How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo subconsciously went to wipe it for him, but the nosebleed kept flowing, staining Huo Yancheng's white silk shirt red.

He was so frightened that his voice trembled as he asked, "Huo Yancheng, what's wrong with you? Do you want to call your family doctor over? Why can't you stop the nosebleed?"

Huo Yancheng, however, watched him busying around with a smile on his face, plugging his nose, asking him to raise his right hand, and even reasoning with him: "Raise your right hand if your left nostril is bleeding, and it will stop bleeding... Ah, why doesn't it work?"

Huo Yancheng had seen enough of his busyness, and finally said, "Okay, stop working, you won't die. It will only last for ten minutes at most, and it will be fine in a while."

Jiang Luo frowned and whispered, "Ten minutes? With this amount of bleeding, how much blood will be lost in ten minutes?"

Huo Yancheng shrugged indifferently: "Who knows? Anyway, I have frequent bleeding. I have been bleeding for twenty years, and I am still alive and well, right?"

Jiang Luo thought to himself, forget it, if I hadn’t arrived in time you would have already reported to the King of Hell.

At this moment, a prompt sounded from the system: "Alarm, the target furnace's vital signs are fading. Do you want to consume ten points of Yin Qi to stop the loss?"

Jiang Luo: ...Wait, what do you mean by fading vital signs?

The next second, Huo Yancheng fell limply on his bed, his face covered with blood from his nose, like a blooming blood-red rose.

The shocking red made Jiang Luo panic. He asked Bai Fu: "Xiaobai, come and see Huo Yancheng, what happened to him?"

Bai Fu in the system woke up instantly, and after a moment he said, "Master, I don't know what he did, he consumed a lot of vitality, and he's dying again... Weird, this shouldn't be the case!"

Jiang Luo was so angry when he heard this that he asked anxiously, "So the only way to save him is to consume Yin Qi?"

Bai Fu nodded: "Yes, if the master hadn't brought back 15 points of Yin Qi in time, I'm afraid your furnace tripod would have been lost. The master has been through so many disasters. It's hard to find a suitable furnace tripod, but it's so difficult to maintain."

Jiang Luo said: "Then don't just stand there, save him!"

At this moment, Jiang Luo felt as if a mouthful of blood was choking his chest, and he wondered if his life span would be reduced by ten after the full twenty years?

After working all night, this happened and we are back to the time before liberation.

Eight plus fifteen minus ten, we get: thirteen days left to live.

He asked Bai Fu: "Why is this happening? His illness will quickly consume his vitality even if he stays still?"

Bai Fu couldn't really tell, he just said, "His Yang energy is too strong, like a god. To put it bluntly, the human body can't contain such a strong Yang energy. In fact, dying early would be a relief for him, and living would be painful instead."

Jiang Luo doesn't think so. All living things seek survival, and as long as they are alive, they should be cherished.

However, most of the Yin Qi that he had brought back with great difficulty was consumed just like that. Jiang Luo was so angry that he couldn't help but twist Huo Yancheng's ear.

If he wasn't a patient, he would have been beaten up.

There was no other way, he could only drag him to the bed, make him lie down, and cover him with a quilt.

He wrung out a wet towel and wiped the blood off his face.

Huo Yancheng, who was lying motionless, had a unique kind of handsomeness. He had high brow bones and a straight nose bridge. Even when looking at him from such a close distance, there was no flaw in his appearance.

Even though I felt bad about the ten points of Yin Qi, I could still calm down because I could appreciate her beauty up close.

Bai Fu was still persuading him: "Master, this furnace is really useless. You might as well get married to him as soon as possible while he is still alive. Absorb as much Yang energy as you can. Otherwise, if he dies, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?"

Jiang Luo frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I saved him only because we both needed each other. He was forced to marry me. What... house?"

These two words made Jiang Luo blush. After all, they were two men, and he was unwilling to be inferior to others. Which man would be willing to be poked by another man?

Bai Fu disagreed: "After all, the master saved his life, so of course he should be used by the master. Oh, the master is afraid that he will not submit? Don't worry, leave everything to Bai Fu. Bai Fu has practiced the way of Hehuan for a few days, and I guarantee that he will bow down to you, the master."

The corners of Jiang Luo's lips twitched, and he thought to himself, listen to what you are saying, is it human language?

Seeing that Bai Fu was getting more and more outrageous, Jiang Luo finally couldn't stand it anymore and changed the subject, "By the way, Xiaobai, are there any other tasks to do? Don't make the level too high this time. If it weren't for Mr. Fan's help last time, we might have been in trouble."

When Xiao Bai mentioned this, his tone showed some doubt: "Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a big mistake in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Tracking System. Master, I need to meet Chi Yan, maybe he can explain the situation this time."

Jiang Luo responded and asked, "Where is Chi Yan?"

Bai Fu said: "I'll send him a message and arrange a time to meet. He's quite busy, and is busy contacting the Ghost Master's other subordinates who are still in the ghost world."

