black mandala

Wan, turned around, picked up the handkerchief, and wiped away the tears in his eyes.

"Mom, why are you crying again?"

He Qingwen leaned forward and raised his hand to touch Yu Juan's tears, but Yu Juan held his hand in the palm of her hand. She held He Qingwen's skinny and bloodless hand and placed it on her face. Tears wet it.

"Son, you scared mom to death this time. When I think of you lying on the bed two days ago, mom--"

"Mom, don't worry, look, I'm much better now, don't worry, I won't die easily!"

"Bah, bah, what nonsense, my son will live a long life, and my Qingwen, nothing will happen."

"Yes, Mom is right, nothing will happen to me!" He Qingwen raised his pale lips slightly, revealing a bleak smile.

The attendants in the house withdrew one by one, Yu Juan stared at the bedroom door where no one came in, and then asked softly, "Son, housekeeper Huo De said that you were seriously ill during the business trip and delayed treatment. Now, why is your spirit so bad? Is it—"

"Mom, don't think about it, I'm fine, I'm really fine." He Qingwen shook Yu Juan's hand guiltily to stop her from asking any further questions.

Business trip, this is just an excuse made by Doug Lang for him, I really want to thank him for still being so caring and willing to hide it for him, and when Yu Juan saw him two days ago, he was also burning Terrible, so Yu Juan couldn't tell what kind of disease she had.

When he woke up, he heard from Juan that he had burned for another day and night, and then fell into a coma for two days. What happened during this period?Did he talk nonsense again when he had a fever?He doesn't remember at all, he can't remember.

What he was more worried about was that he said something he shouldn't have said in his sleep, which would make Yu Juan suspicious.

Also, when he got up and lifted the quilt by his right foot and saw that there was no chain except for the light red mark on his foot and ankle, he was even more relieved.

Doug Lang graciously let him meet Yu Juan and opened the anklet, but he knew that it was only temporary.

Once he recovered from his illness and Yu Juan left, what would he face next?

He knew in his heart that Dougron would not let him go easily, and his free time would not last long.

"Mom, sit up, I want to lie in your arms for a while." He Qingwen smiled lightly and took Yu Juan's hand.

"well!"

Yu Juan followed He Qingwen's hand and sat on the bed. She leaned against the head of the bed and let He Qingwen put his head in her arms.

There is no place that can be warmer and safer than here, just like a fetus, although his whole world is only as big as the mother's womb, it is the quietest and purest space in the world.

And now, he just wants to enjoy the moment of tenderness that Yu Juan brought him.

Even though he knows, time is short, very short!

Yu Juan's hand was gently stroking his forehead. He was in a daze, as if he was half asleep and half awake. After a long time, he heard Yu Juan calling him softly.

"Qingwen? Son?"

Yu Juan's hand touched He Qingwen's shoulder, and He Qingwen trembled reflexively.

"What's the matter, son?" Yu Juan sensed something was wrong with him, and stretched out her hand to probe again, a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on He Qingwen's forehead.

Only then did He Qingwen realize that it was his mother's hand that touched him, and he hurriedly shook his head, "No, it's okay, Mom, I'm fine."

Such a sudden touch made him nervous, as if he had been firmly grasped by countless hands before.

Hands, countless small black hands, firmly fixed him on the bed.

He thought of the things he had seen from under the bed in hallucinations that night, and those spider-like claws protruding from his back when Dougron hugged him, and he couldn't bear it when he thought of those scenes. I couldn't help trembling in my heart.

Yu Juan sensed his strangeness, and asked him doubtfully while sweating for him, "Son? Are you—are you really all right?"

He Qingwen curled his lips reluctantly, "No, it's fine."

He was really sick, he thought, really, very sickly.

At night, he insisted on asking Yu Juan to go back. He was afraid that he would say something suddenly when he fell asleep.

Although he was afraid, afraid that those hands would appear again when night fell, it was still better than letting Yu Juan know his current situation. He couldn't let Yu Juan know, know his situation, and know how Doug Lang dealt with him. means.

He can no longer afford such consequences.

