I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

"Come on, eat this."

Jiang Darong handed the medicine to Zhao Haiyang, watching him take the medicine, he was very obedient.

"Shall we play a game?"

"it is good."

"So nice."

After Jiang Darong finished, seeing Zhao Haiyang hiding under the quilt like a child, not facing him, he put his hand on his neck and stroked it gently, "Okay, it's all right, it doesn't hurt anymore, let auntie fix it for you tomorrow." delicious."

"Ah."

"Go to sleep."

After Zhao Haiyang fell asleep, Jiang Darong got up to smoke, and lay down again after smoking a cigarette.

The next night, his brother asked him to have dinner again. Originally, it was fine to eat outside. His brother insisted on eating here, but he refused, so he chose the restaurant outside. His brother talked to him about Zhao Haiyang, trying to get him He heard some news from his mouth and was sent over by him.

"Brother, I heard that Mo Ziyao has been looking for trouble for you recently."

"There are many people who trouble your brother."

"If you don't rob Zhao Haiyang from Mo Ziyao, maybe he won't bother you."

Jiang Darong looked at his younger brother without saying anything. After finishing the meal in a hurry, he left. When he returned to the villa where he lived, he found Mo Ziyao waiting there alone. I can't bear it, less than a month, not too long or too short.

"What about him?"

"Haiyang doesn't want to see you."

"I'm just here to tell you that I will have someone take him away tomorrow. Please don't stop Mr. Jiang, otherwise I don't know what I can do. The last time I hit it lightly, it just made your head bleed. Next time Not necessarily."

"Threatening me? I am the person who is least afraid of threats, Mo Shao, go back, he doesn't want to go with you."

Mo Ziyao didn't continue to confront Jiang Darong, and left quickly.

When Jiang Darong returned to the house, he saw that Zhao Haiyang was playing a mobile game, he was very focused, and there were sounds from the game from time to time.

"What did you do today?"

Zhao Haiyang didn't seem to hear him speak, he focused on the game, tapped his fingers all the time, Jiang Darong didn't bother him, sat by the side and waited for him to finish playing, he covered it with his hand when he saw the words "game over" on the phone screen, To prevent him from continuing to the next round of the game, "Tell me, what did you do today?"

"Eat, sleep and play games."

Jiang Darong looked at Zhao Haiyang's black eyes, which were no longer as immersed as before, full of innocence. He touched his face with satisfaction, "What if someone wants to take you away tomorrow?"

"I just want to stay by your side, don't let people take me away."

"No one will take you away, you just have to be obedient."

"I will be obedient."

Jiang Darong enjoyed that Zhao Haiyang took the initiative to lean over and hug him, and his hand also touched his back along the way.

As for tomorrow, Jiang Darong sent more people to guard here.

He didn't believe that Mo Ziyao could really be tough.

The next day.

Jiang Darong didn't go out. Zhao Haiyang went to bed early at night, but also woke up late in the morning. He slept a lot during this time. He knew that Mo Ziyao had brought someone over when he heard the noise outside. He saw Zhao Haiyang still He was sleeping, and the movement outside didn't seem to affect his sleep.

He knew how many people Mo Ziyao brought with him through surveillance, but no one could come in, they were all outside the gate, and conflicts soon started.

I am really not afraid of hurting people, not afraid of death.

When Mo Ziyao came in front of him, Jiang Darong's expression was still calm, but Zhao Haiyang was woken up.

"He doesn't want to go with you. Why do you humiliate yourself? He wants to stay by my side."

"Zhao Haiyang, will you follow me?"

Zhao Haiyang had already sat up from the bed, eyes blurred, he grabbed Jiang Darong's sleeve, "I won't go with him, I won't go with him."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mo Ziyao let out a deep breath. He is living a good life here, and he is so happy that he doesn't want to go away anymore, and he doesn't want to go with him anymore.

But no matter what, he would take away people, so it was not in vain to bring so many people here today.

He used to want to pull him away, but Zhao Haiyang hugged Jiang Darong tightly.

Soon, several people fell into a melee.

There was a scream during the process, Mo Ziyao and Jiang Darong both looked over, Zhao Haiyang's hand was cut by the glass, the wound was not shallow, the flesh inside could already be seen, no one knew who was fighting with him, in the chaos everyone I didn't see who moved the hand.

The blood flowed out like spring water on the ground, which was very scary, and there was a pool of blood on the ground soon.

Mo Ziyao pulled him over and prepared to take him to the hospital.

Jiang Darong didn't stop him this time.

In the car, Mo Ziyao simply treated Zhao Haiyang's wound and gave him hemostatic medicine. He was already familiar with this procedure, and it wasn't that he didn't know anything about it. It was just that Zhao Haiyang was just staring at him in a daze. With his bleeding wrist, he didn't answer when he spoke to him. He knew that Jiang Darong was following behind.

Blood still gushed out, but the amount of bleeding was not as scary as before.

"Zhao Haiyang, this month, didn't you want to come back to me for a moment?"

