Chapter 777: He faints

  Chapter 777 He is dizzy
  He Chen's words deeply stimulated Yin Mo.
  She stared at her, not knowing how to react.
  Because He Chen said nothing wrong.
  But her advantage is also her biggest disadvantage and sorrow.
  If you can live smartly, who wants to hide in the shadow of the dark?
  Can she?
  Parents’ loyalty to Childman and Xiao Yehui’s control and suppression of her over the years, trying to survive among wolves, tigers and leopards, who can see her difficulties?
  Everyone said that Yin Mo was incompetent and stupid. She hadn't experienced her life, and she seemed to have become cowardly.
  Yin Momu has a charming and enchanting face, his eyes are hollow and gloomy, like a delicate flower on the verge of withering.
  He Chen smiled on his lips, and his fingertips carefully traced Yin Mo's eyebrows and eyes, and his handsome cheeks deepened the smile. "You have a gray-hearted expression, do you want me to give you a knife for the rest of my life?"
  Yin Mo dropped his long, curly eyelashes, waved He Chen's dishonest hand, and took a drink from his wine glass.
  She turned and wanted to leave, but He Chen didn’t stop her, instead she said coldly behind her,
So unaccountable?

  Yin Mo walked slowly, turned his back to him, and had a flat voice, "Can I be completely relieved when I die?"
  The room was quiet for a few seconds.
  He Chen leisurely leaned against the bar, sniffing the fragrant foreign wine in the glass, his tone frivolous and poking, "Then you remember to record a video, and I will send it to the border seven to watch it together."
  Yin Mo's breath condensed, and she turned stiffly, wishing to shoot him.
  He Chen finished his glass of wine, his toes touched the ground rhythmically,
Come here if you don’t walk, I can teach you how to turn defeat into victory in the face of younger brothers and sisters.

   "You..." Yin Mo curled up his fingertips, "Teach me?"
  He Chen's face was dark, and he looked at her faintly, "Why, I'm not worthy to teach you?"
   Yin Mo grabbed her mind, and almost blurted out the word ‘unworthy’, but she swallowed it anyway.
   Although He Chen is sloppy, he is definitely not as simple as it appears.
  Yin Mo is in entanglement. In the past, she seems to always make a dilemma.
  However, He Chen didn't give her too much time to hesitate. He stepped forward and pulled her arms into his arms.
He poured another half glass of wine into Yin Mo's hands, and squeezed her face, "Baby, if you want to gain the trust of others, you have to show approval. Whether right or wrong, you have to approve everything about him. Think about it in your mind. While you can't get used to Xiao Yehui, you are doing things for him. This is a typical example of both standing and standing."
  Yin Mo was speechless, and his words were rough but not rough.
   Although she has some criticisms about He Chen, she has to admit that what he said is reasonable.
  In this way, after three cups of wine, Yin Mo’s cheeks were slightly moist, and he started a long conversation with He Chen through Jiu Jin.
  ……
  The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the mist first opened.
  Li Qiao wandered into the restaurant with her half-dry hair, and the table was already full of breakfast.
  She did not see Shang Yu, and when she woke up, the bed was empty.
  Li Qiao hooked her leg and sat down, grabbing the damp hair. As soon as she looked up, she saw Su Moshi, Xia Siyu and Yun Li walking in side by side.
  Xia Siyu's eyes were red and swollen, and there were dark circles under her eyelids, and she looked sluggish.
  Li Qiao took a sip of the milk and pressed her lips, feeling that the taste was not right.
  It seems to be brewed milk powder...
  Li Qiao's gaze patrolled around, and soon saw a jar of milk powder for pregnant women on the Liuli Terrace.
  She took the milk cup next to her and sniffed. She hadn't come to a conclusion yet, Yun Li had already spoken in a dumb voice, "Lao Su, what is your taste in the town of Mies, do you not drink milk for breakfast?"
  Li Qiao: "..."
  Xia Siyu heard this, and tasted it with a cup, "It's delicious."
  Su Moshi silently looked at Li Qiao, a helpless wry smile crossed his eyes.
  As expected of Nanyang Ye Ye, he prepared milk powder for pregnant women for Li Qiao so quickly, and even the group of them who came to have a meal had to accompany them to drink.
  Li Qiao wiped her face, got up and walked to the edge of the glazed table, and silently put the can of milk powder into the closet.
   turned around and saw Shang Yu's tall and slender figure walking slowly from outside the hall.
  The two were seated one after another, and a harmonious and weird atmosphere spread in the restaurant.
  Xia Siyu lowered his head and ate the breakfast bag, but Yu Guang kept paying attention to Yun Li's behavior.
  Starting this morning, his voice has become hoarse and he coughs more frequently than before.
  Until--
  The other people all stopped eating and looked at Yun Li. Xia Siyu tilted her head to lean in front of him, and missed a beat.
   Yun Li had a nosebleed.
  The first thing I found was Li Qiao on the opposite side.
  She lifted her chair and walked out without saying a word, and Su Moshi followed closely behind.
  Shang Yu put down the tableware, and stared at Yunli with a nosebleed with deep eyes, his eyes were full of haze.
  He pressed his thin lips tightly, looked sideways at Liuyun and others behind him, and said coldly, "Contact Yaotang."
   Liu Yun nodded, and when he walked out of the restaurant, he looked at Yun Li anxiously.
  Not long, Li Qiao and Su Moshi turned back one after another, Su Moshi still carrying the medicine box in his hand.
   Yun Li was reminded by Xia Siyu, slightly raised his head and rested on the back of the chair, holding a towel in his hand to block his nose, hearing the sound of footsteps, squinted his eyes, "It's just a nosebleed, as for taking the medicine box?"
  He had occasional nosebleeds in the manor.
   Yun Li attributed this phenomenon to inadequacy of water and soil and dry air.
  However, the late autumn of the British Emperor was really cold and humid.
  No one spoke in the dining room. Su Moshi put the medicine box on the table, took out an injection from it, rolled his sleeves under Yun's stern expression, and performed intramuscular injections.
   Yun Li didn't react, his thin lips were completely white as soon as the injection was finished.
  Xia Siyu looked at him anxiously, because the towel blocked his nose, and could not see the nose bleeding stopped, she hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Brother Li, how do you feel?"
  Su Moshi put the used injections into a small surgical garbage bag, fixed his eyes on Yun Li, and frowned his sword eyebrows steeply, "Brother Li?"
  He just injected Yunli with naloxone, the antidote.
   should have been able to reduce the effect of cannabinoids in his body, but Yun Li at this time, his face pale, and his eyes closed looked very painful.
   Could it be that...Naloxone can't work anymore?
  A burst of depressing dullness spread in everyone's mind.
  Only Li Qiao, holding the corner of the table with one hand, reluctantly remembered something, "He is dizzy..."
  Xia Siyu and Su Moshi: "..."
Shang Yu also raised his eyebrows, and a thin smile appeared in his cold eyes.
  Li Qiao met the eyes of several people, and pulled her lips, "Next time injection...Don't let him see the needle."
  As long as he can't see, he is fine.
   Yun Li’s problem was discovered by Li Qiao when she first met eight years ago.
  She did not think that the boss of the dignified mercenary group was not afraid of the sky and the earth, but just fainted.
  It's okay for others to get injections, but when the needle enters his own body, he immediately faints.
  Halo needle is Yun Li's only weakness.
  (End of this chapter)