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Chapter 1762 His Prayer



Chapter 1762 His Prayer

Chapter 1762 His Prayer

So much so that when Yang Moyan raised his hand and knocked out the medicine, Lin Zhaoxia couldn't control her hands, and directly pushed Yang Moyan away from her face vigorously.

"I don't know, and I don't want to hear it!"

After growling these words, Lin Zhaoxia bent down and coughed fiercely a few times, as if her whole body was in tearing pain.

The normal saline flows down the corner of the eye without pain.

There is still blood on the corner of the lips that has not dried up.

When she straightened up, her face was already wet.

Lin Zhaoxia came back to her senses, and frantically grabbed the medicine scattered on the table.

Yang Moyan pulled her hand back vigorously, and held it in his palm.

Lin Zhaoxia struggled a few times to see that it didn't work, her eyes were smeared fiercely, and she leaned over to bite her head.

Unexpectedly, Yang Moyan noticed her movement and raised his hand to avoid it.

In the end, he simply grabbed her waist and held her tightly in his arms.

"Don't move, don't move...don't move, please, I'll get it, I'll get it..."

Yang Moyan's voice trembled unbelievably. He closed his eyes and pressed the struggling young man in his arms. He seemed to have completely lost his mind, so he raised his hand to take a few pills from the table, and then buckled them all in. in his own lips.

He raised his hand to stand the boy in front of his eyes, and directly blocked his lips.

Lin Zhaoxia took the medicine as she wished, and her mood soon began to stabilize.

But also because her bones were extremely weak, this fight with Yang Moyan directly stimulated her nerves. As they kissed, her eyes gradually darkened, and after that, she lost all consciousness...

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Song Yan had never seen Yang Moyan with such a dazed expression.

While comforting Yang Moyan, he adjusted the instrument and checked Lin Zhaoxia.

"Don't worry, if the stimulation is too great, hypoxia and suffocation is also normal."

Song Yan never thought that one day he would see Yang Moyan hugging Lin Zhaoxia with such a dazed and anxious expression.

Yang Moyan clenched her palms tightly, "She's addicted to drugs...do you know that?"

Song Yan was startled for a moment, then smiled softly, "You know?"

"You already knew?"

"I didn't want to say it at first," Song Yan finished the inspection, and took out the needle to draw some of Lin Zhaoxia's blood for testing. The results of the instrument told Song Yan that Lin Zhaoxia herself was not much affected. He looked at Yang Moyan in a daze , Lin Zhaoxia was fine, so he simply sat down, handed Yang Moyan a glass of water, and began to talk, "But since you already know, there is nothing to hide."

"Please tell me everything." Yang Moyan held the glass of water.

Song Yan looked at Jing Jing lying down, breathing evenly, his complexion was a little pale, but he was already a normal young man, he propped his chin up with one hand and smiled: "I was also surprised when she came to see me that day. She told me not to Tell you. She doesn't want you to be distracted from thinking about her, and she doesn't want to be anyone's burden. "

Yang Moyan pursed her thin lips when she heard the words, "She's not a drag."

"She knows you will say and think like this." Song Yan nodded, "But first of all, she won't be able to pass her own test."

Yang Moyan lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt that Kong has all the skills and strategies, but he can't even protect the person he wants to protect.

Obviously the other party has already been scarred and scarred, but he is still thinking about him all the time.

(End of this chapter)


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