Chapter 539 Blood Donation (2)

"I'm sure! Can you stop talking, I can't stay with you for too long now, if Yang Muyan's people find out, she will definitely not believe me in the future! Hurry up and draw blood, mine is not yours , mother-in-law, mother-in-law, she really is a good boy!"

Jing Yiran's scar healed and he forgot the pain. He was stabbed by Mu Qing just now, and now he was so provocative that he couldn't help cursing.

But because Mu Qing was too surprised, she didn't bother to quarrel with him, and asked him in a good temper: "You are so kind to Xiaolu, does Xiaolu know?"

Jing Yiran was getting angry, and subconsciously replied after hearing the words: "Of course she knows!"

"When did you and Xiaolu get together? It's hidden very deep!"

"We... none of your business! Do you smoke or not?!" Jing Yiran's peach blossom eyes almost burst into flames. Why does this person like to snoop on gossip so much, and pay it back endlessly!

Mu Qing was actually just testing his relationship with Xiaolu, but Jing Yiran acquiesced!

This is too unreal, Jing Yiran actually has feelings for Xiaolu!

Although Xiaolu is very beautiful, her beauty is purely that of a little girl, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, innocent and cute, like a doll. Most men will regard her as a child when they see her, not as a a woman! Moreover, this is not the type that Jing Yiran likes at all!

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't realize that one day, you, a playboy with a big heart, will turn into an infatuated kind! You even donate blood to others. This is to change your appearance and become a good man of twenty-four filial piety!"

Jing Yiran saw that Mu Qing looked like he had seen a ghost, and stared at him carefully several times, as if he didn't know him anymore, even though he was always thick-skinned, he was a little embarrassed!

According to his previous personality, it was indeed impossible to do this to a woman. Now he looks like a boy who is deeply in the whirlpool of love and cannot extricate himself. He is willing to give everything for a woman for the first time in love!

Mu Qing laughed at Jing Yiran's good jokes and said almost all the ugly words, and then he began to draw Jing Yiran's blood in a refreshed manner.

Because before he came, Jing Yichen had already told him that he was going to draw blood for Jing Yiran, so he brought both the blood bag and the needle tube, and because he knew that it was for Jing Yiran to draw blood, he took a dozen for 400 Empty blood pack in milliliters.

Drawing Jing Yiran's blood is such an open and aboveboard opportunity for revenge, how could Mu Qing miss it!

Soon, Mu Qing drew 800ml of blood.

But when it came to the third blood bag, he hesitated.

800 milliliters of blood, for a healthy adult, has basically reached a critical point. If blood is drawn again, Jing Yiran will lose too much blood and fall into a coma.

Jing Yiran only felt a slight sense of powerlessness in his body, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. Seeing that Mu Qing stopped smoking, he couldn't help but glared at him: "Why did you stop? Hurry up!"

Mu Qing looked at him contemptuously, and kindly reminded him: "If I smoke you again, you will die! There is only so little blood in your body, and according to your weight, smoking these will also make you feel slightly weak. If you smoke it, you will pass out!"

"How much can you smoke at most?" Jing Yiran didn't give up, he wanted to give Xiaolu a little more blood, last night he hugged Xiaolu, her body was so cold, he felt very sorry for her.

Mu Qing stared at Jing Yiran as if looking at a monster, and said after a while, "For you, it's only a little over a thousand, if it's more, you'll have to reincarnate again! But even if you smoke more than a thousand, you'll pass out , but I can’t die, but I will suffer for many days.”

He could tell that after Jing Yiran died once, his whole body changed drastically, and he really loved Xiaolu to the bottom of his heart!

"It's okay, you pump as much as you can!" Jing Yiran didn't care about his body, as long as he could give Xiaolu a little more blood, it didn't matter if he felt uncomfortable.

Mu Qing felt that Jing Yiran was already dazzled by love, he didn't dare to make up his mind, turned his head to look at Jing Yichen, wanting to listen to his instructions.

Before Jing Yichen could speak, Jing Yiran immediately became unhappy, and said angrily: "Mu, draw my blood, what do you think he is doing!"

Mu Qing didn't bother to talk to him, he wanted to drain Jing Yiran directly, but Jing Yichen would definitely not agree, Jing Yiran is still useful now and cannot die.

Jing Yichen glanced lightly at Jing Yiran who was still alive and well, and said, "Smoking until he can't speak."

Mu Qing agreed with Jing Yichen's words very much, he felt that Jing Yichen was as black-bellied and cold-hearted as ever, and it made Jing Yiran so drawn that he couldn't speak, it really made people feel happy!

Having received the letter, Mu Qing continued to draw Jing Yiran's blood.

When he drew 1200ml, Jing Yiran was finally speechless, and finally turned pale, closed his eyes, and passed out.

Yes, smoke too much!

Mu Qing helplessly gave Jing Yiran another 200ml, but he still didn't wake up.

Looking at Jing Yiran who fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, Mu Qing suddenly felt that he was not so annoying anymore.

This man is really a fool. After he fell in love with Xiaolu, he tried his best to treat her well, and he didn't care about his own life.

This feeling, Mu Qing can understand.

If Zhao An'an needed blood one day, he would give her his own blood without hesitation.

"Ahu, ask Li Feidao to send Jing Yiran back, and be careful not to be discovered."

"Yes, master!"

When Xiaolu saw Jing Yiran sent back in a coma late at night, he couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with him?"

Li Feidao originally wanted to carry Jing Yiran directly into the bedroom, after all Jing Yiran was so heavy, a little girl like Xiaolu would definitely not be able to carry her.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lu took Jing Yiran over with ease, and it seemed that the hug was easier than him!

Li Feidao had never met anyone stronger than him so far, so he couldn't help but take a look at Xiaolu, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that Xiaolu was special.

"He asked our young master to draw blood for him today. He drew a little too much, so he passed out. Dr. Mu said that he is fine, rest for a few days, and replenish more blood."

Li Feidao told Xiaolu all the words that Ah Hu had told him.

"Drawing blood?" Xiao Lu was a little surprised, "Why do you draw blood?"

"In order to exchange blood for a man named Xiaolu."

Li Feidao felt that the man in front of him who seemed to be very strong should be Xiaolu, but he didn't ask, he just conveyed everything Ah Hu had told him and left.

Xiaolu stood there, holding Jing Yiran who was much taller than her, with a dazed expression.

After a long time, she looked down at the pale and handsome man in her arms, and sighed softly: "What a fool, what do I want your blood for?"