The night was silent, the wind was blowing and the clouds were passing, and the moon was setting in the sky.

When the sky was about to dawn, a helicopter flew over from the coast and landed slowly in an open area not far from Wilson's home.

At this moment, Jack got out of the car.

He got closer to the helicopter that swirled the surrounding grass blades until he saw a man in casual clothes and a casual hat stepping out of the helicopter.The man was also approaching him, he stopped, then put his arms around the man's shoulders, and returned to the car.

"It was a little later than I expected, and I thought something happened to you." He shouted, pulling his neck.

The man on the co-pilot took off his casual cap, showed a cold face, and replied with a smile, "Sorry, those tails behind me are hard to deal with, so I changed my clothes halfway and stayed at the transfer station for a while, That's why it's too late."

Jack patted him on the shoulder indifferently, "It's okay, as long as you're fine, what are we going to do next, buddy?"

The man touched the bridge of his straight nose, and replied, "Be a mole!"

"Mole?"

The man nodded to Jack, "Yes, and then drill the hole to Dougran's lair."

"Hahaha, you are crazy!" Jack shrugged, then shook his head with a wry smile, "OK! Let's do it then!"

After speaking, he started the car and disappeared into the mottled moonlight deep in the woods.

☆, anesthetic

?The night is past half, not yet deep.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the wind blows the branches and leaves.

In an independent courtyard deep in the woods, stands a three-story ancient European small building. Judging from the style and the degree of peeling of the bricks and tiles outside the building, the age of this small building seems to be a little far away.The light in the room is gloomy, half from the candles on the wall, and half from the not-so-bright ceiling chandelier. It is bright and dark, revealing a trace of eerieness. Seen from a distance, the whole courtyard looks like a ghost that has been abandoned for a long time in the movie. house or the old quarters of those vampires.

But in this room, in a dark secret room, there is a person sitting on a high-backed swivel chair, with his back to the door and the person who just walked in to report to him, and is teasing without looking back. A white macaw standing on a shelf next to a swivel chair.

"Your Excellency, according to your order, I have sent back all the people who were sent to thwart Dougron."

"Dougron, Dougron—"

The parrot flapped its wings and called the name of Mr. Wo*'s family.

The man didn't turn around, handed a piece of food to the parrot, and asked softly, "How is it?"

"Your Excellency, although Doug Lang announced to the outside world that he would formally take his fiancée to the manor today, the people we sent out did not find the woman's whereabouts in the car traveling with Doug Lang." The reporter Answer respectfully.

"Hmm!" The man sitting in the swivel chair just responded casually to the reporter, and then snorted coldly.

Just as he expected, what kind of fiancee, what kind of engagement, this is just another cover for Douglang to the outside world.

No one knows this better than him.

Because Doug Lang's heart had already been tied to that man named He Qingwen, so how could he turn to others at will.

Humph, what a joke!

However, the matter of the child is true, and it is also what Doug Lang is most concerned about at present. Counting the days, the woman will give birth in less than a month, and it will become his biggest obstacle immediately.

From the day his father missed the eligibility to be elected as the head of the family, their family has been planning.

They adopted orphans from all over the world, raised them and placed them in various departments, and they are still secretly developing the underworld forces, in order to one day be able to compete with Doug Lang's family.

His father, for this goal, has been working hard to do all this, waiting for this day to come, even until he died, he refused to close his eyes.

And he will give up everything for this.

Whether it is family affection, or -- deep friendship.

So, the woman must die, the child must not be born, and as for Dougron—

"Your Mightiness--"

The reporter behind him opened his mouth again, but his speech was a little slow.

That person was also slightly taken aback, he thought this person had already gone out.

"What else?"

"Returning to Your Excellency, although I have ordered everyone to evacuate after receiving your notice, there was still a fight during the evacuation."

"Hmm!" The man continued to tease the parrot with a flat face, as if he had expected these things and didn't take them seriously.

But then, the reporter was a little hard to say.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, we did follow your instructions and withdrew as soon as possible, but we didn't expect that Doug Lang—he would, would rush out of the car at that time—"

The man's hand teasing the parrot stopped suddenly, as if he had guessed the result, with a serious expression on his face.

