472: C472 Warnings from Owner

C472 Warnings from Owner

"That's it." The owner replied timidly.

"How many milliliters?" Mo Xiaohe looked at the pitiful bag of blood in front of him. In this short period of time, it would be difficult to collect all 5000 milliliters of blood.

"One thousand milliliters." The owner answered honestly. He didn't know how Mo Xiaohe judged his blood to be impure, but he was afraid of the military knife in Mo Xiaohe's hand.

Mo Xiaohe took out twenty thousand yuan from his bag and threw it to the owner, then handed it over to Mo Xiaoyun.

The inn owner's legs were weak as he took twenty thousand yuan from the table. He was secretly glad that he had survived. Twenty thousand was good enough.

"Brother Mo, we're still four thousand milliliters away." Mo Xiaoyun had already put the insulation materials in his backpack for the sake of preserving his plasma. At this moment, he was also a little afraid of Mo Xiaohe.

Fortunately, Mu Qingqing had never seen his fierce and roguish look before. Otherwise, she would definitely not marry Mo Xiaohe in the future. Mo Xiaoyun thought silently in his heart.

"To the next one." Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips and hid his sword back into his boots. He had just grasped the part of the inscription, so as to not expose himself in front of the inn owner.

On the sabre, the words "Army Special Forces Brigade — Mo Xiaohe" were engraved clearly.

"Don't tell what happened earlier to Qing." After walking for a while, Mo Xiaohe warned Mo Xiaoyun again.

"Ah?" Ah! "Oh, okay." Mo Xiaoyun was stunned and quickly caught up with Mo Xiaohe. He thought to himself silently, so Brother Mo also had a moment of fear.

"I'm not afraid. I'm just afraid that she's too worried." Mo Xiaohe helplessly explained.

Mo Xiaoyun covered his mouth and snickered.

"Little brat!" Mo Xiaohe warned him coldly.

Well, not Mu Qingqing. Mo Xiaoyun stopped smiling and quickly followed Mo Xiaohe to the next place that sold blood.

After searching for a long time, he had spent a hundred and fifty thousand gold coins. However, he was still short of five hundred milliliters of blood.

"You little devil, it doesn't matter if you're short 500 milliliters, right?" Mo Xiaohe asked.

"No, I need to change my body completely. I can't miss even a milliliter." Mo Xiaoyun shook his head. He definitely couldn't let Mo Xiaohe take the slightest risk.

Mo Xiaohe raised his head and looked at the dark sky. Where could he find 500 milliliters of blood right now?

The night had turned dark, and there were only twenty or so hours left. After the blood change, there was still time for Aunt Qiong's operation.

"Take the risk and use the blood." Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips. His body is very hard, so 500 ml shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Mo Xiaoyun shook his head, "Not one milliliter less."

"There is not enough time. The black market is not open at night, and we have all the B-type blood in the surroundings. " Mo Xiaohe only knew these few places to sell blood, he had already been everywhere.

"Where's the hospital?" Mo Xiaoyun knew that there was blood plasma in the blood bank of the hospital. He thought that Mo Xiaohe did not expect it, so he reminded him.

"The hospital doesn't sell blood. Those are for the people who need them." Mo Xiaohe frowned subconsciously. He knew who had B-type blood. However, in such a situation, he couldn't show himself. He was truly worried to death.

Mo Xiaoyun also became anxious. Without enough blood, Mo Xiaohe's life would be in danger. He could not take this risk.

"..."

In Yang Xiao's living room.

There was fine vegetable porridge on the table, combined with large bones and a plate of light fried carrots. This meal was specially made for the patient, Aunt Qiong, and Yang Xiao.

Mu Qingqing personally fed Aunt Qiong before going to the dining table.

Aunt Qiong lay on her bed, longing to go home. Her heart had long since flown back to her home at the foot of the mountain.

Mu Qingqing deliberately ate very slowly as she waited for Mo Xiaohe and Mo Xiaoyun to return. They couldn't be reached because they didn't have a cell phone.

"Where have you been all this time?" Yang Xiao became more and more curious about the places she went to as he saw that she was in a stable mood.

Afraid that Aunt Qiong would urge her again, Mu Qingqing started chatting with Yang Xiao. "He went abroad."

"For a doctor?" Yang Xiao was even more curious as he looked in the direction Aunt Qiong lied. Why didn't Mu Qingqing send this aunt to the hospital, why did she go abroad to look for a doctor?

"Yes." Mu Qingqing braced herself and nodded.

"I haven't been able to find a doctor for your aunt these days. You have to tell me, what's your aunt's situation right now." Yang Xiao lowered his voice as he discussed Aunt Qiong's condition with Mu Qingqing. He had heard Aunt Qiong say before that she would fall from the sky.

However, Mu Qingqing had repeatedly told him not to send her to the hospital. Many times, he had thought of sending Aunt Qiong to the hospital, but the thought had stuck in his mind.

"It's fine. Auntie will probably be fine by tomorrow. Yang Xiao, thank you so much for all this time. I'll settle all of Auntie's expenses with you in a while. " Mu Qingqing took a sip of the porridge, her heart filled with worry.

"Will tomorrow, really, be all right?"

