Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

No one noticed anything strange about her.

Everybody was walking around.

Ye Haichuan sat on the sofa with a cotton swab pressed on the blood drawing port, the man in the white coat was taking out a new syringe from the medicine box, Ye Tingchu sat at the dining table nearby drinking pork rib soup, Fang Siwan stood there talking to the man in the white coat.

It's still raining heavily outside the window.

The indoor lights are bright, illuminating the luxurious decoration of the villa.

Ye Kong stood on the stairs, and only walked down slowly until Ye Haichuan urged her again.

Walking to Ye Haichuan's side, he was at an angle where he could fully see every move of the man in the white coat.

Ye Kong asked in a low voice: "What are you drawing blood for?"

"Just in case of emergency." Ye Haichuan turned to look at her. "In this family, only you and your brother inherited my genes. The three of us have panda blood, so we usually draw a tube of blood every year and put it in the blood bank as insurance."

"..." Ye Kong was silent for a moment, "I don't want to smoke."

"..." Ye Haichuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her in surprise, "Why?"

He said slowly, "Our blood type is relatively rare. If there is an emergency that requires a blood transfusion, the blood bank may not be able to dispatch it in time."

Observing Ye Kong's expression, Ye Haichuan smiled calmly and continued slowly: "Speaking of which, I was able to do this thanks to your brother. When he was about eleven or twelve years old, he climbed a tree and fell down. He had a big cut on his back and almost lost too much blood. Later, blood was urgently transferred from the blood bank in the nearby city to save his life."

"Or..." Ye Haichuan continued, "If you are worried about anemia, your mother consulted a doctor and a nutritionist after you came back from the ski resort. The meals she made for you every day were in accordance with the doctor's advice. Now that you have replenished enough blood, you can draw blood. If you are still worried... let's draw less?"

The man's tone was tentative, as if he was coaxing a child.

Ye Kong glanced at him.

Ye Haichuan paused, then said naturally: "But it's okay if you don't want to smoke. Our family pays so much tax to the city, and we can always enjoy some privileges under special circumstances."

In just a few seconds, no one knew what Ye Kong was thinking. Anyway, when she raised her head, she looked cold and indifferent.

"Come on."

She sat down on the sofa and snuggled into the soft cushions.

"Then, should we draw less?" The doctor turned around with the syringe and looked at Ye Haichuan.

Ye Haichuan nodded.

The doctor walked over here, and Fang Siwan followed him and sat next to Ye Kong, reaching out and touching her hair: "Our Kong Kong won't be afraid of injections, right?"

The teasing smile earned Ye Kong a frown and an unhappy look.

She sat up in a second, rolled up the sleeves of her loose home clothes, looked at the doctor coldly and said, "Drain."

The doctor froze all over, feeling that Miss Ye San's eyes were not looking at a doctor who was just going to draw blood from her, but at an enemy who was pointing a knife at her.

But blood still needs to be drawn.

After a series of operations, the tweezers holding the sterilized cotton approached the green blood vessels under the girl's skin.

Her dark eyes were fixed on the needle, and before she knew it, her whole body had become tense to the extreme, and even her face had turned pale.

Fang Siwan, who had been planning to laugh at her daughter's joke, gradually stopped laughing. She touched her face and said, "Don't look. If you can't see it, you won't be scared."

But Ye Kong seemed not to hear anything.

Her eyes were fixed on the approaching needle, and both of her hands could not help but slowly clench into fists, squeezing them tightly.

The needle tip approached the skin and Ye Kong held his breath.

But after a moment, the needle did not go in.

The doctor looked up with some embarrassment: "You have to relax your muscles and unclench your fist, otherwise it will be difficult for me to inject you."

"..."

Ye Kong's eyelashes moved and he loosened his fists slightly.

At this time, Ye Tingchu, who had been drinking soup beside him, suddenly put down the bowl, strode over, and held the doctor's hand: "Forget it, don't draw it, next time..."

"Need not."

The one who spoke was Ye Kong.

She had completely opened her fist, and looked at no one but the doctor: "Pump."

She still didn't look away, and even urged coldly: "Hurry up."

The doctor looked at Ye Tingchu, and Ye Tingchu stared at Ye Kong. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with her, he let go of her hand suspiciously.

The cold and sharp needle finally pierced the skin. The doctor's professional skills were obviously very good. He quickly pierced the blood vessel with almost no pain. The feeling was like a light bite from an ant.

Ye Kong stared at the piece of skin pierced by the needle, and then watched the scarlet blood pouring into the transparent syringe as the doctor moved. His expression looked a little strange, like a child who felt new and unfamiliar with acupuncture, his eyes almost frozen as he stared at the needle.

But other than that, there were no other reactions and the body looked very relaxed.

Ye Tingchu, who had been staring at her, took a step back and breathed a sigh of relief.

200ml of blood was put into a bag and placed in the medical kit.

"Ok?"

Ye Kong pressed the bleeding wound and asked with an unhappy look on his face.

"Okay, okay, let's have a big meal tonight to make up for it." Fang Siwan held her hand and blew gently twice on the place where the cotton swab was pressed.

"..." Ye Kong was shocked and subconsciously shrank back. After a moment, he hesitantly extended his hand forward.

Fang Siwan was also stunned for a moment, but then she smiled and lowered her head to blow on her.

Ye Kong then took his hand back and gave her a strange look: "Call me when it's time to eat."

She went upstairs holding her arm.

Watching the girl's back disappear around the corner of the corridor, Ye Haichuan touched his chin and looked at Ye Tingchu: "I remember your brother was also afraid of injections when he was a child. Could it be that Kong Kong is the same as him?"

Ye Tingchu shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Fang Siwan said at the side: "But Ye Zhen was only afraid when he was a child. He was no longer afraid when he was a little older. He was even ashamed to talk about it."

After thinking for a while, Fang Siwan said, "Could it be that... phobia of sharp objects? I know a lady who is afraid of sharp things. There is no special reason. It's just like some people are born afraid of birds or large objects."

……

The family of three was discussing downstairs whether Ye Kong was afraid of injections or of all sharp objects.

Ye Kong stood upstairs with his back against the door for a long time before he slowly walked to the bed, took out the cotton swab, and threw it into the trash can without even looking at it.

Then she fell backwards into the large bed.

The floor-to-ceiling window not far away was half covered by curtains, and the other half exposed the world outside the window where heavy rain was pouring down.

The dusk was gloomy, and the lights in the villa area were turned on one by one, lighting up dim halos in the rain.

There was no light on in Ye Kong's bedroom.

Against the backdrop of the dim light outside, the room seemed dark and gloomy.

She lay motionless in the shadow for a long time, until the cold sweat gathered into drops on her forehead and slid onto the sheets, bringing a cool touch. She suddenly realized that her whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

"..."

Ye Kong sat up suddenly.

In the darkness, her silence was more like a silent but extreme anger.