40 I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade
Teng Yue curled his lips and muttered, "I really don't know how to show mercy to women!" He opened Xiang Yimo's mouth and stuffed a red pill into it.
"What did you feed her?"
"The medicine that will keep her alive for a while! Do you want to try it too? But wait until you are dying and half dead!" Teng Yue stood up and patted his shoulder, "I will go out of my way for you.
Prepare some."
"Does your hospital want to close down?"
Teng Yue rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and quickly slipped away.
Nangong Han carried the dripping Xiang Yimo into his room and carefully placed her on the sofa, "Go and get her clothes!"
"Here!" the butler was already ready.
Nangong Han glanced at the sexy lace pajamas, his dark eyes darkened, "Wearing it so thin, you want to freeze her to death!"
The housekeeper pursed his lips in embarrassment. He didn't like women wearing this style the most.
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The color of his room is dark, the dark marble has an icy sheen, the black and white walls have a post-modern design, and the ceiling is dotted with bright lights, but no amount of light can warm this place as cold as an ice cellar.
The room, like his people, was cold and miserable, without any warmth.
There was a huge double bed in the center of the room, with a slender figure lying in the middle of the pure black mattress. Her face was pale and lifeless, as if the blood in her body was about to be drained, and her skin was almost transparent.
Nangong Han stood by the bed, staring at her with deep eyes. Such a thin woman was fearless in the face of ferocious sharks. What else could scare her, and what was her weakness? She suddenly realized that she
I don't understand her at all.
"Bang!" Teng Yue kicked in the door panting, "How is she?"
"You are a doctor, you don't know how to see it yourself!"
Teng Yue opened her eyelids, checked her pupils, held the quilt in his hand, and paused when he was about to lift it off, "Can I see?"
Nangong Han nodded his head expressionlessly.
"You won't knock my hand off this time?"
"So much nonsense!"
Teng Yue casually lifted the quilt, and immediately his eyes widened with astonishment, "Brother, what do you mean? You are treating me as a pervert to guard against me, am I such a person!"
Xiang Yimo wore a simple and pure white nightgown, and actually wore a pair of trousers underneath. She cut a hole in the trousers, revealing a bloody wound. Bacterial infection caused by soaking in water made the wound red and swollen, and the skin and flesh were
Turn it outwards, and you can vaguely see the bones in the deepest part.
"I still don't know what kind of person you are, but I'm trying to keep your mind at bay." Nangong Han saw her wounds, his eyes narrowed, and a gleam appeared in his dark eyes.