Teng Yue tiptoed into the ward, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange. He approached Nangong Han and stared at him intently, "Why do you look so unsatisfied with desire?"
Nangong Han glanced at him sideways, "I think you look like you deserve a beating!"
"You need to pour cold water on yourself to cool down. What else is it if you are not dissatisfied with your desires?"
"I splashed that!"
Teng Yue gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Hero among women!"
"Do you want to have acid thrown at you!"
Teng Yue stuck out his tongue and leaned towards Xiang Yimo, "Did you hear that? Next time, pour concentrated sulfuric acid! I will provide the concentrated sulfuric acid, you are responsible for pouring it!"
"Teng Yue, are these also words spoken by a man?"
"We are joining forces!"
"Teng Yue, I want to go out and get some fresh air." Xiang Yimo glanced at Nangong Han coldly, "Where this person is, the air becomes turbid."
One is to avoid him, and the other is to find a way to escape.
"Teng Yue, do you have any sleeping pills?" Xiang Yimo asked him as soon as he walked out of the ward.
"Why do you need sleeping pills?"
"I may have been sleeping too much recently, and I often suffer from insomnia at night." Xiang Yimo rubbed his forehead and pretended to be depressed.
"Sleeping pills have side effects and are easily addictive. Dietary therapy is better."
Xiang Yimo was so angry that she almost hit her head, "Don't you know how painful it is to be unable to sleep all night?"
"Anyway, Nangong Han can do it seven times a night. If you can't sleep, just ask him to get up and do exercises with you."
Xiang Yimo sighed sadly, "If I continue like this, sooner or later I will have a nervous breakdown, a nervous breakdown, and my life will be worse than death..."
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
"I want special effects!"
"Nangong Hanshou, don't take it when you're sexually active."
"Why?"
"He is working so hard, but you are fast asleep. It hurts a man's self-esteem very much!"
Xiang Yimo nodded, with a sly smile on his lips. After all, these sleeping pills were used to honor him.
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The fiery red sunset gradually sets, and the sky becomes darker little by little.
As night falls, the lanterns begin to light up.
Xiang Yimo stood by the window, looking at the bright neon lights and the vast sky in the distance. How she longed to return to her original world and find the freedom she would lose.
Nangong Han took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist. His strong texture outlined tight muscle lines. His thick black hair was tossed, and water droplets snaked down his strong chest and rolled across it.
The hard abdominal muscles finally seeped into the bath towel.
"looking at what?"
Xiang Yimo turned around slowly, "The hospital is not your home, and the ward is not as elegant and comfortable as your bedroom. Why do you stay here every day and don't go back?"
"I'm a patient too!" He turned around and showed off the injury on his back.
Although the scabs have healed and new flesh has grown, it is still shocking and terrifying.
"When did you become so weak? You have to be hospitalized every day for such a minor skin injury!"
Nangong Han refused to leave, so how could she escape? Since he refused to leave, don't blame her for murdering him!
"What, are you going to drive me away?"
As expected of Nangong Han, with such keen insight, Xiang Yimo immediately squeezed out a smile, "How could it be? It's just that the hospital bed is so hard and you are so precious, I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping!"
"How can I not get used to having a human body pillow like you?"
Xiang Yimo was so embarrassed that two blushing red clouds fluttered on her cheeks, "Do you want to drink some wine?" She took out a bottle of wine from the closet as if by magic.
Of course, this was a bottle of red wine with added ingredients. She secretly asked the nurse to buy it, and pierced the cork with a syringe to put the melted sleeping pills in.
"Why do you suddenly want to drink?"
"Celebrate, you were not killed by the bomb, I was not shot to death, we survived!" Xiang Yimo opened the red wine bottle with a corkscrew and poured him a large glass.
Nangong Han elegantly picked up the wine glass, looked at the color of the red wine through the light, and got closer to smell the aroma of the wine.
Seeing his behavior, Xiang Yimo's expression froze, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Maybe there was a flaw, "What's so good about it!"
"How can we use such cheap wine to celebrate our survivors?"
Xiang Yimo glanced at his mouth and said, "Forget it if you don't want to drink!" She stretched out her hand to grab the wine glass in his hand, but he raised it and put it to his mouth.
"Use it to rinse your mouth!" Nangong Han took a sip, frowned, spit it out, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.
"Don't drink it, this red wine has gone bad."
Xiang Yimo was so frightened that his eyes widened, "Deterioration, how is this possible?"
“It tastes a bit bitter.”
He can drink this too, and his mouth can rival a dog's nose.
It's okay, if the first plan fails, try another one! Fortunately, Xiang Yimo has a backup plan, but it requires a small sacrifice.
Xiang Yimo held her forehead, "I'm so dizzy!" Her body softened and fell towards Nangong Han.
Nangong Han hugged her immediately, "What's wrong with you?"
"Maybe I stood there for too long."
Nangong Han picked her up and laid her flat on the bed, "She was not in good health to begin with, but she still ran around the house."
The moment he let her go, Xiang Yimo stretched out her hands and hooked his neck, with a faint and blurry light shining in her bright eyes, "Lie with me for a while."
In the morning, when she saw Nangong Han, she was extremely jealous as an enemy, but now her attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. Nangong Han remembered that the last time she took the initiative was to obtain information for Chu Zhanjin. So
, this time, there must be something fishy.
Wanting to see what tricks she was going to play, Nangong Han remained calm and lay beside her.
Xiang Yimo clung to him closely, like a kitten rubbing against him. In fact, she was not trying to seduce him, but was just looking for a place where it would be easier to put the needle.
Nangong Han's thick eyebrows were furrowed. What is this woman doing? Doesn't she know that this will cause anger?
"Stop moving!" Nangong Han hugged her to stop her from twisting, "If you keep lingering, there's no guarantee that I won't do anything!"
That's it!
Xiang Yimo's eyes suddenly lit up. She wrapped her hand around Nangong Han's neck, slowly reached under his pillow, and touched a cold syringe...
All this was happening behind his head, and Nangong Han had no idea.
The sharp needle shone with a silvery cold light and stabbed towards his back quickly——