Passionate Devotion

Chapter 2279 2334 A man who makes people love and hate 7

Ji Yiming seemed to hear the sound of the drawer pulling. When he came to check, he didn't notice any abnormality. He dialed the newly designed hairstyle, returned to his desk, and continued to study his own affairs.

When Lonely Shan returned to the door of the hospital ward again, the attending doctor in the emergency department had already left. Nan Shengqing was wearing an oxygen mask and lying quietly on the hospital bed. Nan Zhonglou sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand, whispering something.

The night was deep, and the corridors of the hospital wards were quiet.

Lonely Shan opened the door and wanted to replace the future father-in-law and let him go home and rest, but it was obviously impossible. The future father-in-law was worried about his daughter and stayed in front of the hospital bed. He didn't say any more, just from Ji Yiming The medicine stolen there was injected into Nan Shengqing's arm.

This girl must not be able to wake up for a day or two. Lonely Shan plans to go home and sleep, but she feels a little disturbed.

Wu Yi's words are not unreasonable. Excluding the knife she was stabbed, what happened to other minor accidents today?

He was worried, took a free book and sat on the bedside, flipped through the small lamp, thinking about it in his heart.

Accidentally, after he appeared, she seemed to put her hand away. Nan Shengqing woke up two days later. She seemed to have a long dream, a dream of escaping from death. She opened her eyes because she couldn't find it. Focusing and blurring, her head was confused for a moment and forgot what happened to her. She subconsciously wanted to turn over, accidentally involving her heart wound, and the severe pain instantly pulled back the memory of her before going to bed.

"Ouch……"

"Don't move." Someone disliked her and pressed her shoulders. The person held a cotton swab moistened with warm water and lightly dipped it on her lips to moisturize her lips that had dried up because they had not been exposed to water for two days.

Nan Sheng pressed his lips subconsciously, wanting to draw more moisture.

Her vision gradually became clear, and Lonely Shan directly took the straw and handed it to her mouth: "Drink yourself."

Then he brought a bowl of water over, put the other side of the straw in the bowl, and the voice of the command again, as gentle as a hand, gently followed the tufted hair: "Drink more."

Nan Shengqing took a few sips and lay on the bed with her eyes closed. After the anesthetic failed, she felt so painful, her brows frowned.

"pain?"

"Hmm..." Nan Sheng Qing opened his eyes weakly, his voice was dumb and utterly dumb: "It hurts."

Lonely Shanduan sat on the bedside, not seeing her frowning in pain, trying to transfer her pain, pressing her palm on her wound, she took a breath of fright: "Don't touch, don't touch, okay It hurts, I'm like this, you are still playing a hooligan."

"You are so beautiful, who is playing hooligans to you? Where does it hurt so much? Is the three-year-old kid so exaggerated? Is it shameful?"

Didn't play a rogue, put your hand on me?

Nan Sheng held his mouth in love, but although the position of his hand was imaginative, it was actually the place of the wound.

Lonely Shan gently placed her hand on her wound, trying to transfer her pain to her body. Two minutes later, she moved her hand away in abstinence, as if guessing her thoughts, she glanced at her: "Does it still hurt? "

"It seems...it doesn't hurt anymore," Nan Shengqing asked curiously: "Did you use magic on me?"

Lonely Shan narrowed her eyes slightly and bent her lips meaningfully: "As the saying goes, the mind is calm and naturally cool. Your mind is full of messy things. Naturally, you don't have the mind to care about pain. A big brain has the benefit of a big brain."

(End of this chapter)