"I warned you not to hurt him."

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency! But the scene at that time was really unexpected. The bullet didn't aim at him deliberately, it was just a stray bullet—"

"Stray bullets, stray bullets—"

"Enough, a bunch of trash!"

In a fit of anger, the man slapped the parrot angrily, causing the parrot to flutter around on the shelf with its ankle chains on, dropping its white feathers all over the place.

Immediately afterwards, with a "snap", the man turned around and slammed the door out, leaving the reporter with a terrified face behind, who secretly wiped the cold sweat off his head.

******

clang-

He Qingwen was awakened by the sound of the door breaking open. Although he did not sleep too deeply, the sound also made him feel briefly in a trance.

He raised his head, and first saw a group of people rushing in.

"master!"

"President, President, be careful!"

He saw Hodder walking in the front, Will's voice coming from the wall surrounded by people, and then Henry.

Carrying the medicine box and still wearing pajamas, Henry almost trotted after him.

He didn't figure out what was going on for a while, but the next moment, he heard someone yelling in the crowd.

"Get out of here!"

The crowd dispersed with a whimper, and then slowly retreated one after another.

The person in the middle of the crowd finally revealed his true colors.

With red eyes, Doug Lang looked around the bedroom. He scanned every corner of the bedroom, looking for where the person who should be lying on the bed at this moment is now.

Finally, his gaze fell on a cabinet not far from the door, leaning against the wall.

Doug Lang's brows suddenly frowned, he looked back, covered his bloody right arm with his left hand, and walked towards the sofa outside the bedroom.

"Hodder and Henry stay, Will, you wait outside with someone first."

"Yes, President."

Weier nodded in response to him, waved his hand, and led the dozen or so people blocking the door to evacuate from the noisy bedroom.

The moment the door closed, the bedroom was suddenly silent, only the remaining four people were breathing lightly.

Sitting in the corner, He Qingwen leaned forward slightly, revealing a pale and thin face under the dim light.

Huo De walked to the door and turned on the brightest light in the room, and his figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes immediately.

"Master, why are you here?"

Huo De hurried forward, intending to help him up, but suddenly thought of He Qingwen's situation at the moment, so he quickly withdrew the hand he had stretched out, and looked at him with eagerness on his face.

At this moment, Henry also started to operate between his hands. He used scissors to cut the shirt on Douglang's right arm. While peeling off the blood-colored cloth, the blood and white skin formed a sharp contrast. , It is shocking to see.

He Qingwen's eyes fell on it all of a sudden, staring there, motionless.

Henry couldn't complete the next operation alone. He called Hodder back and helped him support Dougron's right arm. After that, he wiped the area around the wound with gauze and cotton balls, but the blood kept gushing out.

"Master, I want to take out the bullet for you first."

Dougron's face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss and pain. He gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yeah."

"My lord, the anesthetic is effective for about an hour. You'd better lie down on the bed."

Dougron frowned, "An hour?"

He still has things to do, at a time when some people are slacking off.

Moreover, he has already pushed Serena to the cusp, so he must seize the time to deploy the next step to ensure her safety, so at this moment, he has to stay awake, he shook his head, "No, there is no need to use anesthetics, Take it like this."

Henry paused in his hands and took a breath, "Master, how can this work?

He Qingwen, who was in the corner, was also shocked when he heard it. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Doug Lang.

Although he still didn't understand what happened during this period, why Doug Lang was shot, but he had vaguely sensed the seriousness of the whole situation.

It even endangered the lives of Dougron and some people.

He slowly stood up from the corner and walked towards Doug Lang step by step.

"what is going on?"

The three of them raised their heads at the same time, and saw the boneless He Qingwen in a nightgown standing in front of them.

This was the first time in a while that he took the initiative to speak to them, and all three of them were taken aback.

Soon, Hodder reacted.

"Master, master was shot on the way back."

"Shooting?"

That's right, bright red blood gushed continuously, and above the bloodstains was a circular wound scorched by gunpowder.

