His left hand has been injured. He is now rowing his right hand.
Like the body skin is not their own, without hesitation to the wrist knife.
Soon, the blood was dripping in the bowl.
He clenched his fist and bled faster.
The blood rippled in the bowl, and every molecule really loved Tang Yaoyao's trace.
Tang Yaoyao looked at Huo Linfeng's practice, stunned, full Leng for a few seconds, feet like rooting general can't walk.
No wonder his face was as white as blood.
No wonder there is such a big wound on the wrist.
What the hell is he doing.
Why sacrifice so much.
Tang Yaoyao is in a complicated mood at the moment, and feels that she owes Huo Linfeng a favor, which is too big for her to know.
That kind of feeling is too complex, don't want to hurt him, but always inadvertently hurt.
Tang Yaoyao is holding the doorknob with white bones. He wants to pull the doorknob down.
"Miss Tang..." When the nurse saw Tang Yaoyao standing at the door, she was shocked and panicked.
Their eyes immediately turned to the door.
Seeing Huo Linfeng at the time of Tang Yaoyao's death, his hand is still bleeding, and the blood flows to the bowl. It is easy to see that he is exposed in front of Tang Yaoyao's ferocious wound.
Tang Yaoyao opened her eyes wide and red, staring at his wound.
Huo Linfeng is not in a hurry. Seeing that the blood is full, he takes the gauze from the nurse's hand and holds the bleeding wound.
"Miss Tang, why are you here? You are not..." The nurse was surprised.
Tang Yaoyao pushed the door open and walked in step by step, only feeling that his legs were too heavy.
Her eyes fixed on Huo Linfeng: "if I didn't bring my wallet, you would never tell me what you have done for me?"
Huo Linfeng put his hand back: "grape, it's not as complicated as you think."
"You're bleeding. Isn't it complicated?" Tang Yaoyao goes over to see his wound and picks up his wrist.
Huo Linfeng refused, holding her fingertip with the other hand.
"Why is it that my father depends on your blood after school?"
She said it casually, but all of you were speechless.
She looked at Professor Lin and the nurse. They didn't speak, and their faces were admitting.
So no professor Lin was saved by superb medical skills, but by Huo Linfeng's blood to support his unconscious father.
For a moment, Tang Yaoyao couldn't accept it, but he looked at Huo Linfeng's warm and pale face, staring at her with deep black eyes, but there was no waves.
It's like it's not blood.
Tang Yaoyao's heart suddenly aches, inexplicable pain.
He saved her again.
Saved her.
How to repay this kindness.
"Why don't you tell me and make a decision?"
"Little things." Huo Linfeng said.
Tang Yaoyao asked: "if you can't find any clues, you have to bleed my father every day?"
Huo Linfeng didn't say anything, which means he acquiesced.
"One day I can't find it. How about one day or one month? How about a year? How much blood do you have that will be drained one day, but when you say small things, your body is not a big thing? " Tang Yaoyao is even more nervous than Huo Linfeng. His heart is tied together. He can say this kind of thing so easily.
And his life doesn't matter.
"Grape, listen to me..."
Tang Yaoyao subconsciously retreated, could not accept and pushed away his hand.
Fearing that his hand would hurt, he stroked it gently until Huo Linfeng put his hand on his side.
"You're all hiding it from me, and I realized it."
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