My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Seeing that Yan Rui was about to be pushed away, Duan Lin lowered his head and bit **** the hand holding his shoulder. The man screamed and retracted his hand, and Duan Lin turned around trying to break free from the bodyguard on the other side.

Suddenly there was a "bang-" sound, and the person behind him directly kicked Duan Lin's knee.

His legs hurt and he lost his support. Duan Lin slid down and knelt down on the ground.

Several bodyguards behind him ran up and held him down, with such force that they pressed Duan Lin's face to the ground.

His brain was rumbling, and his whole body was in severe pain. Duan Lin weakly raised his hand and stretched it out in Yan Rui's direction. It was so close that he could grab it by taking a step forward.

The whole body seemed to be bound by a net, the tighter it tightened, Duan Lin looked up at Duan Chen with wide eyes, he was still as high as ever, and Lin was trembling with hatred for a while.

"Brother, let Yan Rui go, if something happens to him, you will regret it!" Tears were uncontrollable, and despite hating, he could only beg him.

I hope that I can ask Duan Chen's conscience back in this way.

Duan Chen was still indifferent, and even took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smoked one slowly. A cold voice came from the fog.

"I won't regret it."

Duan Lin's whole body was cold, and his blood seemed to be flowing with biting ice water.

Yan Rui's various appearances can't help but emerge in his mind, some with red eyes and grievances, some with reluctance to cry and strong, some with a gentle smile, these phantoms are so thin, like countless bubbles that can be burst with a single poke, crowded and contented. Rushing, occupying the whole brain.

But now these delicate bubbles have been scratched by people's hands, and one by one they disappear fragilely.

In the end, only a pale and lifeless figure remained in his mind.

Duan Lin's face was flushed red on the ground, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and rubbed his face forward, like a trapped beast struggling to the death.

Tears mixed with blood to form a dark red puddle on the ground.

Does it hurt? Of course it hurts, tears mixed with the gravel on the ground rubbed into the wound, as painful as rubbing against sandpaper.

But the pain in the heart is more painful than the pain in the face.

Thinking of Yan Rui like that, wanting to disappear from this world, his heart is like being torn and twisted into a ball.

Duan Chen watched his movements, his fingers moved unconsciously, he pinched his uncontrollable fingers, and pursed his lower lip slightly.

"Stop struggling, he's been taken to the operating room by now."

Duan Lin's body froze for a moment, and then he continued to climb forward, grabbing the ground with both hands, his fingernails frayed and bleeding on the ground, and he didn't stop.

If Yan Rui died, Duan Chen would definitely regret it.

The kindness he gave to Yan Rui yesterday was not an illusion, such kindness was something he had never even given to Zhou Ran.

Duan Chen fell in love with Yan Rui, but he didn't know it, and wanted to use Yan Rui to exchange blood for Zhou Ran.

"Duan Chen, you fell in love with Yan Rui, you will regret it!"

This was the first time Duan Lin called him by his first name.

Duan Chen stood there and looked at Duan Lin's angry face. When he looked at him, there was a chill in his eyes without the slightest warmth.

He thought that his younger brother should be extremely disappointed in him.

"How could I fall in love with that idiot of him?" Duan Chen walked forward, and when he heard his own voice, there seemed to be a hint of uncertainty trembling.

"Watch the man, don't let him leave here." Duan Chen said slowly with his back to him.

"Yes, boss."

The two bodyguards holding down Duan Lin increased the strength in their hands.

Duan Lin was crushed to death on the ground, unable to move, and suddenly there was a burst of sweetness in his mouth, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Blood sprayed on the ground, dyeing his eyes red, his body became weaker, and his hand gripping the floor gradually loosened.

Duan Lin gasped for breath, his hands shaking.

When several bodyguards saw him vomiting blood, they hurriedly dragged him up.

"Young Master Duan, are you alright?"

Duan Lin opened his mouth, and another mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. He swallowed the blood that was rising up from his throat, and said vaguely, "Yan Rui, let me go find him."

It's a pity that these bodyguards were called by Duan Chen. They would only listen to Duan Chen's words, and just pretend they didn't hear Duan Lin's prayers.

When Duan Chen passed, Yan Rui had already been sent to the operating room to prepare.

He stood at the door without any movement, not even a glance inside.

It's not that I don't want to watch it, I'm just afraid that if I look at it more, I will regret it in my heart.

He wants to save Zhou Ran, Yan Rui is a snake demon, he should be fine.

Duan Chen, who originally believed that Yan Rui would be fine, started to shake unknowingly at this time.

The weather has been bad these days, the gloomy days are either snowing or raining.

Duan Chen leaned against the wall and waited quietly, until he heard the sound of the bed wheel, and he raised his eyes.

Zhou Ran was pushed over and he didn't see him for two days. His face was more haggard than before, and his lips became pale due to blood loss.

He was lying on the bed, and when he saw Duan Chen, there was a flash of light in his dull eyes.

