Xia Liangyan looked at Qingyan's painful face with a nervous expression. After a long time, her eyes gradually moved down...
A thick layer of bandage was tied to his chest, and she could clearly see it even through a layer of clothes.
Moreover, his exposed skin also exposed many big and small scratches and black greens, which made him feel a little shocking when he saw it.
...When did that energetic fox become so haggard?
Xia Liangyan rubbed her hair in frustration, because she failed too much... She didn't notice it early... It was because she didn't protect them...
She clenched her hair tightly, and her scalp felt ache... as if she was about to vent something, Xia Liangyan gently lowered her eyes...
Ling Yueming was dealing with Huangfu Feng's wound. When Yun Moye, who was standing there, saw Xia Liangyan's actions, a hint of heartache flashed through his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but snooping...
"I...isn't this...good..."
A hoarse sound like sawing wood sounded weakly in her ears... A hand suddenly put on Xia Liangyan's little hand that forced her to pull her hair, preventing her from ravaging her hair (harmoniously).
...Yun Moye did not say a word, but after a while, he put down his newly stretched hand again. His heart was heavy, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shift all his attention to Ling Yueming.
Xia Liangyan was stunned and raised her eyes suddenly—
I saw the man who was originally unconscious and squinted his eyes gently. In order to comfort her, he struggled to pull out a curve that was even worse than crying...
"Puff." Xia Liangyan laughed, "...You are laughing so ugly."
"You...you are ugly." He quarreled weakly, Qing Yan slightly turned Wen Ya's handsome face, quietly hiding the joy in his heart and the happiness that was about to overflow.
It's great to see her again...
"..." After being scolded back, Xia Liangyan laughed instead of anger. She held his hand tightly.
He woke up, which means there was still improvement, right?
She must have thought everything too pessimistic...it must have been...
That black thing should be able to solve it soon...
a long time.
"You drink some water and rest first."
Although he wanted to ask him a lot, considering his physical condition, Xia Liangyan helped him sort out the sheets, poured a glass of water and handed them to him, raised her eyebrows and said.
"You're just... cough cough." Before you could even say the joke, Qingyan coughed violently and his face turned red.
"What's wrong?"
The heart that had just been relieved suddenly rose up again... Xia Liangyan asked worriedly while patting his back and slapped his anger.
Feeling the warmth behind him, Qingyan's heart suddenly felt warm, but the sleepiness and pain that surged from his mind still made him unable to help... he fainted again.
"Liang Yan, he is too tired."
Yun Moye couldn't help it anymore and spoke sourly, "Let's just stop here today."
"Yeah." What he said makes sense, and he really needs to let Qingyan take a good rest.
Xia Liangyan helped Qingyan cover the quilt, got up, picked up the hotel phone and dialed it.
"Liang Yan, are you?..." Yun Moye blinked, what is she doing...?
Xia Liangyan decisively ignored Yun Moye and waited quietly. With a "beep" sound, she quickly answered the phone call.
“…#@￥#@￥…”
Before the other party could speak, Xia Liangyan reported a series of words that made Yun Moye confused...
"See my Lord."
It seemed that he would hear the secret code exclusively for Xia Liangyan. The other party was stunned for a moment, and then spoke respectfully.