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Han Yong understood Mo Xiaoxiao's worry. He helped her into the living room and told her not to worry. He then drove around the island in the car.

"I'll go with you."

"No, Xiao Yan, you go to his room and wait. If he comes back, just call me."

Seeing Han Yong's departing figure, he suddenly thought of something and chased after him, shouting, "Han Yong, the wound on his chest is serious."

Han Yong's hand that was about to open the car door suddenly stopped as his heart skipped a beat. Every time, Xiao Meng Han would tell him everything that was good. Han Yong suppressed the shock in his heart and waved his hand to tell his not to worry.

Ye Mo turned around and started to walk. Only then did he notice that her body was covered in sweat. The lights in the mansion were warm, but she felt that something was missing.

Wang Shi stood up to drink his water. He was confused and confused as he went downstairs to face Mo Xiaoxiao who was about to go upstairs. He was shocked. "Xiao Yan, you're still awake?"

Jing Xiaoxiao shook her head. Could she sleep?

"Would you like a glass of juice?" Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao was not in good spirits, Wang Shi hesitated on whether he should wake up Sima Yun Shu and give her an examination.

Mo Xiaoxiao warned Wang Shi to rest after drinking water and she would go to rest as well. After confirming that Wang Shishi had returned to his room and continued sleeping, she relaxed and opened the window in Xiao Meng Han's room to wait for him to come back.

From the window, he could see that the surface of the sea was very tranquil, and the occasional white ripple rippled with layer upon layer of silver under the moonlight.

A layer of dense fog was slowly rising from the sea surface. The moonlight fell on the dense fog, making the sea surface even more indistinct.

The sea breeze blew up her hair, causing her hair to flutter in the air. She stood there silently, feeling the smell of the sea breeze entering her nose. It was the first time she looked at the sea like this before falling asleep.

Until a figure leaped in through the window, his tall figure almost bumped into her in the chair.

"Xiao Yan." He picked her up in his hands and carried her to the bed, step by step. The blood on her chest stained her blue maternity dress.

Xiao Meng Han did not have time to clean up the blood stains, so she placed Mo Xiao Ran on the bed.

His body trembled. In the next second, he could not hold on any longer. His body slanted to the side and fell into a deep slumber beside Mo Xiaoxiao.

Early in the morning, Han Yong was worried about Mo Xiaoxiao. He found Xiao Menghan's footprints on the island, but those footprints were a bit strange.

Han Yong followed the footprints and returned to the mansion. When they passed a villa, Han Yong's gaze met with another pair of silver eyes. His car did not slow down as it passed the silver haired man.

Han Yong discovered that there was fresh beach sand on his feet. He raised his eyebrows and became more cautious towards the man. From the rearview mirror, Han Yong watched the man push open the villa's door and walk in.

Erdorten also spotted Han Yong, driving a dark blue car.

There were marks on the wheels of the car from the beach, and the car ended up in a nearby villa.

He took the binoculars and watched Han Yong park the car in a familiar manner before disappearing into the living room.

"Could it be that I followed him last night?" Impossible. These two figures are completely different.

Last night's figure looked much more agile, and it was also a lot taller and stronger.

He remembered a movie he had seen about the Wild Man. The figure he had seen last night was somewhat similar to the Wild Man.

Snowy could no longer be like her old self, jumping up to greet him as soon as she sensed his scent.

It lay on a soft carpet and looked up at him whimpering as he crouched beside it, licking his big hand with its tongue.

"Xiao Xue, can I test your blood?"

Other than this, Er Duoteng could not think of any other way to treat Snowy, or to send it away to receive treatment. No matter where he went, it would always accompany him, and it was even more important than family.

Wang Shi saw Han Yong. He saw Han Yong walk in. Wang Shi who was preparing breakfast was still stunned: "Mister Han, good morning, when did you arrive?"

"I just came to see Director Xiao. Master Wang, give me another serving for breakfast."

Han Yong called out as he walked up the stairs. He was very familiar with this place. Every year, before he sent Mo Xiaoxiao over, he would bring people over to take care of the villa.

He remembered that the coconut on the coconut tree behind him was not yet ripe, and the tide was almost here. Han Yong directly went to Xiao Meng Han's room. He pushed open the door and was stunned before he even went in.

In the corridor, Sima Yunshu looked at Han Yong and spoke with astonishment, "Mister Han, you've come."

"Morning." Han Yong watched as Sima Yun Shu carried some tools to Mo Xiaoxiao's room. He coughed and said, "Miss Sima, go downstairs and help Master Wang prepare breakfast. After Xiao Yun falls asleep, you can do the inspection for her."

Seeing Han Yong awkwardly standing in front of Xiao Menghan's room, Sima Yunshu immediately understood. However, she didn't go down. Instead, she stuttered out, "Mister Han, I would like to ask about Lin Hai's injury?"

"He recovers very quickly, but he seems to have been affected here and has forgotten some things. When he recovers, I'll send someone to send him back."

"Thank you." Sima Yunshu smiled. She had heard such happy news early in the morning, she wanted to immediately go down and tell Wang Shi about it.

Han Yong watched as Sima Yunshu disappeared around the corner of the corridor like a swallow. He lowered his head and gave a bitter smile. Lin Hai probably wouldn't be willing to come back here.

Han Yong lightly closed the door and took light steps. Before he even reached the bedside, Xiao Meng Han had already opened his eyes.

"You're here?"

"Yes, Xiao Yan called me last night. She was worried about you." Han Yong's gaze was unperturbed as he looked at Xiao Menghan. He was worse than what Mo Xiaoxiao had said.

The clothes on his chest had already turned into bloody scabs, and there were also some at the bottom of his feet.

Han Yong could clearly see the pieces of shell that had been stuck into the sole of his foot, along with the blood.

Xiao Meng Han did not seem to care about this, he had already experienced the worst, he carefully sat up from beside Mo Xiao Ran and was about to get down to the ground.

Han Yong broke out in a cold sweat as he watched.

Xiao Meng Han raised her hand to stop him. She just got up and stepped on the floor, one step at a time, towards the bathroom.

"Meng Han, Dr. Liang hasn't returned yet. I'll contact him."

Shouldn't Liang Heyuan already have returned? Xiao Meng Han's figure paused for a moment before she said in a low voice: "No need for now, help me get a set of clothes."

In the bathroom, Xiao Meng Han immediately took off her clothes. The blood in front of her caused her shirt to clench together with her wound. Xiao Meng Han directly splashed warm water on top of it, causing the muscles in her shoulders to twitch in pain.

Han Yong was scared witless as he watched. How much of a pain was this!

Xiao Menghan looked at the pale-faced Han Yong in the bathroom mirror. He didn't say anything as he took the clothes and closed the bathroom door.

"Meng Han, is it really okay?"

"It's fine, I believe it will get better." Xiao Meng Han's words were firm and resolute. He believed that he would be able to persevere for the sake of the silent Xiao Yan.

In the mirror, the scabbed shirt was slowly torn away from his muscles, and bright red blood immediately flowed out, flowing along his skin, leaving behind a muscular and sturdy lower abdomen.