Looking at the wound, his face instantly turned paler, and he was a little at a loss.

"Diven!" Dougron frowned in pain, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and commanded, "Go back to the room, don't look."

However, He Qingwen did not move.

Doug Lang had no choice but to order again, "Hodder, let the young master go in, and don't let him come out."

"Master!" Huo De looked at Doug Lang in embarrassment, and then turned his gaze to He Qingwen who was standing there. He had no choice but to walk up to He Qingwen, but he didn't dare to touch him forcibly, "Master, go in." !"

However, it was as if He Qingwen had been immobilized by that blood-red color, his face was flustered, but he refused to move a step.

He neither stepped forward, nor retreated, let alone uttered a word, just remained stalemate like that.

"Forget it, Huo De." Doug Lang gasped and stopped, "If he wants to watch it, let him watch it."

Originally, he was worried that He Qingwen would feel fearful when he saw blood, so he let him avoid it. However, if He Qingwen insisted on watching, seeing his blood and his painful expression would give him a little pleasure to relieve his hatred , then, let him see it.

Yes, he almost forgot how much He Qingwen hated him now.

"Henry, do it!"

Doug Lang turned his head away and gave orders coldly.

Henry was very hesitant, because the bullet was stuck between the blood vessel and the bone, and the angle of the operation was very precise. If there was a slight deviation, it would hurt the bone or blood vessel, causing massive bleeding, but Doug Lang refused to inject the anesthetic, which was even more serious. Increased the difficulty of surgery.

Henry didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that Dougron would avoid the pain if he couldn't bear the pain, and if he stabbed him down, it would cause more pain.

"Henry?" Seeing that Henry was not moving, Doug Lang turned his head and squinted at him.

"Sir, you'd better—"

"Hurry up!"

Damn, he's so tight on time that he doesn't have time to rant here.

Henry wiped the cold sweat from his brow, held up the knife, but his hand was still on top of the wound, not daring to cut it.

"My lord, you must at least divert your attention and think of something else before I—"

attention?At this time, apart from the pain in his arm, he was also focusing on He Qingwen's gleaming white body. Where else could he focus?

He raised his head and looked at He Qingwen.

What else could make him deeply intoxicated?

Under the bright white light, the person in front of him is as clean as snow, and he wants to use these bright red bloody hands to stain him and defile him.

Only He Qingwen was his real anesthetic.

He called, "Diven, come here!"?

☆, depend on

?The blood-red color and the fishy-sweet smell shocked He Qingwen's vision and sense of smell. He grabbed the clothes on both sides of his body, trembling all over.

"Diven! Come here!" Seeing that He Qingwen didn't move, Doug Lang called out again.

Huo De's eyes wandered between the two, anxious, and he also followed to persuade.

"Master, come and accompany the master! Master!"

Doug Lang was panting, his face turned pale due to blood loss, but his eyes were always shining brightly, like a wild beast staring at his prey, waiting for an opportunity, ready to pounce at any time.

He Qingwen knew that he had nowhere to escape.

So, he moved slowly, approached Douglang, and stopped two steps away from him.

Douglang raised his eyes to look at the white figure, and smiled evilly.

Looking at those eyes, He Qingwen shuddered.

At this moment, Doug Lang stood up abruptly, took a step forward, grabbed the hem of He Qingwen's clothes with his uninjured hand covered in blood, and pulled it hard again, He Qingwen lost his focus. Steady, immediately fell to his feet.

"Ah! Ha—uh—"

Before the exclamation could be uttered, Douglang's face suddenly bent down, covering his sight, and the passionate kisses invaded his mouth, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Astonishment and fear expanded in his eyes, He Qingwen put his trembling hands on Douglang's chest, trying to put a distance between the two of them, but he didn't dare to push hard.

Out of the corner of his eye, Henry seemed to turn a blind eye to the intimacy between the two. He picked up the scalpel and quickly cut a cut along the edge of the wound on Dougron's arm, and blood flowed profusely from his arm.

Doug Lang snorted, and hugged He Qingwen even tighter.

