When You’re Gone

The jaw that was pinched by him was still aching, and Liang Shu almost murmured: "I heard them say that she was a woman you valued very much. Is it okay to die like this?"

The corner of the man's mouth was grinning, and the light cut out his god-like outline, forming two extremes with the darkness outside.

"It doesn't matter if your two friends detained in the black market have their hands or feet or heads fallen to the ground, why worry about me?"

Liang Shu's fingers clasped his palms hard, his nails almost sinking into the flesh of his palm.

Skin Xiaorou tugged at the corners of his lips without a smile, "It is said by outsiders: Gu Jia Gu Hansheng does not show signs of dew, everyone laughs three-pointedly..."

He stretched out his hand to pat the woman's cold cheek, and slowly smiled, "Everyone..."

Gu Hansheng chewed on these two words, leaned down, curled her fingers, squeezed her nonsensual face, her voice was extremely soft, "So please be your own lady, you will get half a million if you put a little blood, and you are greedy. What?"

She tried to laugh, her eyes turned into two crescent moons.

That face, almost without any violation, transitioned from glamorous to innocent.

"Give me a million, and the blood on my body can be as much as you save several people."

…

It was a long, long time before Gu Hansheng realized that he had promised her not because she let him draw blood casually, but only because of her.

Gu Hansheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his hands in his hands, the light pulled his figure extremely long, and his back looked like an independent posture.

In the room, the dripping sound of medical equipment was endless.

But the thread that symbolizes human vital signs still doesn't fluctuate much.

He asked, "Blood is still not enough, is it?"

The white coat nodded in fear, "Yes..."

The man turned around suddenly, his face uncertain.

The white coat looked at him with a tone of helplessness and difficulty, "But the amount she just drew has almost reached the limit of blood donation."

A light as bright as day passed by outside the window, and a thunder blasted in the sky in less than two seconds.

The rain seemed to be getting worse.

"Isn't it yet?"

"Pick more."

…

This evening, Liang Shu contributed 400cc, and he was almost reaching the limit of blood donation.

Unexpectedly, the sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded between the rest periods.

Sitting on the sofa, Liang Shu tilted his head to look at the opened door, and a group of people filed in.

She squinted her eyes and stretched out her arms without even twisting her brows.

The medical sister who took the blood looked at her several times, but hesitated.

She laughed, "Excuse me, please, I'm afraid the needle will hurt like just now."

The nurse sister smiled softly, "Definitely."

Seeing the red blood drawn away from her body, the scene in front of her was a little fuzzy, she held her forehead with her hand and frowned slightly.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me in time. Although I smoked more this time, it was within the range that the human body can accept."

She held the eye of the needle and nodded, "Okay."

The door was taken, and Liang relieved and closed his eyes.

She fell asleep while taking a bath in the bathroom. When she woke up, the cold water in the bathtub wrapped her up. She sneezed several times when she stood up.

In the mirror, the woman's face was several degrees paler than before.

She forced a smile on her own, one million, it would take her half of her life, not to mention just a few hundred cc of panda blood.

After all, she made a profit.

Early the next morning, she was awakened by a short knock on the door.

When I woke up, the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was still gray, and the light in the distance was dim.