"What deal did you make with He Xihuai? Qiao'er, you have to let me know. You should know that I am a very rational person."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyelids, his eyes were tangled and complicated, and after a while he said: "You are not the only one in the world who has the same blood as me. Staying with those people is useless to my health, but if I can collect their blood, collect a small part from each person, then in the end I won't need you to give me a blood transfusion. This is the best way."
Fu Nanli was speechless for a moment.
She did a lot of things for his sake, and she silently took on a lot of things alone.
"Why would He Xihuai want to exchange with you?"
Wen Qiao said softly, "He used Gu Xiao's life as an exchange. The only person in the world who can save Gu Xiao is probably my uncle. He has given clues about six people and left a card in his hand. My uncle said that there are still two years. In these two years, I will try my best to get blood from these people. Six hundred milliliters per person will be enough."
He held her fingers tightly, his hands pressed on the pillow, his eyes devout and his expression burning: "Wen Qiao, I am willing to give you everything."
If that day really comes, he is willing to exchange one life for another.
"You saved my life. If it weren't for you, Fu Nanli would have died in that car accident."
Wen Qiao finally raised her eyes to look at him: "I went to save you just to stay by your side and save my life."
"Well, it's like a Möbius strip. Anyway, you saved my life, and I owe you that."
Wen Qiao put her arms around his neck and said, "No need to thank me. Let's live well together."
He held her in his arms. It was quiet and silent in the midsummer morning. The only sound he could hear was the chirping of cicadas outside, which seemed far away in the horizon. Everything seemed a little unreal.
After a while, Fu Nanli asked, "Is Gu Xiao awake?"
Wen Qiao: …
"Um."
Gu Xiao: All my admiration and love over the years have been misplaced. My brother only has eyes for Wen Qiao, so what am I
"Was the operation performed by your uncle successful?"
Wen Qiao: “Yes.”
Fu Nanli breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that he woke up. Will he stay in China or return to Country M in the future?"
Wen Qiao shrugged: "I'm not sure about that. When my uncle and I left, he couldn't speak yet. He Xihuai probably wouldn't let him stay."
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Two days later, in the He family's mansion deep in the mountains, He Xihuai stood beside the hospital bed and glanced at the person on the bed with an unhappy expression.
"What did you say?"
Gu Xiao said word by word: "I want to stay in Haicheng."
He Xihuai pressed his temple and said, "No, I will send you back to Country M as soon as you recover."
Gu Xiao: "I don't like it over there."
"You have to reply whether you like it or not."
"And you?"
He Xihuai said calmly: "I'll stay here."
Gu Xiao: "Why can you stay here but I can't?"
In fact, when He Xihuai faced Gu Xiao, he did what he could to squeeze him, and he was not too merciful: "You are so fragile, how can you compare with me? You went to Fu Nanli for revenge when provoked by someone, how many lives do you have, can you stay here and waste them?"
Gu Xiao closed his eyes: "I won't do that again in the future. Anyway, I want to stay here."
"You were not born here, nor did you grow up here, so why do you insist on staying here?"
Gu Xiao: "Grandma is here. After I fell into a coma, she must be very sad. I want to stay here with her and live my life well."
(End of this chapter)