The heat wave rolled in the mouth, Doug Lang's tongue swept across, penetrated, penetrated deeply, and demanded mercilessly, He Qingwen could hardly breathe.

The pain hit his bones, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Douglang's forehead, and he kissed even more.

Henry's subordinates didn't dare to slack off. Huo De stood aside and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. His technique was quick, and he quickly found the bullet in the cut wound in two or three strokes.

With the sound of "铛", He Qingwen also woke up from the horror.

"No, don't touch me!"

He yelled in a low voice, moved his body and hurried back, but Doug Lang quickly turned his hand to the back of his neck, grabbed his neck, and stopped him.

"Don't run! Look at me!" Doug Lang supported He Qingwen's chin with his blood-red hand, his eyes met, and He Qingwen's eyes were full of panic.

"Let me go! Dougron, let me go!"

Doug Lang forced He Qingwen to raise his head, and pressed his chin and lips with his blood-stained hands. His pale face was stained by the blood on his hands. The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was so disgustingly sweet that it made him feel sick. People suffocate.

He Qingwen couldn't help stepping back, raised his hands and pushed Doug Lang's hands and body indiscriminately, but Doug Lang held on tightly and refused to let go.

He struggled too hard, Huo De was worried that the two would hurt each other during the tearing, so he hurried forward to persuade, "Master, the young master is still ill, are you—"

"He's not sick—" Doug Lang glared angrily at Hodder, who stepped forward to dissuade him, and Hodder had to retreat quickly.

Doug Lang turned his head back, his sharp eyes stared straight at He Qingwen as if he wanted to shoot someone through.

"Diven, how long are you going to make trouble?"

"Let go, Dougron—"

Doug Lang squeezed his hands tighter, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're not sick, Diven, you can fool Henry, but you can't fool me."

"no no--"

"No, that's it, because you hate me, hate me for imprisoning you, hate me for locking you up, hate me for controlling everything about you, and hate what I have done to Hongtian and Xiao Muyuan, so you use this Way to escape me, want to use this method to punish me, don't you? Diven, don't you?" Doug Lang roared.

He Qingwen shook his head violently, not daring to look directly at the fierceness and sharpness in Doug Lang's eyes, he kept shaking his head, "No, that's not the case, let me go, Doug Lang! Let me go—"

"master--"

"It's none of your business—"

Hodder seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Doug Lang.

"Yes, that's right, I did all of this. It was I who set Weier on fire, and I asked Weier to kill Xiao Muyuan, but obviously I didn't do enough, it was far from enough, and I was only one step away. Only one step away, I can make Hongtian disappear forever from this world—"

He Qingwen trembled all over, he choked with sobs and shook his head, tears welled up in his eyes, and his vision became increasingly blurred.

He knew, he knew everything, he wanted everything, he was just afraid, but there was too much pain in his heart that suppressed him, making him unable to vent, but his mind was not so confused that he couldn't think.

At the beginning, he thought of it, but he has been deliberately suppressing his own thoughts, even afraid of facing the truth.

If Doug Lang didn't tell, he would never ask.

But why did he break it today, tearing off the last, dangling and fragile thread tied in the hands of the two of them?Why?

He suppressed the wetness in his eyes and howled in a low voice, "Dougron, why are you forcing me like this?"

"Because of betrayal!" Doug Lang yelled.

He Qingwen raised his head suddenly, "I didn't—"

"You have, you have!" Doug Lang yelled, the anger rushed into his brain and burned his eyes red, "Because you gave all your body and your heart to that man named Xiao Mu man far away, so I want to destroy all of this—"

"No—" He Qingwen was almost hoarse, no longer struggling or dodging, and shouted at Doug Lang, "I didn't—"

How can you do this?How can you do this?

Obviously it was Dougron who abandoned him first——

Obviously, it was Dougron himself who announced his relationship with Serena to the world, declaring that she was the woman he loved most in Dougron's life.

Obviously just the day before yesterday, Doug Lang spared no effort to publish a statement in the newspaper that he and Serena had registered as an official husband and wife, and that he, He Qingwen, was already well known and was abandoned by Doug Lang.

