Chapter 82 Can't you see she is dying?

"Voluntary? I allowed it?!" He tore up the agreement. "Her blood is my private property!"

Several bodyguards followed behind and escorted Ning Zihao in.

Nanchuan Shijue threw the man onto the medicine cart.

Amid the sound of shattering glass bottles, he raised his foot and kicked Ning Zihao's head again and again, crushing it hard. The man's face was rubbed and bleeding on the rough ground...

"How dare you touch my things?" Nanchuan Shijue looked down at the ant under his feet and stepped on his chest, causing blood to splatter. "Didn't the doctor tell you that the blood collection device went off when the blood was drawn at 80%?"

Ning Zihao was covered in blood and groaned softly, "Shengsheng volunteered..."

Nanchuan Shijue's fighting power was too strong, and he had no power to fight back.

With so many bodyguards standing in formation, he didn't dare to fight back—

"Just watching her get drained of blood, your family affection has been thrown to dogs?!" Nanchuan Shijue grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, lifted him up, and punched him down with murderous intent.

Punch after punch, Ning Zihao was beaten to the point of being almost breathless...

"Master, stop hitting me. If Miss Ning knew you beat Mr. Ning, she would blame you!" Moss stopped him.

The last few words are quite intimidating.

Nanchuan Shijue stopped beating people. He did not forget that he had punched Ning Zihao twice. Ning Fengsheng cried for a long time and ignored him for a week.

She...has always felt sorry for her brother.

The jealousy and anger in Nanchuan Shijue's heart were beyond words.

Ning Fengsheng defended this man so much, but he ignored her life and dragged her, who was anemic, to donate blood to other women?

"Rubbish, how could she have such a blind brother?"

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"I feel like hitting you makes my hands dirty!" Nanchuan Shijue took the handkerchief and coldly wiped the blood off his fist.

Ning Zihao was covered in blood and lying on the ground gasping for breath.

"Ning Fengsheng, you're only selfish in front of me, but you act like a saint to the evil ones..." Dark red bloodshot crept into his eyes as he stared at the pale Ning Fengsheng lying on the hospital bed. "Then I'll take care of these evil people for you."

No one dared to breathe.

"Bring that bitch here."

He wanted to see which bastard dared to enjoy Ning Fengsheng's blood.

"Drain her blood." He laughed like a mad devil—

The bitch's blood is not worthy of flowing into Ning Fengsheng's blood vessels, but she is extremely short of blood now.

Soon, the bodyguard pushed Su Wu's hospital bed in.

Because of the time constraints, Nanchuan Shijue ordered that five bags of blood be drawn at the same time!

When the blood cell separator was in place and five infusion tubes were inserted into the veins at the same time, Su Wu didn't dare to open her eyes. Feeling her blood being drawn out, she had a near-death experience.

"Don't touch Susu, draw my blood!" Ning Zihao staggered to pull out the infusion tube, but the bodyguard handcuffed his hands behind his back and forced him to kneel on the ground.

"Trade your life for hers? Playing the role of affection?" Nanchuan Shijue sneered and pressed the acceleration button, watching the dark red liquid pouring into the blood bag.

"Get out of here!" Ning Zihao screamed and struggled madly.

"If you dare to pull out the needle, I'll turn her into a living blood bank and draw a can of blood every day to water the flowers." Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were sinister, and his fingers stroked Ning Fengsheng's bleeding lips. "Even if she used all her organs, they wouldn't be worth a drop of Shengsheng's blood!"

When the five bags of blood were filled and taken for sterile operation, it was discovered that the blood was type B, not Rh negative.

Nanchuan Shijue's face was full of murderous intent!

How did Ning Fengsheng donate blood if it wasn't the same blood type? Where did the donated blood go?

"Could there be a mistake?" Moss was very surprised.

The doctor replied in panic: "There is absolutely no mistake. The patient's blood type is type B. We checked it several times..."

Ning Zihao, who was firmly controlled by the bodyguard, suddenly stopped struggling and looked at Su Wu with a blank look.

Nanchuan Shijue strode up to Su Wu and grabbed the woman by the collar: "Pretending to be dead? Open your eyes!"

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"Fuck!" He dragged the woman's head against the wrought iron bed frame and slammed it hard. "Do you like to pretend to be sick? Tomorrow the whole city will know that you are receiving electric shock treatment in the psychiatric department!"

"Su Su!" Ning Zihao frantically broke free from the bodyguard, rushed to the hospital bed, and protected the beaten Su Wu.

Nanchuan Shijue was furious again. He grabbed Ning Zihao and pressed him against Ning Fengsheng's bed, emitting a bloody and violent aura: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. The woman you almost killed is here."

Ning Fengsheng's face was pale, and his body was curled up in an insecure posture while he was unconscious.

"Can't you see she's dying?!"

During this reunion, Ning Zihao didn't look at her carefully...

At this moment, looking at Ning Fengsheng's haggard face, bloodless lips, and thin body that could not even be held in one hand.

As if sensing his presence, Ning Fengsheng unconsciously called out, "Brother..."

Ning Zihao trembled all over.

When Nanchuan Shijue heard those two words, it was like a sharp knife piercing his eardrums!

This blind brother is still left to die? She dared to still shout in her dream...

"You? Are you worthy of being called brother by her?" Nanchuan Shijue pressed his head against the wall.

The heart rate monitor suddenly fluctuated chaotically, the alarm sounded, and Ning Fengsheng's breath became weaker and weaker.

The doctor shouted nervously: "The patient has lost a lot of blood... he needs a blood transfusion urgently!"

"Young Master, we should solve Miss Ning's blood source problem first..." Moss was also anxious and angry.

Ning Zihao's pupils were dilated, and he reached out to touch Ning Fengsheng, but Nanchuan Shijue twisted his wrist.

"From now on, you are no longer qualified to touch her!"

Ning Zihao knelt on the ground in pain, and a group of medical staff rushed forward to check Ning Fengsheng's vital signs.

At the same time, the big screens in major shopping malls, markets, and busy streets switched scenes:

"An urgent news interruption. A female patient at the North City Hospital is in urgent need of Rh-negative blood. We are now seeking volunteers to donate blood. As a token of our gratitude, the original owner will offer $100,000 per 100 ml. Limited spots available, first come, first served."

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The raindrops meandered on the window like tear marks.

When Ning Zihao limped and rang the alarm bell, Nanchuan Shijue was hanging Su Wu on the blood transfusion stand.

His dark green tie was tightly strangling the woman's neck, and the wound on her forehead was oozing blood, dripping from her purple cheek!

"Do you like being a patient?" He increased the speed of the blood transfusion pump again. "You'll be hospitalized as long as you want!"

Su Wu was about to suffocate to death, but she didn't dare to open her eyes or cry out in pain.

"Drain her blood until she has only her last breath... let her taste the pain that Shengsheng went through!"

"Master, Miss Ning is trembling..." Moss reminded softly.

The cold white light of the hospital fell on Ning Fengsheng's eyelashes. After her blood transfusion, her cheeks became rosy.

Nanchuan Shijue suddenly quieted down, and all the violent and bloody aura subsided the moment he looked at her...

Moss winked and the bodyguard immediately untied Su Wu who was hanging on the rack.

We can't cause any loss of life...

Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain when Miss Ning wakes up.