C3 (2/2)

Afterwards, the man swiftly wrapped gauze around her injured wrist, and handed her a cup containing around three spoonfuls of blood. He respectfully said, ”Young Madam, give this to First Young Master to drink.

Happy newlyweds?! Fan Xuebao was about to cry, unwilling to extend her hand and receive the terrifying cup. But the other side didn't seem to want to discuss it. They just waited quietly.

She wanted to ask for help, to beg them to let her go, but she couldn't make a sound. In the end, it was still the man who forcefully placed the cup into her hand and pushed her into the true Gates of Hell.

There was only a dim candle flame in the room, which made it difficult to see its surroundings clearly. Fan Xuebao looked around in fear. He felt that this bedroom was really big. The closed curtains blocked the bright moonlight outside.

Fan Xuebao leaned against the door, holding onto the small delicate glass tightly. He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. A muffled roar came from the middle of the bedroom. She subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound!

Two eyes that were like stars shot over from the direction of the big bed. Fan Xuebao was completely terrified, he screamed out silently, his hands trembled, and the cup fell to the ground, blood splattering onto her red bride's shoes.

Xue Bao turned around and wanted to escape, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't open the tightly shut door. In the end, he had no choice but to lean against the door and vigilantly stare at the center of the bed.

Vaguely, she saw a half-naked, strong man lying on the bed. He seemed to be enduring a great deal of pain at the moment, his hands tightly clutching the bedsheets on both sides, his slender body trembling.

The pair of sharp eyes stabbed into her body, and her sweaty hair stuck to his forehead. She couldn't see his appearance clearly, but she could feel the bone-piercing cold expression on his face. It was as if he was going to pounce on her and devour her in the next moment!

”You … ”What's wrong?” Xue Bao asked with a trembling voice. After asking, he realized that he couldn't make a sound. That strange man couldn't possibly have heard him.

Just then, a groan that was even more painful than the previous one came out from the man's mouth. His body trembled even more violently. It was as if the poison in his stomach had flared up. It was also like a huge fire had been ignited in his body, causing him great pain!

What kind of illness did he have? Fan Xuebao had asked the mother fan and also the Old Master Yan, but they could not say who they were. They only said that they were cursed in their previous life, but this was an era of science and technology. Fan Xuebao, who was currently in a higher education, did not believe in ghosts and gods at all.

And looking at his appearance, he was clearly sick, seriously sick! If this continues, there will be a day when I will be killed by Old Master Yan's superstition!

An ear-splitting roar startled Fan Xuebao, who was in a trance. She looked at the man on the bed again, he seemed to have reached the limits of pain. His body slowly curled up as beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his back. A wave of heat wave assaulted Fan Xuebao's face and he was shocked by the sudden heat wave.

”Come here …” The man moved his lips and gave the order with difficulty.

It was unknown where Xue Bao got the courage, he rushed over and stared at him, ”You should go to the hospital! Instead of enduring the pain here, you will die if you continue on! ” She knew she couldn't make a sound, but she still couldn't help but yell.

How could modern people be so superstitious? Old Master Yan was superstitious, how could he himself be so superstitious?

”Die?” The man sneered and scoffed. The sneer on his face was soon replaced by pain once again as he gritted his teeth and endured it. Xue Bao stared at him in surprise. He actually heard her words? He had clearly never seen the shape of her mouth, nor had she ever made a sound! How strange!

Ah--!” After another furious roar, Xue Bao felt his body violently shake, and then he was pressed down by an extremely powerful object. And the one pressing down on her was actually him?!

This close proximity finally allowed Xue Bao to understand where that heat wave came from. His body was at least 45 degrees Celsius in temperature, but what was strange was that this high temperature really couldn't burn him.

”Let me go!” Xue Bao screamed in terror. His heat was slowly being transferred to her body, and the shame in her body was heating up. Xue Bao was about to faint from fear. However, her willpower had been strong since she was young. In the end, she wasn't scared to the point of fainting. She was afraid that if she lost consciousness, not even her bones would remain.

”Yu Er... ”Save me …” The man trembled and made a short, painful sound again. What did he call her? Yu Er? No, certainly not! Who is Yu Er? Xue Bao actually had the heart to think about these things at this time of panic.

Yan Junyi's bony hand grabbed her neck. He repeated in a low voice, ”Save me …” Every time he recited it, the strength in his hands increased.

Fan Xuebao was pinch to the point that she couldn't breathe, her small face instantly turned purple. She finally knew why his previous eight sessions had resulted in him dying crazily. Even if she was the ninth, she wouldn't be able to escape death …

Save him? She did not know how she could save him, nor did she have the ability to. Why did the Old Master Yan feel that she could save him? She was just a weak and powerless woman!

With a stomach full of questions and helplessness, Fan Xuebao felt so ashamed that he lost consciousness. Death was so magical and painful.

Mom … Should I love you or hate you?