The man breathed a sigh of relief. When Tong Ran was in the most pain, Mo Nanjue wished he could find Xie Yanghua, dismember him five horses, and chop him 110 million times, which was not enough to satisfy her pain for a second.

Mom~!

Su Qingtian was so dead, it was really cheap for her.

Mo Nanjue's expression was sinister. If Su Qingtian hadn't jumped to the building, he would have made her live a life worse than death.

As for the things that relieve Gu...

Mo Nanjue didn't believe it, so he had to ask Su Qingtian to remove the Gu.

Dr. Bohr later told him on the phone that unless he applied other medicines, ordinary Gu could be cured by any Miaojiang person who knew Gu's skills.

Therefore, the insect is the key.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and Su Qingtian found nothing, so she must have hidden her before escaping.

Where would she hide?

Mo Nanjue's index finger tapped his index finger at the bend of his arms, and he thought with his brow locked.

The rain did not have any tendency to stop, but instead became heavier and heavier. The cold wind was howling. Mo Nanjue straightened his body from the car door, his spine stiffened. The man reached out to press the middle of his eyebrows, and his eyes were blurred.

Mo Nanjue frowned, and before he could react, a fishy and sweet aura suddenly surged from his throat!

He wanted to swallow it but couldn't help it. Mo Nanjue was forced to press down on his upper body. He pressed his chest hard, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Bright red blood spilled all over the floor and disappeared soon after being washed away by the rain.

Mo Nanjue's body was pressing down and couldn't stand up for a long time. His arms were as painful as if they were being removed. He bent over and stretched out his hand to support the car door.

Mo Nanjue felt his nerves hurt all over his body. He didn't have a handsome face and wanted to open the car door, but he didn't have any strength and couldn't clench his fists with both hands.

The man maintained this position without moving, and used time to relieve the severe pain.

The rain hit the shoulders and back. Mo Nanjue closed his eyes tightly, unable to stop panting, and a heavy muffled groan overflowed from his nose.

Suddenly, footsteps came not far away.

Mo Nanjue did not look up at who it was, nor did he have the strength to look up. The figure approached and an umbrella hit the top of his head. Luo Xiao held the umbrella in one hand and held his arm with the other, "What's wrong with you?"

The corners of Mo Nanjue's lips curled up coldly, and he pressed his body without saying anything. Luo Xiao lowered his head and saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his brows frowned, "What's going on? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Mo Nanjue rolled lightly in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. He opened his thin lips slightly, and wanted to speak, straightened his body slightly, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was sprayed out!

"Mo Nanjue!" Luo Xiao was shocked, threw away the umbrella and held his arm with both hands, "Don't scare me! What's wrong with you?!"

Mo Nanjue's five fingers stuck in the car door handle, and he straightened up slightly in the pain. He turned his head slightly and glanced at him coldly, "I vomited blood, why did you scare you?"

“…”

Luo Xiao was stunned, and then he realized that he had just blurted out what he said. He grabbed his other hand and pulled the topic, "I will help you up. It's so heavy rain, you can't do this."

Mo Nanjue waved his coldly, "Take your hand away!"

"No," Luo Xiao held his arm tightly and touched his neck with one hand. His fingertips felt extremely thumping. This was not a good sign, "Have I finished all the medicine I gave you?"

Mo Nanjue sneered, and really wanted to slap him to death, "I said, take your hand away. Are you deaf, right?"
Chapter completed!