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"Hm." Xiao Meng Han's body trembled from the pain. He clenched his hand tightly, the pain causing his body to spasm. He had to grit his teeth to stop himself from screaming out in pain.

Xiao Meng Han really didn't think that the silent Xiao Yan would actually dare to pour the entire bottle down.

"Does it hurt now?" When she saw Xiao Meng Han's painful and struggling expression, her eyes reddened.

If you know pain, why don't you just say it out loud for the sake of a manly man?

"It doesn't hurt like this." Xiao Meng Han pointed at her chest with trembling fingers. In the next moment, his hand grabbed onto the bottle of disinfectant. His black eyes stared fixedly at her, and his deep gaze was like the most gorgeous night sky in the summer night.

"Xiao Yan, I cannot change what has happened. As for what has not happened, I will do my best to protect you."

"Protect?" She placed the bottle of disinfectant on the cabinet next to the bed, and looked at the gauze that was stained red with blood. She spoke in a mocking tone, "Are you trapped in a cage? Or would you wake up one day and get lost in the forest again, and drink blood? "

Xiao Meng Han did not think that Mo Xiaoxiao's emotions would be so conflicted as to what happened before. He panted, it was his negligence, he did not think that there would be someone in the dark who would peek at Mo Xiaoxiao and attack her.

"I guarantee that this will not happen again."

"Guarantee? What guarantee do you have? Can you withstand the blade wounds or are you running with great speed? Xiao Menghan, you know better than me that your guarantee is not that you will be able to overcome anything. " Mo Xiaoxiao stood up straight and looked coldly at Xiao Meng Han, saying word by word: "Now tell me, who is the other party?"

Xiao Meng Han narrowed her eyes. She really was a strong woman. It was not because she didn't need to rely on others to escape from danger, but on her own initiative to attack. He even felt that she had been waiting for the right moment to strike him and force him to reveal the ins and outs of the matter.

With a light cough, Xiao Meng Han lowered her head to look at her miserable chest, her flesh and blood rolling around. She couldn't remember just how many times she had suffered such an injury.

He had tried to escape abroad and return to his parents' side. Once and for all, those people had used all sorts of methods to capture him back to that dark room where he was imprisoned. There was a sturdy iron cage, and only imprisonment in ways beyond his imagination.

She was actually very similar to him. He had always kept it a secret because he was afraid that she was pregnant. Now, it might be better for her to let Mo Xiaoxiao know. Xiao Meng Han sat down comfortably and slowly said: "Han Yong was always trying to track him down, but he was quickly cut off."

"In the mountain forest, did they attack us?"

Yes, when Han Yong and his men arrived, they were already unable to speak. Han Yong searched for information on them, and found out that someone had killed off their information, and those weapons have not been recorded. The only clue he had was a symbol on their body, and we've already traced that symbol and found the person who knew that symbol.

Silently, Jing Xiaoxiao looked at the bowl of turtle soup on the table. Suddenly, she felt that the turtle shell was very cute.

"Do you have any other clues?"

As she asked this, her gaze shifted to Xiao Meng Han. Her eyes flashed with a wise and farsighted light, as clear as a mountain spring. Xiao Meng Han laughed. He liked her saying: "I'm still waiting. The clues will always appear. As long as it has happened before and the other side hasn't succeeded, then they will definitely not let this matter rest."

Just like Xuan Peng's selective amnesia, Xiao Meng Han's expression darkened. He was struggling to decide whether to tell Mo Xiaoxiao or not. In a split-second, he had already strangled this idea into the Star Flame embryo.

The room was very quiet, so Mo Xiaoxiao did not continue to ask. She got up and took out a new set of gauze, then took out a Blood Stopping Powder and began to bind it for Xiao Meng Han with a serious expression.

The longest wound extended from the left side of her chest all the way to her lower abdomen.

"Why are there so many injuries? Isn't this supposed to be a knife wound? " Only after looking at it closely did Mo Xiaoxiao realize that it seemed more like a burn blade wound.

"I've studied it myself. It's something like a laser wound, or a burning knife." Xiao MengHan gasped for breath, the wound was difficult to heal.

Even after using the best medicine, he was still unable to completely heal the wound.

Looking at the disinfected water soaking wound, she slowly covered it with gauze. She asked casually, "Did you not think about using me as bait?"

"You'd better not think about it." Xiao Meng Han's words were very firm. He looked at the indifferent look on her face and knew in his heart that she was planning to do this.

Unable to suppress the worry in her heart, Xiao Meng Han stretched out her hand and grabbed Mo Xiaoxiao's small hand as she looked at her pleadingly: "Xiao Ran, promise me, don't let yourself and your child be in danger. If something really happens to you and your child, I don't know what I'll be like."

Mo Xiaoxiao did not reply to Xiao Meng Han's words. She pulled out her hand and continued to move it, because she wanted to use the gauze to wrap around Xiao Meng Han's back. A few times, she would stand up and press her body close to Xiao Meng Han.

Xiao Meng Han's breathing became sluggish as she felt as if she had gained weight after not seeing her for a few days.

A chestnut burst out and hit Xiao Meng Han's head. Ye Mo gave a cold snort and increased the speed of the action in his hand.

Xiao Meng Han's face was slightly red, and her breathing became heavier. She lowered her head to look at the bulging part, not daring to raise her head and look straight at Mo Xiao Ran.

After wrapping up the wound, Mo Xiaoxiao tied the gauze with a butterfly knot on Xiao Meng Han's chest. She had done it on purpose.

Xiao Meng Han looked down at the butterfly knot that was almost the size of his head, a burst of internal injuries, was there a need to exaggerate so much?

She stood up and put the blood-stained gauze below into a bag. She then clapped her hands and finally saw the food on the table. He still hadn't eaten?

"I'll warm it up for you."

"It's fine, as long as I eat cold." Xiao Meng Han's hand stopped the movement of Mo Xiao Ran as she casually said: "I am already used to eating."

Mo Xiaoxiao's hand trembled, and her mind recalled the first time they met. The scene when he stuffed raw noodles into his mouth.

"Sit down and accompany me, will you?" He rarely opened his mouth to beg another person, so he barely remembered anything about it. He looked at the turtle shell in the soup, not daring to look at the expression in Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"I'm so tired. I've been busy for so long. I want a glass of water." As she said that, she looked at Xiao Meng Han's disappointed eyes. The next second, she laughed out loud and slowly walked to the table by the window. She poured herself a cup of water.

Through the cracks of the bed curtains, she could clearly see the surface of the sea under the night sky. It was still so beautiful that it shook one's soul, and the rolling waves created a string of pearls under the bright moonlight.