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"Yeah." Huo Linfeng said casually.

It doesn't seem to answer for himself.

Professor Lin said: "Does she know?"

"I don't know."

No matter what he did, his emotions remained calm, even now he took the scalpel and made a hole in his white wrist, still as calm as a breeze.

Bright red blood poured out, dripping into the container.

"In this way, he shouldn't be life-threatening, right?"

Huo Linfeng looked at Tang Shengze lying on the hospital bed.

Professor Lin said: "It's fine for the time being, but you..."

Huo Linfeng's white face became pale a little.

His complexion was fair and precious, and he released blood from his body, making it easy to see his haggard face.

The rose-colored lips were pale.

Huo Linfeng clenched his fists like nothing else, and the blood gushed out a little faster. The corners of his lips rose, and he smiled and said, "It's just a little bit of blood, no one can die."

"You have taken Baicao since you were young, and your blood is different from that of normal people. You can temporarily save Tang Shengze's life. Thank you."

Professor Lin bandaged the wound for Huo Linfeng, he was cruel, the mouth was too big, the white flesh turned out, the wound looked a bit hideous.

Without Huo Linfeng, perhaps Tang Shengze would be in danger.

Fortunately, I met him.

However, no one knows these, except Huo Linfeng himself.

"This is a destiny, a destined benefactor." Huo Linfeng said lightly, not caring about his pale face.

Although Wenrun's face was pale, it was as attractive as a spring breeze, like a wound, like a small wound cut by a knife.

Afterwards, the unconscious Tang Shengze's complexion was much rosier than before.

But before you find any medicine, don't take it lightly.

Back to Tang's house, everything was as usual, except that there were fewer people in the house and it was much deserted than before.

Tang Yaoyao walked into the house, and many of them did not go home, feeling a lot, thinking of every inch of the house where his healthy father walked, or wherever he was, picking her up.

People always wait until they are lost before longing for the care that was about to overflow.

And now it's all dried up, and it's starting to really pay attention.

"Miss is back, how is the master?"

There are also several servants in the house who are concerned about Tang Shengze's condition.

Tang Yaoyao glanced at it, everyone looked like a good person, and the real disguise was that people were ghosts, and he could only wait to find out.

She was not in the mood to hover with these people, and asked, "Are the servants here?"

"Um." They didn't know what was going on, they were suspicious, and replied: "There are still a few weeding in the garden."

"Call them all here, I have something to ask you." Tang Yaoyao looked serious and said seriously.

Tang Yujiao, who has stayed longer in this house, knows better how many servants there are in the house, and the faces of those people who are familiar with and have met several times.

She looked at them: "They have been in the Tang family for several years, and they don't seem to be abnormal."

Tang Yaoyao said, "I'll talk about it when everyone comes."

In a short while, all the servants of the Tang family were called out, about seven or eight, all of them bowed their heads, as if they had done something wrong.

It can also be understood that the atmosphere suddenly becomes solemn, and they are all servants in the Tang family, and it depends on the master's face.

"You all know that my dad is sick."

Tang Yaoyao sat on the sofa with her legs folded and lifted up Erlang's legs. Beautiful eyes patrolled over, looking at these servants.

Under the blade's gaze, the servants' heads dropped lower: "I know."