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Misha smiled weakly and nodded.

Ito was very interesting. He found an excuse and left, leaving space for the two.

Lord Luo sat there with a heavy look and said slowly, "Xiao Rong left."

Misha's eyes stagnated. "He... Left?"

Leave?

Where did he go?

"He went back to Cambodia with the woman named una."

Misha was stunned, and the doubt in her eyes was even worse, "they..."

She didn't know about the blood transfusion last night. She was dizzy all day. ITO and others wouldn't tell her this at this time.

"Godfather, why did he leave so suddenly?"

Even, I didn't even say hello

Lord Luo raised his eyes, looked at her puzzled face and sighed, "Xiao Sha, when you get better, you'd better ask him in person."

Lord Luo is not a gossip, especially young people's emotional problems, and will not participate at will. Since Anrong had said before he left that he would deal with it alone, he respected the child's decision.

Misha narrowed her eyes. "Godfather, what happened?"

Lord Luo shook his head and smiled, "Xiao Rong is a smart child. You don't have to worry about him. He knows what he's doing."

At this time, ITO came in with fruit, "Lord Luo, you eat fruit."

Lord Luo smiled and stood up. "I have something else to do. I'll go first." he lowered his head and looked at Misha. "Little Sha, don't think too much. I'll let Godfather solve the matter last night." then he recalled a sneer, "those who dare to bully me don't want to live!"

Misha pressed down her doubts and asked ITO to send Lord Luo away on her behalf.

Although the wound was hurting, Misha had no time to take care of it. When she thought of Anrong, she vaguely felt a trace of uneasiness.

Ito pushed the door in, "Lord Luo is really angry this time. Ha ha, those bastards who hurt you may not have a good life."

Misha looked at him and asked hard, "ITO, do you know... What happened to Anrong?"

Ito was stunned. "Why did you ask him?"

Misha frowned. "What do you know? Tell me everything."

Ito scratched his hair and was still struggling to tell him what happened last night. Mien came in, "Misha, is it better?"

Ito looked at him and said, "just in time, I'll give it to you. I'll go and see visa."

Mien nodded and ITO hurried away.

Put the soup he cooked on the table. Mien went to the bedside, reached out and stroked her cheek. He smiled gently, "I just met Lord Luo. I didn't expect you to have such a big face. He can come to see you."

"Mien..." Misha murmured, "tell me, did Ann Rong go back?"

Mien's face changed slightly. Then he smiled at her and nodded, "well, I heard Xi Cen mention that he returned to Cambodia today."

Sure enough

Misha slowly lowered her eyes. She was already weak, which would make her look more lovable.

"How could it be so sudden?"

Mien frowned, pulled over the chair, sat next to her and held her hand in the palm. "There's something I have to tell you."

Misha looked at him and asked hoarsely, "what?"

After a moment of silence, he said, "last night, you needed blood transfusion, but your blood type was very special. We couldn't find it in such a short time... It was an Rong. He brought a woman with scars on her face. She was stable with your blood type, which saved your life."

Misha opened her eyes in amazement, "my blood type... Special?"

"Well, very special, very rare."

Misha frowned a few times, "that woman... It's una."

Meen didn't answer, just looked at her quietly.

Misha's dry lips wriggled a few times. "So, he left... Because of me?"

I've been with an Rong for so long. I still have some understanding. How can Misha not figure out the relationship?

But to her surprise, there are so many karma in reality. In that case, an Rong... Won't watch her die.

Misha struggled to get up. Mien frowned and carefully pressed her, "Misha, you can't move!"

"I want to find him. He can't compromise with that woman because of my relationship!" Misha was a little excited. She began to become anxious and uneasy when she thought of Anrong's going back to such a cold home.

"Misha!" mien was angry, angry that she didn't take care of her body. "You know that Anrong might compromise for you. Do you want to waste his kindness now?"

"But..." Misha said anxiously, "he will be in danger when he goes back! What if... What if Raffi knows about Tulie? He will certainly not let Anrong go! Also, Anrong is so poor that he will fall from time to time, he..."

Misha shook her head. She didn't even know what she was talking about. Mien's eyes grew deeper and deeper. Looking at her, there was an unspeakable pain spreading.

Once upon a time, she would care so much about a person?

Except what I thought

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again, and said gently, "don't worry. Anrong is not as bad as you think. In addition to the mercenary corps, he also took over Tulie's scorpion army. Even if Raffi wants to deal with him, it's not easy."

Misha said anxiously, "commander, if he is cannon fodder, he won't really offend Raffi for him!"

"Even if it's cannon fodder, he is also the successor in the name of the commander. For his own face, the commander will come forward." mien whispered, and Misha's anxious mood was comforted a little.

"Really?" she looked at him blankly. "Is it really safe for an Rong?"

Mien smiled. "Well, I promise you."

Although there was a warm smile on his cheeks, his heart was aching faintly.

"That's good... That's good..." she stopped struggling, slowly relaxed her body and said softly, "that guy is sometimes very stupid. He won't say a word when he is bullied... He was abused by his father and brother before, and now..."

Mien still listened with a smile, but his heart hurt more.

Misha was so tired that she closed her eyes again. "Mien, I'm so tired."

He took her hand, lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Sleep, I'll be with you."

She gently pulled a weak smile, "um..."

Mien stayed in front of her bed and never told her that they were not brothers and sisters. Perhaps, he knew very well that he would be disqualified forever whether there was the ironic DNA report or not