Chapter 57 Where is Shang You?
In the end, He Zhimo didn't move at all. He just held his broken calves in his arms and let others do whatever they wanted.
Doctor Lin vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he treated the little guy's external injuries.
Just as I stood up to talk to Mr. He, I looked up and saw Mr. He standing by the window with a frosty face, staring at a certain place darkly, as if he was dead.
"Mr. He..."
Without waiting for Dr. Lin to say anything, He Cong slowly withdrew his gaze, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Dr. Lin, please go back first."
It was obvious that Mr. He did not want to tell him the relevant details, so Dr. Lin did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only respond in a low voice, then closed the door and walked out.
He Cong's face showed no emotion. He walked back to the edge of the bed, lowered his head and touched He Zhimo's little head. His low and cold voice sounded normal: "Does it still hurt?"
He Zhimo still had that little face down and ignored everyone.
"Momo——"
He Cong had just started talking and hadn't even finished his words when He Zhimo suddenly grabbed the quilt on the small bed and covered himself with it.
In the darkness, the little guy clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, curled himself up into a ball, and pouted his little mouth. Although he didn't cry out loud, his tears soon soaked the quilt under his face.
He Cong sat by the bed and looked down for a while, then gently pulled out the quilt, picked up the little boy whose face was red and full of tears, and wiped away his tears bit by bit.
He held the cub's head against his shoulder, and gently stroked the little guy's sobbing shoulders with his large palms, coaxing him in a low voice: "Daddy will hold you to sleep."
He Zhimo still refused to speak and just buried his little face in his father's shoulder, crying silently until he fell asleep.
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The other side.
Shang Youqing forced himself to drive the car and stopped halfway despite the burning pain in his heart. Finally, he could no longer bear it and cried out a mouthful of thick black blood.
Her hands were on the steering wheel, and the burned meridians were affected, causing her to feel uncontrollably numb and spasm in pain.
Even so, Shang Youqing still endured the severe pain and slowly looked at the rearview mirror.
The image of the young chick that had stumbled and crawled after her crying was no longer there. She was still staring at the car mirror in a trance, refusing to look away for a long time.
My ears were buzzing, and I could almost hear He Zhimo crying and begging her to stay...
Such a young body, fell a full eleven times...
I don't know how painful it will be...
Shang Youqing's hands, which were so pale that they were almost transparent, covered his heart, which was in great pain, and he suddenly cried out a mouthful of blood.
My vision was squeezed by an unknown dull feeling, and it became increasingly blurred due to the pain.
But Shang Youqing knew that now was not the time to give up.
She raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth vigorously. Because her weak spiritual veins were no longer able to support the Phoenix Fire Array that would activate the teleportation, Shang Youqing could only persevere and drive the car all the way to Lu Jingchi's residence.
She had already made all the plans before she decided to swallow the killing barrier.
After devouring the killing barrier in He Zhimo's body and helping the little guy successfully survive his first tail molting, she had to bring Shang You back to Wutong Mountain safely before the killing barrier completely attacked her heart meridians.
Only in this way can she have no worries.
However, what Shang Youqing did not expect was that when she rushed back to Lu Jingchi's house as quickly as possible, she found that Lu Jingchi's door was open and not closed tightly.
Shang Youqing's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she pushed the door open and went in.
Lu Jingchi fell unconscious on the sofa clutching a thick stack of scripts. Shang Youqing opened every door in the house and searched, and finally saw a shiny red rope with the lock untied on the table in the study.
That was the red protective rope she tied around Shang You and never took it off.
And now it seemed to have been deliberately left on the most conspicuous table, waiting for her to come and discover it.
Shang Youqing clenched the red rope with cold fingers and turned to walk out.
Lu Jingchi was just awakened by the noise of Shang Youqing coming in and out. He rubbed his eyes drowsily and just sat up from the sofa when he was picked up by Shang Youqing who came out of the study.
"Senior Sister! Why are you back? Just now——"
Lu Jingchi was halfway through his words when he suddenly noticed that his senior sister's face was extremely pale, and...
Shang Youqing interrupted him and asked, "Where's Shang You?"
"Youyou, she..." Lu Jingchi's pupils suddenly constricted. He turned around and looked around, then said with lingering fear, "Senior Sister, Senior Brother just came to see me! I just went out to open the door, I, I didn't expect..."
The answer was consistent with Shang Youqing's guess at the moment. Shang Youqing said nothing and pushed the door open.
As expected, the call was not connected, and just as she was about to drive to where Mu Weiting was, a familiar black business car stopped by the roadside.
As she approached, the person inside slowly lowered the window.
Mu Jiuhan sat in the car, leisurely looking at her pale and cold face, "Junior Sister, look at you, you have made yourself so embarrassed again——"
Before Mu Jiuhan finished speaking, Shang Youqing reached out with a thin but powerful hand, clamping his carotid artery fiercely, as if he could break his neck in an instant if he wasn't careful.
She stood in front of the car window, her expression indifferent, her cold white lips slightly parted, "Where is Shang You?"
Mu Jiuhan was strangled by the neck, and squinted his eyes slightly in pain, but he still smiled at her with a good temper, "Don't worry, little sister, Youyou is fine, you can get in the car first."
Shang Youqing stared at him expressionlessly for a moment, then let go of his hand, opened the car door and got in.
The car was put into automatic driving mode. Not long after leaving the city center, Mu Jiuhan leaned towards Shang Youqing, who was leaning against the back of the seat with his eyes slightly closed.
Because he was suffering from the pain brought by devouring the killing barrier, Shang Youqing's Phoenix Spiritual Vein was gradually weakening, and his cold and beautiful face was becoming paler and paler.
His slender, cool hand slowly caressed Shang Youqing's beautifully contoured chin, infusing it with spiritual energy. He couldn't help but murmur regretfully, "It's been three years, how come you still don't learn your lesson?"
"Didn't I advise Junior Sister to stay away from the father and son of the He family a long time ago? You refused to do so. Now look what you've done, you've made yourself..."
A clear sound of bone breaking was heard.
It was Shang Youqing who broke off the fingers that Mu Jiuhan had just touched on his cheek. Mu Jiuhan gasped and met Shang Youqing's cold eyes that had opened at some point. "Mu Jiuhan, my patience is limited."
He was forced to sit back down and slowly repaired his broken finger. "How about this, little junior sister, you just come back to North America with me. I promise to spare you the pain of Nirvana. Then, I will naturally let you meet Youyou."
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