Not to mention her background, just her courage to support their rescue after being held captive by terrorists for six days is enough to make people feel extraordinary.
What's more, according to Qiao Shukuang's wishes, they were able to find her only because she was bold and careful in leaving a clue.
Isn’t this wisdom?
Thinking about it, Wang Tingwan's mind floated a sentence that her mentor once said - the human heart is the most complicated thing and can hide the truth the most. Therefore, looking at the human heart, like looking at a doctor, cannot just look at the surface. Because the surface remains
, are often all illusions!
"Why do you want to leave such an illusion to the world? Well... I seem to be becoming more and more interested in you!"
As she murmured, a burning dark light flashed in Wang Tingwan's eyes.
But it quickly disappeared.
Withdrawing her gaze, she looked up at the intravenous drip, then stood up to adjust the flow rate of the intravenous drip, reached out to help her gather her hair, and put an ice patch on her forehead.
I sat on the chair for a while, bored.
Her five internal organs began to rebel and started to scream.
But now there were only two of them in the room, and Bao Jinghan was still asleep, so she wasn't too embarrassed, but she was a little flustered because of hunger.
It’s so uncomfortable!
Uncomfortable...
Wang Feiwan sighed and stretched out her hand to press her stomach.
But at this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
A hint of boredom flashed through her eyes. Wang Feiwan was so hungry that she didn't even bother to stand. Thinking that she was still at Lu Yan's house, she had to get up and open the door.
But the one who peeked in was Qiao Shukuang's handsome face that looked a little haggard and weak.
"How is she?"
"The fever has gone down, but I haven't woken up yet. But sleeping more is good for recovery. Overall, the situation is pretty good!"
Wang Tingwan pressed her belly, answered casually, and stepped aside.
She thought he was going to come in, but he didn't, he just stood there without moving at all.
"Well...that's good!"
After groaning, Qiao Shu looked wildly into the room.
The faint smell of alcohol lingers in the nose.
After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly smiled at Wang Feiwan and turned his hand and made a greeting gesture: "Thank you for your hard work, come down and have something to eat! Yanzi will be up later, so we won't be needed."
…
When many people experience something beyond their tolerance, they will instinctively choose to retreat into a safe line of defense, acting as a bystander, avoiding the cruelty of reality without being sad or happy.
Bo Jinghan may be one of the "many people".
The state of light coma is her instinct to escape from reality.
But she could clearly feel that all night, the blood in her body seemed to be burning, burning all her strength, as if her breathing was frighteningly hot.
The smell of alcohol and disinfectant was mixed with a refreshing scent that belonged to a certain man.
In a daze, she could even feel a pair of hands firmly holding hers, accompanied by soft comforting words, as if medicine was being injected into her blood vessels, making her gradually calm and stable.
It seems that with these hands and this embrace protecting me, the panic can calm down a little.
But as soon as she woke up, in a room with no one around, the panic surged into her heart again like a tide, invading her chaotic thinking.
Bloody, brutal, full of the smell of killing!
The thick smell of blood that made her want to vomit seemed to linger in her nose again, making her want to gag!
