When Yang Mufan heard the name she called out, his dark eyes suddenly darkened and became lifeless...
Looking blankly at the pale Mu Wanqing, mumbling Ji Lianjing's name over and over again, the hurt in Yang Mufan's eyes was clearly visible.
His thin, dry and cracked lips were trembling uncontrollably.
Finally, listening to her shouting "It hurts so much", Yang Mufan gritted his teeth, tore off a sleeve of his shirt, wrapped it around Mu Wanqing's bleeding head, and then whispered softly: "No.
Asleep, I will take you to the hospital right away."
As he said that, he reached out to hug her.
However, as soon as he exerted force, his dislocated arm felt a sharp, dull pain, like a wave rising thousands of feet high, hitting every nerve in his body with overwhelming ferocity.
Yang Mufan groaned in pain.
However, he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pick her up, turned and walked downstairs.
On weekdays, let alone going down the next floor, even if he climbed up to the twentieth floor in one breath, Yang Mufan wouldn't even take a breath.
However, at this moment, for him who was covered in injuries, it was difficult and laborious for him to even lift his leg, let alone going down a floor. Every step he took, his injured right leg seemed to have countless knives.
He was chopping his bones brutally.
Yang Mufan felt that it had never been so difficult to move. No matter how hard he held Mu Wanqing and ran like crazy, he could not reach the door.
The sight stained red by blood became increasingly blurry, the lights in the corridor became darker and darker, and the whole world was spinning.
His whole body was so weak that it was difficult to even take a breath of fresh air.
Yang Mufan had never felt so tired before. Not only his body, but also his soul was so tired that he was about to faint.
His only thought was to fall down and have a good sleep.
However, he forced himself to hold on for dear life.
As if a century had passed, Yang Mufan finally carried Mu Wanqing out of the bar and wanted to drive her to the hospital.
But the sports car parked at the door has disappeared.
Yang Mufan held Mu Wanqing in his arms and stood at the door. He searched urgently for several times, but couldn't find the car. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and run to the hospital with Mu Wanqing in his arms.
At first, he still had some strength.
But later, when he took a step, he would gasp violently, and then rest for a long time before he had the strength to take the next step...
The road in the early morning, shrouded in dim street lights, looked extremely peaceful and quiet. It was long and winding with no end in sight. Yang Mufan held Mu Wanqing in his arms and walked for who knows how far until the last trace of strength in his body was exhausted.
When he was exhausted, a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and he finally fell down with no strength...
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Mu Wanqing had a long, long dream.
I dreamed that I fell into an endless black hole, and countless monsters and monsters were gnawing at my body like crazy.
No matter how hard she struggled or ran, she just couldn't escape.
She was bitten by a terrifying and ferocious ghost, causing blood dripping from her body, bruises all over her body, and pain all over her body.
In the dream, she cried and shouted for help, but no one responded to her.
Just when she was extremely desperate, she unexpectedly saw Yang Mufan also in the black hole.
What was different from her was that instead of biting him, the monsters and monsters even bowed their heads and bowed to him respectfully.
Seeing him passing by her, Mu Wanqing instinctively shouted for help.
But Yang Mufan just glanced at her coldly, and then walked away heartlessly. No matter how she shouted, he never looked back...
"Wanqing?! Wanqing?!" The urgent male voice penetrated her eardrums.
Mu Wanqing was shaken awake while crying.
She gradually regained consciousness, and when she opened her eyes, Ji Lianjing's handsome face full of anxiety came into her eyes immediately...
**
Chapter 393, Feifei has revised it. There are several chapters after that, which have also been slightly revised. You can go back and read it again. If you don’t want to go back and read it, it will not affect your reading. There will be no updates in the early morning. Feifei is not in the mood now. Tomorrow
Update in the afternoon or evening. When Yang Mufan heard her calling out her name, his dark eyes suddenly darkened and became very quiet...
Looking blankly at the pale Mu Wanqing, mumbling Ji Lianjing's name over and over again, the hurt in Yang Mufan's eyes was clearly visible.
His thin, dry and cracked lips were trembling uncontrollably.
Finally, listening to her shouting "It hurts so much", Yang Mufan gritted his teeth, tore off a sleeve of his shirt, wrapped it around Mu Wanqing's bleeding head, and then whispered softly: "No.
Asleep, I will take you to the hospital right away."
As he said that, he reached out to hug her.
However, as soon as he exerted force, his dislocated arm felt a sharp, dull pain, like a wave rising thousands of feet high, hitting every nerve in his body with overwhelming ferocity.
Yang Mufan groaned in pain.
However, he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pick her up, turned and walked downstairs.
On weekdays, let alone going down the next floor, even if he climbed up to the twentieth floor in one breath, Yang Mufan wouldn't even take a breath.
However, at this moment, for him who was covered in injuries, it was difficult and laborious for him to even lift his leg, let alone going down a floor. Every step he took, his injured right leg seemed to have countless knives.
He was chopping his bones brutally.
Yang Mufan felt that it had never been so difficult to move. No matter how hard he held Mu Wanqing and ran like crazy, he could not reach the door.
The sight stained red by blood became increasingly blurry, the lights in the corridor became darker and darker, and the whole world was spinning.
His whole body was so weak that it was difficult to even take a breath of fresh air.
Yang Mufan had never felt so tired before. Not only his body, but also his soul was so tired that he was about to faint.
His only thought was to fall down and have a good sleep.
However, he forced himself to hold on for dear life.
As if a century had passed, Yang Mufan finally carried Mu Wanqing out of the bar and wanted to drive her to the hospital.
But the sports car parked at the door has disappeared.
Yang Mufan held Mu Wanqing in his arms and stood at the door. He searched urgently for several times, but couldn't find the car. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and run to the hospital with Mu Wanqing in his arms.
At first, he still had some strength.
But later, when he took a step, he would gasp violently, and then rest for a long time before he had the strength to take the next step...
The road in the early morning, shrouded in dim street lights, looked extremely peaceful and quiet. It was long and winding with no end in sight. Yang Mufan held Mu Wanqing in his arms and walked for who knows how far until the last trace of strength in his body was exhausted.
When he was exhausted, a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and he finally fell down with no strength...
************************************************
Mu Wanqing had a long, long dream.
I dreamed that I fell into an endless black hole, and countless monsters and monsters were gnawing at my body like crazy.
No matter how hard she struggled or ran, she just couldn't escape.
She was bitten by a terrifying and ferocious ghost, causing blood dripping from her body, bruises all over her body, and pain all over her body.
In the dream, she cried and shouted for help, but no one responded to her.
Just when she was extremely desperate, she unexpectedly saw Yang Mufan also in the black hole.
What was different from her was that instead of biting him, the monsters and monsters even bowed their heads and bowed to him respectfully.
Seeing him passing by her, Mu Wanqing instinctively shouted for help.
But Yang Mufan just glanced at her coldly, and then walked away heartlessly. No matter how she shouted, he never looked back...
"Wanqing?! Wanqing?!" The urgent male voice penetrated her eardrums.
Mu Wanqing was shaken awake while crying.
She gradually regained consciousness, and when she opened her eyes, Ji Lianjing's handsome face full of anxiety came into her eyes immediately...
**
Chapter 393, Feifei has revised it. There are several chapters after that, which have also been slightly revised. You can go back and read it again. If you don’t want to go back and read it, it will not affect your reading. There will be no updates in the early morning. Feifei is not in the mood now. Tomorrow