Obviously he has understood Doug Lang's wishes, obviously he has given everything, gave up his self-esteem, self, and Hongtian, but in the end, what he got in exchange was still deception, contempt and trampling again and again?

Obviously he has been forced to come to this point——

But at this moment, how can Doug Lang still be so arrogant, keep accusing him of being wrong, and do not hesitate to take his own humiliation and slander that there is a shameless affair between him and Xiao Muyuan, why?

He didn't understand, since this was the case, why did Douglang keep him and trap him, why did he let himself face this humiliation that made him lose face every day?

It's better to be out of sight and out of sight, so as not to be tortured again, isn't it?He lowered his head and glanced at the gun bag pinned to Douglang's waist, in which was his Glock for self-defense.

Maybe, maybe it really should have been a bullet for him too, to end it all, to let death take it all away, to make it all over.

He Qingwen smiled sadly, and stretched his hand towards Doug Lang's waist.

Doug Lang noticed it immediately, and hurriedly grabbed the hand that He Qingwen extended with his other hand.

"What are you going to do?" Doug Lang asked in panic.

He Qingwen didn't struggle, and slowly raised his eyes, "Doug Lang, wouldn't it be good to let this all end? Since you won't believe me, and won't let me go, then just come up with a once-and-for-all method to let me Lying in the grave in advance, so that we can all feel at ease!"

"you--"

He Qingwen's staunch attitude caused Douglang's back to break out in a layer of cold sweat. He held on to He Qingwen's hand tightly, not daring to relax. Bleeding again.

Seeing that the gauze was dyed red, Henry hurriedly persuaded him, "Master, don't get excited, so as not to hurt the wound. Mr. Devon's mood is not stable at the moment. It's best for you to calm down first."

After listening to Henry's words, Douglang slowly withdrew his hand.

Originally, he didn't want to be pushed to this point, he was just unwilling, and he just wanted He Qingwen to give in completely and cut off all his thoughts.

But he didn't expect that the pressure was too tight, which made him have such an idea.

He stared at the blood on He Qingwen's face, took out a handkerchief, and wiped it bit by bit until the blood stains on his face faded a lot, then he thought for a while and said, "The baby will be born next month, Serena Will be moving here soon, she is a good woman, I believe you can get along very well!"

It was well intentioned, but Doug Lang's words obviously touched He Qingwen's fragile nerves again.

There were too many emotions hidden under his downcast eyes, and Doug Lang couldn't see them.

Will they get along well?What are the identities of the two?Wife and lover?Adoptive mother and adopted son?Or—sperm provider and surrogate mother?

He Qingwen's world view is completely messed up. He can't figure out why Doug Lang can calm down, keep calm, and take everything for granted. Doesn't he feel that it is too shameful for him to do so? Is it normal?

Still, there is no such thing as artificial insemination by half-fathers at all. From the beginning to the end, he, Doug Lang, did it himself. The two children in Serena's womb belong to him. Let's talk to him about He Qingwen It doesn't matter, all this is simply a play they directed and acted when they were bored.

Thinking of this, He Qingwen seemed to understand a lot, and suddenly said mockingly, "Doug Lang, I wish you-- a happy wedding!"

Doug Lang was taken aback for a moment, his hands tightened suddenly, he frowned, and replied with a wry smile, "Thank you!"

Yes, He Qingwen's reaction has made him realize that he has never told him the truth of the whole matter, what's more, he is deliberately concealing it from him, and some false news was also instructed by him to Huo De, deliberately It was conveyed to He Qingwen.

False and false, true and false, he did not hesitate to attribute all the crimes in the whole plan to himself, even if He Qingwen would hate him to the bone because of it.

I just wanted to see He Qingwen's reaction, to see if he would care, even if there was only a little bit of concern, a little reaction, or a word, it was enough to prove that he still had a little bit of love for him——

It's just that what he expected to see was full of sadness and irony, and he didn't even like it when he tasted it himself.

He Qingwen stared blankly at the ground. Douglang didn't do anything else. He got up and opened the door, and walked out. Weier and his party were still waiting for him at the door. He explained to Weier what he was going to do next. matter, and then signaled to split up.

