Chapter 5049 You... don't owe anyone...

Mo Chuqi suddenly straightened her upper body. This was Mo Nanjue's voice. She would not hear it wrong. She had never heard her father make such a sound...

He was in pain.

He should have to cut the skin and transplant it, and he cannot get anesthetics. How painful should he be now...

If it were normal times, if he was awake and still had consciousness, he would never allow himself to make such a sound. Even if he bit his teeth, he would hold it back.

But... this is not a pain that can be imagined.

The man's hoarse roar echoed in the corridor, harsh and profound, as if he was about to penetrate the eardrum.

Mo Yaochen's pupils contracted violently. He walked forward two steps, bent his knees, and knelt down towards the door of the operating room.

Luo Gu also knelt down behind him.

At this moment, the man lying inside was not his girlfriend's father, but his savior...

If Mo Nanjue hadn't rescued him, if he hadn't stopped Shisi, he would never have come out of the base alive.

Luo Gu lowered his head deeply, feeling ashamed of his previous thoughts. He really thought it was Mo Nanjue who killed Luo Xiao...

The roar was intermittent, but it never stopped. Mo Chuqi didn't know how long she had listened and how long she had cried, and she cried until her tears dried up...

She raised her hand suddenly and slapped herself hard!

"Ba"

The crisp slap echoed in the corridor.

Mo Chuqi used great force, and the redness and swelling of the corners of her mouth deepened, but she couldn't feel the pain. Her palms were clenched tightly by her. She lowered her head, her lips were pale, and she trembled so much that she couldn't speak, "Dad..."

Mo Beiyan looked up at her movements, his eyes slightly red.

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Blood all over the operating room.

Tong Ran stood beside her in a sterile suit, and the dagger was placed on one table by her side, and she could get it with her hands. She held the man's left hand hanging from her side with both hands, while Chen An was performing surgery on his right hand.

Tong Ran knew it was painful to change the aid, but she never thought that it would be like this...

She could not imagine an adjective to describe it, and she didn't know how much pain he had to endure. Mo Nanjue's face was covered with sweat, as pale as paper, and there was a bloodthirsty and incomplete beauty against the wounds on his face.

His limbs were fixed by thick iron rings to prevent him from struggling with pain.

Tong Ran held Mo Nanjue's hand tightly. She bent down and saw the man's squinting peach blossom eyes. He leaned back his head, gritted his teeth in pain, his face tightly tightened to the limit, and there was a physiological tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Tong Ran had never seen Mo Nanjue like this before. He had never felt so painful even if he had been hit by DK before. She looked at Chen An's surgery, but just looked at her, she couldn't help but tremble, as if she could feel the piercing pain.

Mo Nanjue could not count the number of times he fainted from the pain. Tong Ran reached out to stroke his face and wiped his sweat. During the movement, she saw his thin lips moving slightly, as if she was murmuring something.

Tong Ran approached his ear. The man's voice was very light, as if he was unconsciously murmuring. Tong Rancui got closer and heard Mo Nanjue's subconscious whisper, "You... don't owe anyone..."

Tong Ran was stunned.

Her nose suddenly felt sore, and a violent feeling of soreness came. Tong Ran looked at Mo Nanjue's eyes. He was still closing his eyes, but his mouth was still repeating, one after another, hoarse but tried his best, "You don't owe Luo Xiao... you don't owe him... don't owe anyone..."

Tong Ran suddenly reached out to cover her mouth, and the hot tears burned the back of her hand. She knew that Xiaoqi had told him that she owed Luo Xiao...
Chapter completed!