her to the hospital for a checkup." The hospital nodded, looking at the watch on her wrist: "If it's inconvenient, you can take her abroad. I'm on an evening flight, so I won't be able to come tomorrow."

"I know, thank you." Jin Yu turned to look at Yang Mo, his eyes full of despair.

After the doctor left, Jin Yu was still standing there blankly, and the picture of Yang Mo in his previous life reappeared in front of him, shocking his nerves all the time.

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[Examinee Jin Yu abuse value: +10, +10, +15, +50...]
The executor who chose Jin Yu's station was 30.00%, but they entered here, the examination room had passed for a few days, and there was no vote, and the abuse value would grow every time they met Yang Mo.

I looked at a group of people in a daze and a daze, seeing that the 100 was about to be full, I didn't know what happened, whether it was normal or not.

The opposite is the surveillance space.

The main system looked at Yang Mo's sleeping face, gritted his teeth, and tightly covered a piece of snow-white Lingyu with his hands in his big sleeves.

The nails dug into the flesh, and the blood stained the spiritual jade red.

Don't lose yourself, wake up...

Moer...

Tiandao's expression was still indifferent, seeing the unconscious Yang Mo was indifferent from the beginning to the end.

It's as if the one inside is not His daughter.

It seems that Tiandao noticed the bloody smell on the hands of the main system, looked at him sideways, and said indifferently, "Are you trying to wake her up? In this way, you have broken the rules."

The main department's face froze, and he looked sideways at him, the emotions in his eyes changed from complicated to calm: "That's your daughter! My own!"

(End of this chapter)