He still has too many things to do, time does not allow him to delay any longer, and he has no energy to take care of other things.

Maybe for some things, you can only wait until the dust settles before you have room to turn around and start all over again.

Looking back at the bedroom, he found that He Qingwen had shrunk back into the corner.

Curled up like a poor cat, a stray cat he picked up from the street.

They depend on each other, it depends on the warmth he gives, and he depends on its dependence.

Therefore, the giver is often more reluctant to let go than the receiver, not because he wants to ask for something in return, but because he has given too much love!

"Diven!" Doug Lang sighed softly, raising his hand to call for Hodder.

"master!"

"Give me a quilt on the entire floor of the bedroom."

"Yes, sir!"

Hodder bowed his head to respond, and when he looked up again, Dougron and Weir had already walked to the other end of the corridor.

☆, make up

?Although Henry's medical skills are very good, due to the limitations of medical equipment, Yu Juan still has to go to the hospital for a physical rehabilitation examination every three months.

The results of the examination showed that she recovered very well, and her physical values ​​were stable in all aspects. In the past few years after the operation, her condition has not recurred, and her kidney function has basically reached normal.After the examination, she bid farewell to her attending doctor, and as usual, accompanied by a servant, she walked to the hospital gate and prepared to return to the manor.

It's just that the weather was fine when I just went out, but at this moment, a strong wind blew outside without warning.

"Ma'am, why don't we leave after the wind dies down!"

Yu Juan shook her head, "No, let's hurry back to the manor!"

She was worried about He Qingwen, seeing that his expression was much worse this morning than the day before, even though he pretended nothing happened, and comforted her back with a smile on his face, but the child is Mo Ruomu, this child will never be in front of her Showing weakness, as a mother, how could she not know.

Son, what happened to you during this time?

She sighed deeply, looked up at the sky, and said firmly, "Let's go now."

"Okay madam, please wait a moment, I will go to the car to pick up a coat for you first."

Yu Juan nodded, and the maid covered her face with her arms and ran into the strong wind.

And at this moment, during the quarter of an hour she was waiting for, a person quietly walked behind her.

A man wearing a peaked cap forcefully dragged her into an empty disposal room. "Who are you? What are you going to do? Let go, let go——" Yu Juan was shocked, and shouted loudly, intending to rush out the door.

At this time, the man spoke up, and a person she hadn't expected, a face she hadn't expected, appeared in front of her.

"Mrs. He—"

The man raised his head, and Yu Juan took a sharp breath.

"Xiao Muyuan? Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

She leaned towards the door in a panic, ready to leave at any time.

"Mrs. He, don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious." Xiao Muyuan took off his peaked cap as he approached Yu Juan, revealing his cold face.

"do not come."

Yu Juan let out a sharp roar, Xiao Muyuan had no choice but to stop.

"Okay, I won't go there." Xiao Muyuan took another two steps back.

Looking at that face, Yu Juan was a little scared at first, but then, the anger and hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for several years burst out at the same time, "Xiao Muyuan, what do you want to bring me here? Yuntian is dead Well, Hongtian is already yours, what else do you want? Could it be that you still don’t intend to let our mother and son go by now?”

"That's not the case, Mrs. He, you misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding? Then what do you mean by bringing me here?"

"Mrs. He!" Xiao Muyuan sighed softly. For a moment, he felt that he didn't know where to start. He mulled over and said, "Mrs. He, I know, it's useless to say more today. The situation is changing, the current situation is unpredictable, and the situation of Chairman He at that time was indeed unexpected. I thought about making up for all this afterwards, but you and Qingwen did not give me this opportunity, so today I just I deliberately found such an opportunity, and chose to meet you here."

"Make it up? How to make it up? Xiao Muyuan, do you think money can replace everything? Or do you have the ability to bring Yuntian back to life?" Yu Juan suppressed her heaving chest, shook her head and said, "Xiao Muyuan, although I am a girl But I am not stupid. If you really want to make up for it as you said, why not choose a place that is aboveboard? Why do you want to do this?