The host why is she so delicate

Chapter 38 Good morning, Mr. President (43)
"Crash-"

In the bathroom, the water from the faucet was pouring non-stop. A pair of delicate hands were placed under the faucet. After such a rinse, the transparent water that should have fallen down turned bright red when it flowed into the pool pipe.

"In this world, I only believe that the dead will not tell their secrets!"

The woman looked at herself in the mirror and giggled.

After washing all the blood on his hands, he slowly took the towel from the shelf and wiped it off.

His expression was lazy, as if he was doing something that couldn't be simpler.

When his eyes fell on the saber that was still dripping with water on the bathing platform, there was an obsession in his eyes that did not match his expression, his bloody red lips parted slightly, and his voice was so low that he murmured, "When will I be able to feel as if I have this knife?" Own you completely?"

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'boom--'

Before anyone could come over with the key to the freezer, Ye Chenhan kicked it up, and the heavy iron door swung open.

The people standing behind looked at each other in blank dismay. How much strength did it take to kick such a heavy door open!
For a while, the scalp was tense.

The door opened, and a strong gust of cold air hit the face.

Ye Hanchen stepped into the freezer, his sharp eyes quickly searched the room for any possible hiding places, and finally his eyes fell on a separate box in the farthest corner, suddenly there was a small pain in his heart, he narrowed his eyes , walked quickly towards the box.

Suppressing fear and uneasiness, he stretched out his big palm and landed on the lid of the box. His fingertips trembled, and when he flipped it over, the lid was lifted.

You Qingqing's petite body was huddled inside, the long-term low temperature had made her fall into a coma, her hair and eyelashes were already covered with a thick layer of frost, she could not see life or death...

Unprecedented heartache and fear spread wildly in his chest. There is no clear good or evil in his world. For him, what is good to him is not necessarily good, but what is not good to him must be evil. For villains, he usually doesn't take it too easy.

In his eyes, human lives, especially irrelevant ones, are not worth mentioning at all.

But now I see with my own eyes that the girl who used to be nimble and pretty is huddled in the cold box, her complexion is pale and almost transparent, like... just like...

He didn't dare to think about it.

He didn't dare to reach out to touch it, for fear that the result would be unbearable for him.

But after hesitating for only a few seconds, he quickly reached out and hugged You Qingqing out of the box.

His fingers trembled and landed on her breath, the extremely light breath, so light that if he didn't feel it with his heart, he was ecstatic, and the joy he had never experienced was bursting in his chest in an instant...

"Call the doctor over here, quickly.

In addition, keep checking for me, I want to see who has the guts to touch me so much. "

He carried You Qingqing out of the freezer, and after the catastrophe, he bowed his head and kissed her cold, bloodless lips, "Xiao Xiao, I'm fine now."

"Cold, so cold..."

She was clearly covered with two thick quilts, and even the temperature in the room had been adjusted to the highest level. At the same time, the doctor kept stimulating her body with hot water, but the girl kept shouting that she was cold, and her face was pale. Not much relief.

"Yeclub, going on like this is not an option! The patient's temperature won't come back, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

The doctor's back words were forced back by the man's stern gaze, and his legs trembled tremblingly.

"Get out, no one is allowed to come in without my order."

(End of this chapter)