Chapter 1747

Very lucky, Ruan mianmianmian bone marrow matching success, just can give Zhan Jiaer.

The extraction of bone marrow will not cause physical damage, and the self-healing ability of bone marrow is extremely fast, once a year or even twice a year is not a problem.

Even if it is a minor, the impact on the body is minimal.

Therefore, when the person in charge of the medical institution told Zhan Mo that if he could not find a heart for the time being, he could use this method to "renew" Zhan Jia'er's life.

Zhan Mo agreed without hesitation.

If you don't have to sacrifice Ruan Mengmeng's heart, what does it matter to use someone else's?

"I don't need your kindness to me." Ruan Mengmeng has regained her composure at the moment. She raises her cold apricot eyes and looks at Zhan Mo with an extremely weak expression.

"I, as long as you let go. The rest, whether it's good for me or bad for me, I'm not afraid. Zhan Mo Don't make me hate you

Don't make her hate him

Don't make her hate him

When Zhan Mo heard this sentence, he was pale and cold because of excessive blood loss, passing through a dull pain.

Men's dark eyes, dark.

For a long time, thin lips light open: "to hate it, no matter how you think, this matter has no room to turn around."

He will never regret what he has decided.

He will hold Jia'er and Ruan Mengmeng.

Once upon a time, a man who would only cover the wind and rain for one person had the thought of protecting another person for the first time.

He doesn't know why, but He can't help but start to act.

Ruan Mengmeng looks at the man in front of her deeply.

"Well, from today on, I'm just your prisoner, you're just the one who tied me up. From now on, you and I are strangers, and have nothing to say

After that, Ruan Mengmeng got up and backed away.

She finally knew why Zhan Mo wanted to take her to the cinema that day. It turned out that he had a guilty conscience and deliberately flattered her.

Oh

She will not go to battle desert again, because she knows that in this man's heart, no one is more important than his little princess zhanjiaer.

If he dares to fight mianmianmianmian, then don't blame her for her ruthlessness.

Since they have captured mianmianmian, they are trying to keep Zhan Jia'er alive.

So, if Zhan Jia'er, who needs to continue her life, is no longer useful?

As if thinking of something, Ruan Mengmeng's lips sparked a cold smile.

She raised her eyes for the last time and withdrew from the room where they had lived together.

Seeing Ruan Mengmeng's resolute and indifferent eyes and watching her step by step away, Zhan Mo has the pain of not knowing how to retain for the first time.

His pain is not an arm injury, not a dull pain in the bottom of his heart.

But between the chest, as if by a sharp blade cut a huge hole, feel something is gradually away, but can no longer grasp the empty.

"Mo Shao, the wound on your arm..."

Seeing Ruan Mengmeng leaving with blood all over his body, he pushed through the door and saw the scene that shocked him.

They are a few, born with divine power to protect the body, has always been a unilateral crush on other men.

At the moment, he sat at the head of the bed and let the blood dye the whole left arm.

So bright red, so much sticky and bloody.

Looking at Zhan Mo's dark eyes as if covered with a layer of shadow, sitting at the head of the bed without saying a word, qihori couldn't help but take a breath.

He couldn't know what happened in the room just now.

What is it, let a always cold and merciless man, show such melancholy desolate eyes.

Alas, such a man, or he knows little?