Chapter 383

Ning folded Yan dun for a while, raised the sleeve on the wrist again, covered dozens of pinholes of different sizes on the arm like snow under the candlelight: "folding Yan is not afraid of pain, but if these pinholes are inserted all the time, I'm afraid that there will be no place to insert them soon!"

Wei iris raised her eyes slightly and looked at the pinholes on her white arm. They did seep into people, especially because the ancient needles were not as fine as the modern ones, which made the pinholes slightly larger. Moreover, doctor Yan was afraid that it would be the first time to insert the needle into the blood tube to transfuse Ning fold's face, so it might take several times to succeed. This is why That's why there are so many pinholes in Ning's arms.

And to Ning fold Yan's condition now, afraid is five or six days to lose blood! In the future, the time will be shortened, even to the point of losing once in two or three days!

Ning fold the lip edge of the face is spread a wry smile, looking at his arm big and small pinholes, that kind of eyes seems to hold no hope in the future.

Just as she is now, the only hope she has is to die with zhonglixian!

"Actually You're sick. There's really nothing you can do except to put in fresh blood! " Wei iris does not want to destroy Ning Fuyan's only hope, but according to the current medical standards, there is no way to completely cure it in modern times.

If you want to cure it, the only way is to replace the hematopoietic function of the human body. However, it is not so easy to find a successful matching type. It also needs to take anti rejection drugs for a long time!

After all, the human organ is not an object. If the mirror frame is broken, it can be replaced. If the table leg is broken, it can be connected with a piece of wood. But the human organ is really not good.

What's more, the organs that need to be replaced are human bone marrow!

Ning breaks the light of hope in the eyes and dies in the words of Wei iris.

Ningzheyan droops her eyes, and several plum blossoms roll down from ningzheyan's black hair. With a fragrant smell, it looks like a plum blossom rain.

Under the light, the calm and peaceful face is really beautiful, with a light color of sadness.

Wei iris knows that Ning zheyan wants to live. He wants to live longer, but it's not a long-term plan to keep her life by inputting fresh blood all the time.

And mujin also told her before that the people of Tiansha pavilion are cruel and abnormal.

Ning Fuyan's appearance is completely due to the fact that he started taking a drug when he was young, and his anemia is likely to be the side effect of that drug!

"It's true that they all say red faces are bad lives!" Rather break the face low murmur of the opening, take some self mocking tone.

Lonely and sad eyes in the eyes of Ning fold Yan quietly flowing for a while, the look in Ning fold Yan's eyes will slowly return to a cool smile.

Suddenly, it's better to fold your face to Wei iris. A pair of red lips inadvertently crossed her cheek. In Wei iris's ear, they whispered, "although the Lord of the pavilion is the master of folding your face, folding your face can't really help you this time..."

The leader of Tiansha Pavilion, the most influential sect in the Jianghu, is just one of the thousands trained by the leader. He may be better than some people, but he is not the best.

He is not qualified to ask the cabinet leader, or even to see him. He is not qualified to see the cabinet leader.

The villa leader of Yanyu villa is just a reputation, but his name, young master Ning, is not worth mentioning in front of the cabinet leader!

Wei iris didn't intend to let Ning fold Yan help her, but this time Ning fold Yan volunteered, which really added to her sadness.

Maybe it's because we all know that it's not long before we die. At this time, iris Wei has a feeling of sympathy for Ning Fuyan.

"Well, even if Zhong Lixian had told me the truth, I'm afraid that I would have to eat life. It's fate. I can't escape it!" Wei iris did not push away Ning Fuyan, but felt the strong sadness between them was more mellow.

"Why are you coming back?" Ning Fuyan slowly raises her eyes and carefully looks at Wei iris's resolute eyes. This girl is really born more and more beautiful. At such a close distance, she can't even see the pores on her skin: "because of the evil king? Is he worth it? "

"Why not? If it had not been for his sudden arrival that night, I would have been ruined by a general in his fifties. If it had not been for his failure to return me on his wedding night, how could I live to this day? At that time, his thought almost changed my life! " Wei iris's voice was low.

If she didn't meet mujin on the first day of her journey, according to the ancient people's thought, she would marry a general in her fifties to be a sequel, right?

As long as the emergence of mujin at that time changed everything, her life trajectory can also be said to have changed dramatically.

How could she have become a princess without mujin?

Although she always wanted to escape before, always wanted to stay away from mujin, find a place to open a beauty salon, and then carefully manage it. Within a few years, she believed that she would be famous.

At that time, she asked for money, money, fame and a good life!

But now, although she has been able to live a meaningful life in the future, but that life is not what she wants.

Lost MOJIN, the heart is like missing a corner of the general, empty.

And now she is not as carefree as before, she has carried a lot of things unconsciously.

She has no way to leave gracefully, never ask anything in the world. After all, she is a man of flesh and blood, not a god!

"At first, she intended to persuade you to let the evil king go to the Lord of the pavilion, but now she knows that it's useless to persuade. No one can escape under the gear of fate..." Ning zheyan's long and clear voice gradually leaves from the ear of iris Wei and gets further and further away.

When I came to the window, Ning Fuyan looked at the bright moon in the sky carefully. Looking back, I smiled at Wei iris on the bed: "you sincerely treat the evil king, and I hope the evil king treats you sincerely!"

"He has always been sincere to me!" Wei is quite sure to answer, the dim eyes are so bright when answering this question.

"I prefer to call you little girl to call you princess..." Ningfuyan in red is standing beside the openwork window, just like an ink painting, very beautiful.