Although he didn't want to explain, in order to reassure Wei Nuan, Meng Liao still said it. He poured the boiling hot water down Feng Qinghan's shoulders. Wei Nuan stared at Feng Qinghan's skin and found that there was not even a trace of redness.
There are no traces of it.
This did not make her relieved, but made her even more worried.
His body must be so cold, and there is no response even if he pours such hot water on her. Why does she have the feeling that he will not wake up?
Han, you can get through it, right? You said that you will be there no matter what time, and you will be by my side, so that I don’t feel lonely, and make me feel that I am cared about and cherished.
I'll guard you here, and you must take good care of yourself. When you get through it, you can see me. Then don't think I'm not as good-looking as you.
"Wipe it." There was a light blue handkerchief on the Yuzhi Oak ground. Wei Nuan was shocked to realize that she had shed tears without realizing it. She took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Thank you."
Yu Zhiyue nodded and continued to look at Feng Qinghan and Meng Liao. He stood up and walked aside to wring out the towel, and then wiped Meng Liao's sweat. Meng Liao's nerves were tense. When Yu Zhiyue wiped his sweat,
There was a moment of silence, and then he smiled at Yu Zhiqie, "It was Qinghan who wiped my sweat before, but now it's you who wipes my sweat. You two are really inseparable."
"With you here, we are not." Yu Zhiyue said softly, with longing in her voice.
Meng Liao pursed her lips and smiled. He had no regrets in knowing such two people in his life. Although these two guys always made him worry, he still felt that it was good. These are lifelong friends.
After steaming Feng Qinghan for an hour, Yu Zhiqie and Meng Liao worked together to get Feng Qinghan out, and at the same time put a pair of pants on Feng Qinghan so that he would not be exposed so much.
At first Wei Nuan thought this would be good, but Meng Liao's intentions didn't seem to be good at all. She could faintly feel that something very cruel was going to happen.
"What else do you want?" Wei Nuan found that her voice was trembling.
"The main event is next. Why don't you sit here and support him for a while." Meng Liao felt that having Wei Nuan by Feng Qinghan's side could help Feng Qinghan persevere, and maybe it wouldn't be so difficult.
Wei Nuan was already frightened by Meng Liao's words. She nodded blankly and sat down next to Feng Qinghan.
Meng Liao took out a bottle of something and put it under Feng Qinghan's nose. Feng Qinghan's brows furrowed and his eyelids moved a little. At this time, the silver needle in Meng Liao's hand pierced it quickly and accurately. Feng Qinghan quickly opened his eyes.
Open your eyes.
"Same as the previous few days, stay conscious." Meng Liao ordered, Feng Qinghan nodded, obviously he was used to it.
"Han, I'm here." Wei Nuan said, stretching out his uninjured hand to hold Feng Qinghan's hand.
"Well, you've always been there."
I know that you are always here, and your people and your heart are with me, so no matter how much pain I have, I can get through it.
Wei Nuan was emotionally moved for a moment, and couldn't help lowering her head and kissing Feng Qinghan's corner of the mouth.
Meng Liao and Yu Zhili were shocked when they saw this scene, and something flashed through their hearts. However, for them, they didn't know what it was. They just felt a little strange, as if they were a little envious.
"Just hold his hand like this and don't lift it up." Meng Liao explained some things that should be paid attention to to Wei Nuan. Wei Nuan didn't understand, but still did as Meng Liao said.