As he spoke, Bai Fu opened the chat interface of the Wangui System and sent a message to Chi Yan.

After a long time without a reply, Bai Fu said awkwardly: "Master, maybe Chi Yan is busy. Don't worry, there are still more than ten days left. Let's wait slowly. And you should not be exposed to those evil spirits continuously. Your mana has not been fully recovered, and it is not good for your health to consume it all the time."

Jiang Luo nodded to show that he understood, glanced at Huo Yancheng who was still sleeping and said, "Then let's go downstairs and eat something first!"

Anyway, Huo Yancheng is fine now. In order to prevent Mr. Huo from worrying, he plans not to tell him about this.

After all this trouble, it was already four or five in the evening. Jiang Luo went downstairs and found that everyone in the Huo family was at home, except Huo Yandong.

Wu Jinrong was standing in front of the sofa, reporting her recent work to Mr. Huo with a smile on her face. It could be seen that the Huo's company had made a lot of profits recently, and even Mr. Huo showed a satisfied expression on his face.

I thought I could get away with what happened today, but the next second, Mr. Huo threw the report on the table and said to Wu Jinrong, "What happened to Yandong? Why was he arrested?"

Jiang Luo was about to step down the stairs when he was startled. He thought, no way? Huo Yandong was arrested?

Last night, Huo Yandong and his friends were hung upside down on a tree by the ghost baby. They were tormented for most of the night. Although they were not hanged to death, they must have suffered a lot.

But after the ghost baby's barrier was broken, he and his cronies were let down and fell to the ground in a disorderly manner.

They were still asleep when the police arrived, so they shouldn't be involved in the Yuan family's case, right?

Wu Jinrong downstairs hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Dad, please listen to my explanation. Yandong is also a victim in this matter. He and his friends were kind-hearted and wanted to see the unconscious child of the Yuan family. Who knew that the old man of the Yuan family committed a crime... It was reported on the news this morning that he kidnapped babies to practice witchcraft and dug out more than a dozen baby corpses from the island in his artificial lake. Yandong and his friends just bumped into each other, and the police took them to the police station for questioning as a routine matter. Who knew that some colorful pills were found on one of his friends. I swear these pills have nothing to do with Yandong, it's just that one of his friends was involved. I just called to ask, and the police also said that it has little to do with him, and he can go home as long as the investigation is clear."

Mr. Huo put the teacup he was holding down heavily down and snorted, "Your son is a good man! He doesn't learn good things, but eats, drinks and has fun with a bunch of bad friends every day. Now he's even involved in drugs! Even if he hasn't done anything, he will become a bird of a feather sooner or later if he hangs out with those people every day!"

Wu Jinrong immediately said nervously, "No, Dad, don't worry, I will strictly discipline him in the future. Starting tomorrow, I will keep him under house arrest until he completely cuts off contact with those improper friends."

Jiang Luo, who was eavesdropping in the corner, was a little surprised, thinking that Huo Yandong was involved in a drug case, no wonder he was detained by the police station.

In his previous life, he and Huo Yandong did not have much communication. Every time he came to see him, the other party would say some drunken words unilaterally. However, he had never heard that he was involved in drugs.

Later in the evening, Huo Yandong was picked up by the housekeeper. He went crazy in the living room, shouting that he was framed and that the colorful pills on his friend were also planted.

In the end, he was scolded by Mr. Huo and locked up in his own room in the backyard.

Jiang Luo waited until they finished making noise before slowly going downstairs. He was so hungry that he was trembling with hunger.

When Mr. Huo saw him, his expression eased a little. He waved at him and asked, "Xiao Jiang, how is your application going? I heard that the application has started in the next two days. Which department do you plan to apply for?"

Jiang Luo replied: "I have already applied. I applied for the Department of Economics and Management at H University. If nothing goes wrong, I should be admitted."

When Mr. Huo heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Oh? Really? That's amazing! The Department of Economics and Management is the best major in H University, and it's not worse than Peking University."

Jiang Luo was originally a top student with good grades and good looks. He would be pampered in any ordinary family. Unfortunately, his original family was not that good and he had never experienced the warmth of family.

But Mr. Huo gave him a sense of home. He sat down next to Mr. Huo obediently and said, "It's nothing. I don't have any other strengths except that I can read."

Hearing this, Wu Jinrong couldn't help but rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that you are really Versailles. But being able to study is really no big deal. The Huo family's company has also recruited many outstanding graduates from H University. Isn't it just that they got into a good university?

The butler brought dinner to Jiang Luo, and Jiang Luo began to eat it in small bites. Although he was very hungry, he had a small appetite, and every time he ate, it felt like a cat pecking at food.

At this time, Huo Yancheng upstairs had already woken up. The moment he opened his eyes, he raised his head, looked around, and lay down again. He sighed softly and said, "I didn't die, so...what did you do to me?"

Huo Yancheng looked downstairs dimly, his eyes a little vague.