After a long time, as if he had finally decided on something important, he raised his hand with a solemn expression, slowly reached into his arms, and slowly took out a light yellow medicine bag.
Huangfulian did not open the medicine bag immediately, but stared at the medicine bag in her hand with deep eyes, showing a state of extreme loss.
After a long while, Huangfulian finally came back to her senses.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the bed, and found that Jiang Nanyan was still in the same posture as before, sitting there in a daze.
Huangfulian just stood by the table, looking at Jiang Nanyan intently.[
Time passes forward bit by bit.
The room was quiet, without any sound.
There was an oppressive and heavy atmosphere flowing in the air.
Huangfulian just stood there, motionless, looking intently at Jiang Nanyan.
He knew what Jiang Nanyan was thinking.
She must be regretting that the group of officers and soldiers just now were not sent by Xia Houfengli. Although Jiang Nanyan may not have noticed it yet, her heart was no longer with her.
If Jiang Nanyan's heart is not with him, then what's the point of leaving a body around him?
He wanted Jiang Nanyan to respond to his love, and he wanted her to have no influence from anyone but himself.
Huangfulian looked at Jiang Nanyan for a moment, and secretly told herself in her heart that he would make dozens of times, and Jiang Nanyan would raise his head to look at himself, no longer immersed in his own thoughts. Then, he would decide to observe again.