I live on my wife

The fire that filled the sky seemed to ignite everything.

She gradually lost her strength.

The next moment, Cheng Nanchu suddenly opened his eyes, and the lost strength of his body seemed to return.She stood up and discovered something in shock.

Her wounds healed.

Inconceivably, she untied the blanket, and on her skin, there were only bloodstains left. If it wasn't for the fact that Yanze City was still lying on the ground, and the ground was full of mess, she would have felt that she was dreaming.

"Yanze City?" Cheng Nanchu cautiously approached Yanze City, kicked him once, and his clothes were already in strips.

Looking at the phone in his hand, Cheng Nanchu hesitated, but in the end he didn't make a call. He pulled Yan Zecheng up from the ground and checked it for him.

His body fell on the shards of glass, without any injuries, and the blood stains on his forehead just hit by her could only be seen with blood stains.

The wound has also healed!

Cheng Nanchu was stunned by this astonishing discovery, and sat there blankly.

The two of them, what is going on?
The sound of opening the door changed Cheng Nanchu's thoughts.

"Young Master Yan...Yanze City." As soon as Lu Yao entered the door with the document in hand, he saw the messy scene on the ground.

Glass shards, the vase was broken into pieces, and they were all stained with blood, just like the murder scene.

"What's going on?" Lu Yao's voice trembled, looking at Cheng Nanchu and shouted sharply.

Cheng Nanchu was shocked by the yelling, and stepped back, but his eyes were a little frightened.

Seeing the blood on Cheng Nanchu's body, Lu Yao was also taken aback, and pushed his glasses to cover up his emotions.

"I, I..." Cheng Nanchu came to his senses, but he didn't know how to speak.

Lu Yao is the closest person in Yanze City, but does he know?Even if it was said, would anyone believe such absurd and bizarre things?
"Miss Cheng, please help me first." Lu Yao sighed deeply and helped Yan Zecheng up.

Cheng Nanchu thought for a while, then got up quickly, and together with Lu Yao helped Yanze City upstairs.

The door on the second floor opened, and the layout was the same as when she came in last time, but when Lu Yao pushed open the bedroom door, Cheng Nanchu's footsteps stopped.

In the bedroom, except for a bed, there are iron chains all around, and the thick chains reflect a cold light under the light.

"I..." Cheng Nanchu saw that Yan Zecheng's breathing gradually began to stabilize, and looked at Lu Yao with some embarrassment.

"You've seen it all." Lu Yao looked at Cheng Nanchu's shocked face, and smiled mockingly.

Cheng Nanchu frowned, went through everything quickly in his mind, and then affirmed that Yanze City trusted Lu Yao very much. "What's the matter with him? Why..."

"Why did he get sick suddenly? It shouldn't be." Lu Yao didn't answer Cheng Nanchu's question.

Cheng Nanchu knew that Lu Yao didn't trust him, so he kept his mouth shut.

"Miss Cheng, we'll talk about everything when Young Master Yan wakes up. Please take care of me here. I'll go out and make a phone call." Lu Yao went out with his mobile phone.

Cheng Nanchu looked around, and his emotions gradually calmed down. He found a tissue to wipe his leg. The deep wound on it had disappeared without a trace.But it is certain that Yanze City has indeed sucked her blood.

In this room, the temperature was very low, and she felt very cold all over, so she slowly lay down on the stomach.

Yan Zecheng opened his eyes, the light was too dazzling, turned his face away, and saw Cheng Nanchu lying on the bedside, sleeping.

Everything that happened was also played back in his mind. In the last scene, he pinned Cheng Nanchu under his body.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Lu Yao opened the door and came in, and he was relieved when he saw that Yanze City finally woke up.

"I'm fine, when did you come?" Yan Zecheng sat up, feeling that there was nothing wrong with him, and his body was not only not uncomfortable, but also full of strength.

Lu Yao then told what he saw one by one.

After Yan Zecheng listened, he looked at Cheng Nanchu with dark eyes.

"Miss Cheng..." Lu Yao asked with some difficulty.

"Let the doctor come here first. I am so ill this time, and I am surprised that she is still here so safe and sound." Yan Zecheng pursed his lips.

Lu Yao nodded: "OK."

After Yan Zecheng finished speaking, he reached out to touch Cheng Nanchu, only to find that her body temperature was frighteningly high. She was not asleep at all, but had a high fever and passed out.

Seeing Cheng Nanchu's face flushed, Lu Yao also realized that something was wrong.

"Her wound..." Yan Zecheng looked at Cheng Nanchu's leg. If he remembered correctly, he should have lost control and bit her. Could it be a hallucination?

Before Yan Zecheng finished speaking, he saw the blood-stained ball of paper thrown in the trash can next to him.

Not an illusion.

There was a sea of ​​flames, and Cheng Nanchu saw the fire and blood again, and there was a rumbling explosion in his ears.

Cheng Nanchu desperately wanted to struggle, and opened his eyes in horror, but he didn't have any strength in his body. He wanted to get up, but fell back again.

"Miss Cheng is awake." It was the gentle and kind voice of the nanny.

Cheng Nanchu was a little startled. Seeing the nanny reaching out to touch his forehead, he flinched subconsciously.

"Miss Cheng's high fever persisted in the afternoon, but it frightened people. How do you feel now?"

He was still in the villa in Yanze City, and it was still his own room. The curtains were not closed, and it was already pitch black outside.

"Fever?" She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"That's right, it's fine if you wake up, I'll notify Master Yan right away." After the nanny said that, she got up and went out.

Not long after, Yan Zecheng opened the door and came in, followed by two doctors in white coats.

The doctor checked Cheng Nanchu: "There's nothing wrong. You must pay attention to the problem of malnutrition. You can't toss your body just to lose weight."

Hearing this, Yan Zecheng looked at Cheng Nanchu's slapped face, which was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his expression was complicated.

"You have something to tell me." Cheng Nanchu said softly.

Lu Yao who was standing at the door heard this, glanced at Yanze City, and took the two doctors out.

"Sorry to trouble you." Yan Zecheng said softly.

Cheng Nanchu shook his head and struggled to sit up: "What is your disease? My teacher, Professor Zhang, the medicine researched in the laboratory, must be related to your disease."

Cheng Nanchu's tone was very affirmative, and Yan Zecheng did not refute.

"My blood is useful to you, so you let those people draw my blood frequently." Cheng Nanchu's voice was very soft, but it was a bit heavy in Yan Zecheng's ears.

"Yes."