Han Jin stood three or four steps at the entrance of the west room. His originally clean and tidy clothes rolled on the concrete floor and became a little dirty.

He was also worried about Han Yao's situation. He knew that he had just seen her attitude towards him.

How important is the grandmother who adopted her to her?

In my heart, I felt so full of indescribable guilt towards my sister who had been wandering outside for so long, and I hated those people and things back then.

Han Yao's physical condition can be described as a mess. Grandma Chai's hands were covered with her forehead, and the hot touch of her palm made her frown.

"Nonao, Xiaoli! Take this girl back to the west room quickly. Why are you doing with a fever? Is there so many injuries on your body? Is it because I'm afraid of life!"

Grandma Chai was also angry. She didn't even feel angry at the dinner table for what Zhao Hong said. She is really angry now.

Does this child even want his life? The calmness that belongs to the old man in his body is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Fu Shaoli also followed Grandma Chai's words and wanted to take Han Yao away. Her hand had reached over, and Han Yao was already shaking.

The hand hanging down on her side was wiped against the trouser slit without any blood on her lips, her head was so dizzy and her body was cold, and she was still trembling constantly.

But in this situation, she still didn't want to leave, so she directly reached out to grab Fu Shaoli's arms that were stretched out.

He bit his wrist heavily, and everyone present was startled. Han Yao bit the piece of meat in his mouth as if he was venting, and the more he bit, the harder he tried.

From beginning to end, Fu Shaoli never frowned, and Grandma Chai was also startled and wanted to call someone to come and pull Han Yao.

But Fu Shaoli reached out to stop him.

"It's better to let her bite... than torture herself."

What does this pain mean?

It took a long time for the meat on Fu Shaoli's wrist to be bitten and bleeding. However, the most surprising thing is that,

Han Yao swallowed the overflowing blood into his belly just by tying it.

Everyone was stunned. After a long time, Han Yao let go, and the wound on Fu Shaoli's wrist was no longer bleeding.

He looked down at her, his voice was very low and heavy.

"Have you bite enough, have you had fun?"

Han Yao didn't speak, and the blood made her lips, which had no color, turn charming red, making her a little evil.

Coupled with the sad aura around her, it makes people stunned.

Han Yao's hand that he put back was rubbed by his trouser pocket. His hands were hard and frowned slightly.

I raised my eyes, scanned my grandmother's photo, thought for a while, but stood up.

Without saying a word, he walked towards the east room, his feet were sore and soft, and he staggered for a moment, but fell into a warm embrace, and raised his eyes,

She smiled at him,

"Fu Shaoli, thank you."

Pick her up,

"Are you going in? I'll take you in."

Fu Shaoli hugged Han Yao and went straight into the east room. Han Jin followed him and also into the east room. Han Yao was placed on his grandmother's bed by Fu Shaoli.

"The big box against the wall in the east has a small box of mahogany inside, you can take it out."

Slowly, he took the key he had received from his grandmother from his pocket, and Han Yao pointed at a large box in the corner of the east wall.

It was obvious that Han Yao pointed at it, and Fu Shaoli naturally saw it. Seeing the key in her hand, she didn't say much.

Go directly into the corner.
Chapter completed!