It's useless to say anything now, but when he brushed past Duan Chen, he still opened his mouth to him and said something silently.

"Thank you, Achen."

He has been nervous all the time in the past two days. Although Duan Chen promised him that he would let Yan Rui exchange blood for him, he was still afraid, for fear that he would go back and die here.

Now that he had arrived at the surgery door, he was relieved to think that Yan Rui was waiting for blood draw inside, and he couldn't help feeling proud.

Zhou Ran was pushed in, and the operating door closed with a bang, blocking Duan Chen's sight.

"How long will the operation take?" Duan Chen asked the doctor beside him.

"It's about three hours without an accident."

"Can you live?"

The doctor couldn't understand Duan Chen's emotions. In the past, Duan Chen cared more about Zhou Ran, otherwise he wouldn't let Yan Rui, whose life was on the line, change blood.

So the doctor naturally thought of his worried question as Zhou Ran.

"Don't worry, Mr. Duan, Mr. Zhou will be fine. The success rate of the operation is as high as 95%."

This probability, for the few medical professors inside, is comparable to a 100% survival probability.

Duan Chen: "I asked Yan Rui."

The doctor choked. If Zhou Ran's survival rate is 95%, Yan Rui's is only 5%, or even less than that.

The doctor didn't dare to say it explicitly, he shook his head and said, "I will try my best."

The two completely different answers made Duan Chen slightly chilled. He nodded to show that he understood, and then walked towards the smoking area.

A tall and tall figure stood by the window, looking through the pattering rain screen at the birds that were frozen and unable to fly on the telephone pole.

The lit cigarette was caught between his slender fingers, and he didn't move for a long time. The cigarette in his hand burned his fingers, and he slowly retracted his gaze and frowned slightly.

He glanced at the time, only half an hour had passed.

The rain was dripping, he crushed the fireworks, slowly closed his eyes, and as time passed, Duan Chen felt that somewhere in his heart, it gradually collapsed.

He had hallucinations of heartbreak.

It was extremely painful, like being entangled in a steel mesh and slowly tightened and shattered.

The pain caused the whole person to twitch forcefully.

Almost two hours later, a rush of footsteps came from behind.

"Mr. Duan, surgery"

Duan Chen turned around: "How is the operation, how is the person?"

"Mr. Zhou's operation was successful" Zhou Ran was fine, it was Yan Rui he

Duan Chen looked at the flustered doctor: "How is Yan Rui?"

"Mr. Yan is dying, his heartbeat is unstable, the doctor is resuscitating him, and this requires your signature."

Duan Chen was stunned for a moment, is he dying?

"What did you say? You say it again?"

His ears were buzzing, and he just didn't seem to hear clearly.

The doctor was so anxious that he handed the critical illness notice to Duan Chen: "Mr. Duan, this is the critical illness notice, please sign it.

Nothing explains it more directly than this "Notice of Critical Illness".

Duan Chen looked at the critical illness notice handed over, and Duan Lin's words suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Brother, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it."

"You have fallen in love with Yan Rui."

How could he fall in love with a fool, with a snake? He is just a medicine for Zhou Ran. If he dies, he will die.

But how could his aching heart explain why it hurts like this?

Zhou Ran's operation was successful, and from now on he will no longer owe Zhou Ran, but only Yan Rui.

He owed Yan Rui his life, so Yan Rui couldn't die. He said that he would bully him, so he couldn't die.

Thinking about it like this, it seems to be able to explain it.

He doesn't love him, he just doesn't want to owe Yan Rui, so Yan Rui can't die, he can't die

"Mr. Duan, please sign." The doctor moved closer.

Duan Chen took the critical illness notice and the pen, and the hand holding the pen kept shaking.

Seeing Duan Chen's expressionless face, the doctor shuddered.

After quickly signing, Duan Chen threw the critical illness notice to him, and then strode towards the operating room.

The red light was very conspicuous. The doctor pushed the door in with the list, and Duan Chen subconsciously wanted to follow.

"Mr. Duan, you can't go in, it will disturb Mr. Yan's rescue." The doctor hurriedly stopped him.

Duan Chen stopped abruptly: "Save him, he can't die."

The doctor sighed and slammed the door shut.

Duan Chen looked at the closed operation door, Duan Chen's eyes were covered with water vapor, and his vision became blurred.

An unknown cold wind blew his face, his face was cool, Duan Chen raised his hand and found that he was actually crying.

He stared blankly at the warm liquid on his hand, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. In his memory, he only cried when his parents were in a car accident.

He didn't want to stay in this place, but he had to stay. He couldn't do anything, he could only wait dryly for Yan Rui's result.

Yan Rui was so thin, many times he would forget that he was a snake demon who had lived for a long time.

Can he really survive?

Duan Chen squatted down slowly, pressing his right hand on the part of his heart, trying to push back the pain of this heart spasm.