522. Chapter 522 You are not shy, Feng Qinghan is shy
"Are you okay?" Wei Nuan asked Meng Liao with his mouth. Meng Liao shook his head, his face a little tired. He was also very tired to drive away the poison from Feng Qinghan. He had to be very focused and at the same time master the injection of needles.
The strength is too strong or too light.
And watching Feng Qinghan suffer was also a kind of torture for him.
Wei Nuan looked at Feng Qinghan who was suffering and could only keep pinching herself to calm down. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be impulsive and drag Feng Qinghan out of the medicine bucket. Why should he suffer like this?
, but even though he was in so much pain, he still kept silent and held on for dear life. She would rather he shouted out.
Originally Feng Qinghan didn't want Wei Nuan to accompany him, but he couldn't help Wei Nuan's teasing, so he had no choice but to agree.
Sometimes Wei Nuan doesn't dare to look at Feng Qinghan, for fear that she will cry. If she could, she would rather he be blind, but if the poison in his body is not forced out, he will definitely die. Compared with this, she can only
Watch him suffer.
The most powerless thing when facing the one you love is to watch the other person suffer without being able to do anything about it, not being able to share it, not even being able to know how much it hurts.
"Qinghan, hold on, there's still a quarter of an hour." Meng Liao looked a little helpless when he saw Wei Nuan. People who didn't know better thought it was Wei Nuan who was suffering, but he was more worried about Wei Nuan and Feng Qinghan.
, in order to give Wei Nuan some hope, he said the time. In fact, it took more than a quarter of an hour, but considering that Feng Qinghan had to attend the dinner party tonight, he needed to rest for a while after the detoxification was completed, otherwise he would take this
The state makes it impossible to participate.
When Wei Nuan heard the specific time, she began to count down in her heart. It was only a quarter of an hour, it was only a quarter of an hour, and it would be fine soon.
"It's been a quarter of an hour, it's been a quarter of an hour." Wei Nuan urged Meng Liao hurriedly, and Meng Liao rolled her eyes at him, "Should you be more accurate, or should I? Forget it, let's do this for today. You go out first, and I'll give it to you.
He cleaned it up." Meng Liao raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead. He was covered in sweat, but he didn't feel much better.
"I'll get it for him." Wei Nuan didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay by Feng Qinghan's side at this time.
Meng Liao glared at her, "A girl is so shameless."
"I am his wife." There is nothing to be shy about.
"You're not shy. Feng Qinghan is still shy. Okay, go out first. You'll have time to look at it later. Why are you anxious? It's useless to look at it. You can't do anything about it." Meng Liao pushed Wei Nuan and smiled slightly.
The heating was urgent, but I had no choice but to reply, "I've been thinking about that all day long, so you should go find a woman."
"Tch, I don't need it!"
After Meng Liao closed the door, the smile on his face disappeared, and instead became a little heavy. In fact, driving away Wei Nuan was not just about cleaning up Feng Qinghan, but also a process, and the pain caused by this process
Even more so than before.
The previous situation was already unacceptable to Feng Qinghan. It would be better not to let her watch the next scene, otherwise she would cry stupidly, and then it would be difficult for him to explain to Feng Qinghan.
"Get ready, I'm going to start, you have to stay conscious." Meng Liao whispered to Feng Qinghan.
"Yeah." Feng Qinghan responded softly, his breath weak.
Wei Nuan stood at the door and walked around, unable to calm down at all. She was very worried. Isn't it just to put on clothes? Why does it take so long? What on earth are you doing?