Zhao Haiyang looked back at Mo Ziyao, his eyes were still strange.

After arriving at the hospital, Zhao Haiyang's injury was handed over to the doctor.

Both Mo Ziyao and Jiang Darong stood outside the operating room.

"Mr. Mo..." Dr. Chen came over with a solemn expression, "I want to tell you about Xiang Qian's situation on my own initiative. He is in a very bad situation now and has fallen into a coma. I know you told him that Xiang Qian's illness will no longer be the case. report to you.

But when he came here last night, he lost a lot of blood. He has been rescued twice. If this continues, Mr. Xiang will really die. He is now in a coma, and Mr. Zhao's spare blood in the blood bank has been used up.

In the past year, Mr. Xiang’s illness has come and gone again and again. Mr. Xiang didn’t let us inform you, but as a doctor, I don’t want my patients to die like this. If I can save them, I still hope that I can draw a tube of Mr. Zhao’s blood Come to save Mr. Xiang's life, if it continues, I'm afraid there will be no way to recover. "

Mo Ziyao hadn't asked about Xiang Qian's condition for a long time, he knew that he intervened, and in the end he wanted Zhao Haiyang's blood or life to save Xiang Qian, he was willing before, but now he is reluctant.

Xiang Qian also held on silently, and didn't ask anyone to come over to tell him, nor tell him, and they haven't even met so far.

At this time, Haiyang was also hospitalized.

If Haiyang knew, would he think too much, thinking that he went to him just to save Xiang Qian's life.

Mo Ziyao's mind was confused for a while, he didn't say yes for a long time, he didn't want to say yes, if Zhao Haiyang took a tube of blood at this time, he might endanger his life, he wouldn't agree, he was just sad, sad, He remembered what happened when he and Xiang Qian were young. When they were studying abroad, they didn't like to come to school very much.

At that time, they had aggressive personalities, and every time someone provoked them, they would go straight up to fight.

During that time, they didn't know how many fights they had, and if they couldn't fight, they called someone to come over, so they even entered the police station and were interrogated.

But it's over after the cross-examination. It was others who provoked them first, and they just fought back. After a while, no one challenged them face to face.

How did he and Xiang Qian get to this point.

Probably after Xiang Qian got sick, he thought he couldn't sleep with him because he was not in good health. For his own good, he gave him medicine, took two Yanqing pills, and then sent him to someone else's bed , a stranger, he has never seen before, under the influence of drugs, they went to bed, he still can't remember what that person looks like, it's a blur, his first time is not with the person he loves, but With a stranger, someone whose face he couldn't even remember, whose name he didn't know.

It should be from that time on, he knew in his heart that Xiang Qian didn't love him, but he didn't admit it, he wanted to change, he wanted Xiang Qian to love him, so he thought he could use time and tenderness to impress Xiang Qian.

But Xiang Qian never loved him. At first, the person he loved was Xing Xiangbei. He didn't know who he loved later. Maybe he only loved Xing Xiangbei. Guarding his body, he also wanted to reduce his own sense of guilt.

So the euphemism is that he doesn't want him to be abstinent at a young age, and he is so generous that he is willing to find someone to sleep with him, and even wants him to find another lover outside. He doesn't love, so he doesn't care.

When he knew the truth, he hated Xiang Qian, hated him for being cruel, never loved him, and used him to drive away his own loneliness when he wanted someone to accompany him, knowing that he would pamper him, so he was confident.

But now, he really doesn't hate him or love him, but does he want Xiang Qian to die?

Although Xiang Qian didn't love him, he didn't want him to die. He always wanted Xiang Qian to live and be healthy, as healthy as before, bouncing around, and fighting with people. He knew that since he got sick, he , How is Xiang Qian's life? It's not that he has never had health and freedom, he has had it and then lost it.

That's why it's more painful, because he knows the taste of freedom. Because of this, Xiang Qian had no desire to survive for a long time, and he did some extreme behaviors, and they were all rescued later.

Later, he knew that every time he got sick, he needed Zhao Haiyang's blood, so he didn't hurt himself, but his illness was very serious and he had seizures from time to time.

But now...

"Mr. Mo, perhaps only one tube of blood is needed to save Mr. Xiang."

Doctor Chen interrupted Mo Ziyao's memory with a sincere and urgent expression, but he still shook his head and said nothing.

"Then Mr. Mo, go up and see Mr. Xiang. He is running out of time. I'm afraid he won't survive the day after tomorrow. Let's see him for the last time."

Dr. Chen sighed and walked away.

Mo Ziyao wanted to smoke. He glanced at the words "in the operation" and walked aside. Because he didn't bring cigarettes with him at any time, he asked someone to buy them.

Jiang Darong looked at all this indifferently. He didn't know Xiang Qian, so naturally he couldn't feel any sympathy and regret. He himself is a person who has no sympathy. Now he only worries about Zhao Haiyang's safety, and he doesn't worry about other things. Why? I haven't come out after going in for so long.