Luo Qing groaned, stroked her forehead, woke up, opened her eyes, and looked at the unfamiliar room. She sat up suddenly. After a brief dizziness, she discovered that on the bed not far away,
A man is lying down.
She slowly walked over and stood beside the bed. The man was pale and sleeping quietly. His delicate facial features were like perfect sculptures. His upper body was naked. Luo Qing saw that he was wrapped in thick gauze.
Luo Qing slowly stretched out her hand and covered his face, outlining his sharp features. His nose was high and his eyes were narrow and covered with long eyelashes. He was a handsome man.
"Do we know each other?" Luo Qing asked in a soft voice, mumbling to herself.
She had a very familiar feeling, as if she was stroking him. She seemed to have done this action countless times, but her mind went blank and there was nothing.
Pulling back her hand suddenly, she suddenly shouted. The wound on his chest was her work. Are he and Yi'an enemies? They must be enemies, so they drew their guns at each other. Where is Yi'an? Yi'an said
, will not let him snatch her away again. So, where is Yi'an when she is here?
Luo Qing suddenly panicked. Yi'an was injured. Before she almost passed out, Yi'an's legs were full of blood. So what did these people do to Yi'an? Did they kill him? That's why they put her
Brought it back?
"Luo Qing..." The man seemed to be dreaming, his voice was low, as if he was just confiding some troubles, his eyebrows were frowning, "Luo Qing..."
Why does he look so painful? Is he dreaming? Why is he calling his name? Luo Qing couldn't help but take a step back. She didn't remember him, but he looked at her with such deep and desperate eyes, which made her
I couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Luo Qing, don't leave me..." The man's voice seemed to be in pain, as if he was suppressing something, and he was begging humbly.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and held the man's hand. Luo Qing bit her lip and held the man's hand. Was he having a nightmare?
"Luo Qing..." The man was like a drowning person grabbing his parents, tightly grabbing Luo Qing's stretched out hand, holding it tightly in his hand and refusing to let go, his voice became more and more urgent, "Luo Qing
Qing...Luo Qing..."
Her heart felt pain like needles. Luo Qing couldn't help stroking her chest. Her heart hurt so much. This was the first time since she woke up that she had never experienced such pain. She looked at his sad expression.
, she couldn't help but want to get close to him, want to comfort him, and want to relieve his pain.
They must have been very good friends in the past, right? Otherwise, why would she feel so painful when seeing him sad?
"Luo Qing." The man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, as if he had been awakened from his sleep. He slowly turned his head and looked at Luo Qing, with that kind of gaze again, shaking his affectionate eyes.
look.
"You..." Before Luo Qing could finish a word, she fell into Zixuan's arms. He held her very tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go, and he kissed her fiercely.
Lips, the domineering breath rushed towards her face, plundering her sweetness as much as she wanted.
Luo Qing bit Zixuan hard, pushed hard, and escaped from Zixuan's arms. Unexpectedly, she just stepped back and was immediately hugged by Zixuan. Luo Qing was at a loss and struggled to separate.
, Zixuan refused to let go.
"Let me go." Luo Qing shouted in shame and anger. She didn't like this man's domineering attitude, and she didn't like that she was greedy for his warmth. She hated such ambiguous warmth.
"No." Zixuan's answer was clean and crisp. He would never let her go again, because leaving her once made her fall into the hands of others. In this life, he would never let her leave his sight again.
"You gangster." Luo Qing started punching and kicking her, but she couldn't escape Zixuan's imprisonment at all. This man looked gentle and elegant, but he didn't expect to have amazing strength.
It wasn't until Zixuan couldn't help but groan that Luo Qing suddenly stopped struggling and stared blankly at the blood-oozing gauze. She forgot that his body was still seriously injured, and he actually let her do it regardless.
Punches and kicks.
Does he know the pain?
"Aren't you in pain?" Luo Qing couldn't help but frown. His face seemed weaker than before, but there was no sign of letting go of his hand. This willful man actually wanted to hug her regardless of his injured body.
.
"I will never let go again." Zixuan's voice was muffled. He didn't know whether it was because of the burst wound or something else. He looked a little sad.
"Your wound is open." Luo Qing reminded him again. Seeing more and more bright red on the gauze, she felt flustered and hurriedly tried to leave his arms to help him stop the bleeding, but he didn't do anything.
Not willing to let go.
"It doesn't matter." Zixuan clung to her stubbornly. Only when he could feel her breath did he really believe that she was back and by his side.
Luo Qing was still thinking about how to persuade him to take care of her body first. The door was opened, and a man who was more beautiful than the woman walked in. Her eyes fell directly on Zixuan's bleeding gauze, and her eyes darkened.
Doesn't seem too happy.
The man came over, stretched out his hand and took Luo Qing out, then pushed him aside to stabilize Zixuan's body.
"Luo Qing..." Zixuan whispered worriedly. He was relieved when he saw Luo Qing landed firmly on the sofa. He glanced reproachfully at the man who was checking his wounds, "Yanxi."
That's right, this feminine man who looks exactly like a woman is Yan Xi, the royal doctor of the X organization. He always travels around and will only return home unless there is something special or someone is injured.
"If you want to stay in bed for two more days, I don't mind if you mess around a little more." Yanxi didn't even look at Zixuan, his voice was charming, but cold enough to make people's hearts tremble. He was a cold person.
Although the gorgeous man is a doctor, he is not a soft-hearted person. Even if someone who has nothing to do with him dies in front of his eyes, he will not pay attention to it.
Knowing the warning in Yanxi's words, Zixuan naturally did not dare to say anything. After all, he just wanted to recover as soon as possible. Whether it was Luo Qing's matter or Kai Yi'an's matter, they needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.
"Don't think that your body is made of iron. The wound on your chest is very serious. Although the bullet has been taken out, the wound can easily burst. You have to be careful." Yanxi's eyes fell on Luo Qing beside him, and he ordered naturally.
He said, "It is best not to touch his body with water in the near future. Be careful when wiping his body, otherwise it will easily cause inflammation and complications."
"Oh." Luo Qing nodded blankly, seemingly not realizing that she had no obligation to take care of Zixuan at all.
Hearing Luo Qing's instinctive reaction, a smile finally appeared on Zixuan's lips. This was the first smile he showed after they met.
Yanxi simply cleaned up, turned around and left. He has never been a talkative person. He returned home in a hurry this time because Ruofeng told him that Zixuan was injured.
Speaking of which, his friendship with Zixuan is actually deeper than any of them. If Zixuan hadn't risked his life to save Yanxi, he would have died a long time ago. It's just that Yanxi is not used to getting close to people. Maybe it's because of habit.