"Don't talk about money with me. "Besides, although the property tycoon in A City is called Yang Xiao, you, Mu Qingqing, are my benefactor." Yang Xiao was grateful that Mu Qingqing had improved his level, so he didn't care about this small matter.

"Then deduct it from my dividend." Mu Qingqing didn't want to owe Yang Xiao anything.

"Oh right, you've been overseas recently. Don't you know that something big has happened to your family?" Yang Xiao changed the topic and started gossiping about Mu Qingqing's family matters.

"Mu Family?" Mu Qingqing looked at Yang Xiao in a daze, wondering if it was Mu Family. Yang Xiao also knew that the Hua Family took Hua Chenyan as a problem, and it could also be a matter of Hua Family.

"Yes, your sister and my cousin are getting married." Yang Xiao had a smile on his face. Talking about this matter was quite funny.

"Oh." Mu Qingqing responded without any special reaction. During this period of time, she had been busy saving Aunt Qiong, so she didn't have the time to worry about Mu Family. However, she was the one who facilitated the marriage between Mu Xiaoyou and Zhan Yufei.

"I don't know who got your sister's pregnancy report on the gossip news, but in order to stop people from talking, your mom got someone to write a public relations article saying that they are in love." Yang Xiao was in the mood to watch a show, so he did not hesitate to talk about the Mu Family. He knew that the Mu Family wasn't good for Mu Qingqing.

"That woman is not my mother, and Mu Xiaoyou is not my sister." Mu Qingqing replied coldly.

"You are still wise. Although my cousin is my relative, I know his character. "This person is too greedy. He eats from the pot and looks into the bowl. As long as he is given a springboard, his entire universe will want it." Yang Xiao had already seen through Zhan Yufei's personality. A relative was a relative, but it was not suitable to find a girl as outstanding as Mu Qingqing.

"Why are you telling me this?" Mu Qingqing's rejection of Zhan Yufei was something that Yang Xiao was clear of, moreover, she was not interested in Zhan Yufei.

"You're a good person, I don't want you to sink into mud in the future." Yang Xiao was elated as he laughed.

"Do you mind if I do? I'm only a few years older than you. " Yang Xiao adjusted his red suit jacket and looked at Mu Qingqing with bright eyes.

Mu Qingqing laughed and replied, "I'm not interested in peacocks. One year old is a huge gap. Besides, you are seven years older than me."

She knew that Yang Xiao was just speaking, he wasn't distracted.

Yang Xiao shook his head in frustration, "You are good at everything, but your eyes are bad. If you don't like such a sulky man like me, then what kind of man do you like? "

Mu Qingqing did not reply, but the scene of Mo Xiaohe fondling her head appeared in her mind.

"Qingqing …" Aunt Qiong called out to her, interrupting her train of thoughts.

"Aunt Qiong, what's wrong?" Mu Qingqing quickly put down her bowl and moved closer to Aunt Qiong's bedside.

"I want to go back." Aunt Qiong looked at her imploringly. She always wanted to go home; she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to last past the next day. She also didn't have the chance to say goodbye to her family.

Mu Qingqing awkwardly stood at the bedroom door, she didn't know how to reply to Aunt Qiong. There was only one way to save Aunt Qiong. If Mo Xiaohe and Mo Xiaoyun didn't find Aunt Qiong when they came back, they would have been delayed a lot along the way. If something else happened, she didn't dare to think about it.

Yang Xiao looked at her. The car downstairs was already prepared. As long as Mu Qingqing said it was okay, he could drive there immediately.2

However, the awkward silence in the room made him anxious.

"Qingqing …" Aunt Qiong's pleading gaze was right in front of him. "There's really no time. I want to go back and say my goodbyes to them."

Mu Qingqing was at a loss. Other than waiting for Mo Xiaohe and the rest, she didn't know how to explain this to Aunt Qiong's family.

"Auntie will not say those things. I'll just go home as usual and tell them that I lost it myself." Aunt Qiong was begging Mu Qingqing in a nearly humble manner.

"Sister Qing, what do you say?" Yang Xiao couldn't hold it in anymore, so he asked directly.

"No, your body can't take a long journey." Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth and rejected Aunt Qiong's request.

Aunt Qiong covered her heart in excitement. "Little girl, are you making things difficult for Aunt Qiong? Do you want her to die with regrets?"

"I can go get your family." Mu Qingqing said her next sentence.

Aunt Qiong was stunned.

"Yang Xiao, take care of my aunt for me, I'm going out." Mu Qingqing bit her lips and came up with a solution.

"Little Qing Qing, just tell them that I have contracted an illness. Don't talk about those things." Hearing Mu Qingqing say that she was going to fetch her family, Aunt Qiong felt slightly more at ease. She warned Mu Qingqing repeatedly not to tell her about the incident at the cliff.

"I know." Mu Qingqing took the car keys from Yang Xiao and walked downstairs.

"Take good care of Auntie." Yang Xiao instructed the nurse to chase him.

The night breeze was chilly. Mu Qingqing, wearing an old cotton linen robe and looking a bit rustic, took the keys to the car and unlocked the door before getting into the driver's seat.

Yang Xiao followed closely behind and sat in the passenger seat.

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