Mo Qianxin was shocked. Mo Luan continued: "It can also make the wound heal quickly, but the pain is several times that of ordinary people."
Mo Qianxin was stunned, "No, I did a physical examination for you last time, but no abnormalities were found."
"This is also a strange point." Mo Luan said, "Whether I am sick or injured, I am better than ordinary people." Of course, those symptoms will not disappear, but a small cold will be very uncomfortable.
After all, Mo Qianxin was a well-informed researcher, and he calmed down quickly.
He pondered for a while and said: "After the birthday party, you and I will go to the institute again. I want to check your blood."
Mo Luan nodded: "Okay."
There was a brief silence in the room.
The night outside the window was deep, and the light from the street lamp shone on the trees, giving a lot of shadows.
Mo Qianxin raised his eyes and looked at the girl opposite: "Before we recognized each other, you went to the hospital that night when your second brother was still in danger."
"Did you do something to your second brother? When I operated on him, I found that his physical condition was not that bad, and there was a small, insignificant wound on his hand."
Mo Luan smiled, "Brother, you are really sharp."
Mo Qianxin also laughed, "Occupational diseases, you must be careful."
Mo Luan said: "Your guess is correct. I gave him a little of my blood. He was injured very badly. My blood can make his damaged parts grow together slowly."
Mo Qianxin heard it with mixed feelings.
He knew everything that happened between her and her second child.
At that time, the misunderstanding was deep, but my sister went directly to the hospital and saved his life.
Mo Qianxin held his sister's hand, "Qianluan, thank you."
"Brother." Mo Luan sighed, "Even if I am angry, I can't make fun of my second brother's life, besides, he is also a victim."
Mo Qianxin's cold face showed tenderness, how lucky it is to have such a sister.
Although separated for many years, the years did not take away their affection.
"Qianluan, you used to..." Mo Qianxin thought about what to ask.
Mo Luan heard what he wanted to ask, and said, "I know you are very curious about what happened to me before, but also have doubts. Brother, I am very grateful to you."
Even if he had doubts, he didn't doubt her, and loved her as always.
"I haven't figured out some things yet. When everything is figured out in the future, I will tell you everything."
"Good." Mo Qianxin nodded, and did not ask any more.
The two chatted for a while about mutual affection and regenerating blood, and Mo Qianxin got up and left.
Looking at his watch, it was early morning.
Mo Qian said: "Sister, you can rest."
"Ok."
After Mo Qianxin went out, Mo Luan opened the quilt and lay down on the bed.
She thought about things and fell asleep in a daze.
It feels like I slept for a long time, and it seems that I haven't slept for a while.
Then he was awakened by a knock on the door.
A dim light was reflected in the thin curtains, and Mo Luan glanced at the clock on the bedside table, it was past five o'clock.
The knocking on the door did not stop, one after another, it seemed very anxious.
Mo Luan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
He walked over and opened the door. Before he could see who it was, he was hugged into his arms.
Holding tightly, hands shaking, shortness of breath.
"Qianluan, Qianluan..."
Mo Luan quickly patted him on the back, "I'm here, third brother, don't be afraid, I'm here, you have found me, don't be afraid."
Her comfort was very useful, and Mo Qianliu's trembling body slowly calmed down.