Chapter 1142: Unable to Infect

"You said if he could talk, what would he want to say?"

Zhu Meina raised her face. At that moment, the corner of her eye was already cut, and that kind of injury was very painful.

Yan Huan stood up, remembering that her unborn child in her previous life must have been just like Xunxun, delicate and cute, and also loved her mother.

"I think..." She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and a cloud of mist gradually formed in her eyes.

"He won't blame you."

"Really?" Zhu Meina's eyes were dull. How could he not blame her? She gave him life, but she did not let his life continue.

"Yes," Yan Huan raised his head and breathed out softly.

"Because he loves you."

Yes, it is love.

How could a child blame her mother if she loves her so much? Her Xiaoqi and Xiaoguang would definitely not blame her for her Xunxun. They would only miss her and love her even more.

Yan Huan stood up, walked to the door of his room, and opened the door. You live here. If you hear anything, you don't have to worry about it. After saying that, she had returned to her room and lay down to sleep. Because she may have to face a challenge that is worse than death.

Zhu Meina didn't understand what Yan Huan was talking about. She had the best sleep that night. She didn't get beaten or scolded. There was no smell like a woman's body, the smell of cosmetics, low-quality perfume, and so on. When a woman's aunt came, there was the smell of blood, the smell of underwear that had not been washed for several days, and the sour smell coming from some sick women.

It's very clean here. Although Yan Huan has that disease, it doesn't look like she is still such a clean woman.

And Zhu Meina was jealous of her.

With fame, beauty, and means, she can be above everyone else without relying on anyone. She can do what she wants to do, she can hold her head high and be a good person, she doesn't need to look at anyone, and she can live a noble life. , can live with dignity

She also has a husband who will never leave her and is willing to give her life to her husband, as well as wonderful parents-in-law who are waiting for him, and three lovely children. Such a woman is lucky, and such happiness, It's the result of how many good things you did in your previous life.

Sometimes when she dreams, she always thinks about how great it would be if she were Yan Huan, and how great it would be if she had such a husband.

But why, that woman who she could only look up to was now living worse than her.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in her ears. She sat up suddenly and ran out without even wearing shoes.

When the door was opened, the sound became more obvious and frightening.

Zhu Meina touched her arm and walked outside a small house.

It was a woman's suppressed breathing, hoarseness, screams, and the extremely suppressed pain, like a small animal.

It was shocking to hear it, and instantly, goosebumps appeared all over my body, and my scalp was numb.

And she also recognized whose voice it was.

Those who are happy, those who are happy, those who are happy.

"Yan Huan, Yan Huan..." Zhu Meina slammed the door hard, "Yan Huan, what's wrong with you?"

The person inside still didn't speak. Zhu Meina put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it hard.

"Yan Huan, Yan Huan..." She kept patting the door and twisting the lock tightly. Then with a bang, the lock fell off, and she was still holding half of the lock in her hand.

This is too, not strong, right?

And she quickly threw away the lock and ran in. She saw Yan Huan huddled on the ground, her feet were tied up, and her hands were also tied up. At this time, the cold sweat on her forehead, It fell drop by drop, and the clothes were already soaked.

She even kept banging her head against the wall.

Zhu Meina gritted her teeth, then picked up a rope from the side and tied Yan Huan tightly.

And she was sitting on the side, hugging her body from time to time, trembling and scared.

When Yan Huan opened his eyes again, he felt like he was tied up like a mummy, and Zhu Meina on the side didn't know whether she was asleep or dead.

"Hey..." she called Zhu Meina.

Zhu Meina quickly opened her eyes and woke up immediately when she saw Yan Huan awake.

"Yan Huan, are you awake?"

"Well," Yan Huan lay down and didn't want to move, and didn't have much strength. "You untie the rope, and be careful. I don't know if I'm bleeding?"

She didn't want to infect others yet, and she didn't know whether it was bleeding or not.

"Oh, okay," Zhu Meina quickly climbed over and went to untie the rope on Yan Huan's body. Now Yan Huan is very self-disciplined, and she doesn't know if she is used to the drug addiction that comes up every now and then. After the attack, she was not like the bruises that always left her at first, but now she only had strangulation injuries, but no longer bleeding, otherwise she would have really harmed others.

Yan Huan rubbed his arm.

"How did you know to tie me up?" Yan Huan asked Zhu Meina on the side.

"I've seen it a few times. Others do it this way." The others she mentioned were people from that place. She saw the most of them there. They either continued to suck without end until the day they died. Moreover, those things were very expensive. No matter how much money they had, they couldn't afford it in the end. They were no longer like human beings.

Yan Huan stood up and prepared to change into a new set of clothes. Her clothes were soaked. It was like this almost every day. She said she was used to it, but no, she was not used to it once, and she was not without pain once.

Zhu Meina stood up.

"You..."

"I know what you want to ask?" Yan Huan turned around and looked at Zhu Meina straight. Their respective unbearableness was in front of each other, and there was no hiding.

Zhu Meina had no flesh, but she had no health. No one was more noble than the other. They were all cheap.

"You want to ask me how I got addicted to drugs and how I got this disease, right?"

"Yes," Zhu Meina clutched her clothes tightly. You are not that kind of person. Yes, no. Although Zhu Meina didn't know Yan Huan, Yan Huan was proud and she was also clean. She has always been a female artist with zero scandals. Her fame does not rely on any hype.

So she didn't believe that Yan Huan would take drugs and get this disease.

And she knew that there were only three ways to transmit this disease: blood, mother-to-child, and sexual contact.