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Chapter 490 The Man from South Star

Chu Qingge looked down, and for a moment, her face turned red.

She hurriedly grabbed the quilt tightly and tried to put on her clothes.

But the clothes had been torn to pieces and couldn't be worn at all.

I could only blush, find another set of clothes, and walk quickly behind the screen.

Feng Liye looked at the figure behind the screen. Although she couldn't see clearly, her graceful curves could be vaguely discerned.

My heart felt like it was being watered by a volcano, and my blood was boiling.

Not long ago, that flash of lightning was an experience I will never forget.

If those tears hadn't really stung his heart, he would have ignored her and continued to hold her down...

I never thought that one day, I could become worse than a beast.

He closed his eyes and tried to adjust his disordered breathing.

When Qingge changed his clothes and came out from behind the screen, his face was still as pale as before, and there was no trace of his emotion.

She raised her eyes and her gaze hit the depths of his eyes.

For a moment, my whole body became stiff.

The scene not long ago, where he invaded forcefully, is still clear in my mind.

My legs are inexplicably weak.

There is always a feeling that he is still in your body and has not left yet...

Chu Qingge shook her head slightly, clenched her palms, and could only act as if nothing happened, and quickly walked out the door.

Feng Si had been waiting outside. This time the Ninth Princess opened the door, but he still didn't dare to look up.

I knew clearly that she must have changed her clothes before coming out, and there was nothing she couldn't see, but she just didn't dare to look.

He was afraid... of seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes.

But in fact, Chu Qingge's unique tears had long since disappeared.

Not even a trace can be found.

She looked at Feng Si and said expressionlessly: "Didn't he say he wanted to see me?"



Qingge didn't know why Chu Yan wanted to see her, but it was undoubtedly very beneficial to her.

She's here for the right reasons.

But the moment I saw Chu Yan, my heart couldn't help but feel sad.

His beard is very long, and so is his hair. It is clear that no one has trimmed it for more than ten years.

Has he been imprisoned like this for more than ten years?

The face hidden under the beard was scarred, riddled with holes, and looked indescribably old and haggard.

Totally inappropriate for his age!

A man who has gone through many hardships and hardships.

The man of the southern star.

I always feel that something is wrong...

She put down the medicine box and took out the syringe and the medicinal liquid she studied.

A fine long needle was inserted into the small bottle to suck out the medicinal liquid inside. The long needle was then inserted into Chu Yan's arm, and the medicinal liquid was pushed into his body.

Not to mention that Feng Si had never seen such a way to save people, even Feng Liye had never seen it before.

"What...is this?" He looked at the syringe and long needle in Qingsong.

"He is now being given an antipyretic injection. After the medicine enters his body, his high fever will quickly come down. First, make sure not to burn out his brain."

Although she really didn't want to deal with this man who really raped her not long ago - even if he didn't get it to the end, it was true that he took possession of her.

This damn bastard, she wanted to kill him with her own hands, but she couldn't do it cruelly every time!

But at this time, she, Chu Qingge, was already a doctor.

When treating patients, her emotions will not be mixed with any personal feelings.

Feng Liye and Feng Si looked at each other.

Antipyretic injection, I don’t understand it, but I understand the meaning.

Feng Si asked in a low voice: "Princess, when will he... wake up?"

"He is very weak and has been malnourished for many years. He cannot tell when he will wake up."

Qingge put away the syringe and long needle.

In the 21st century, long needles should not be recycled, but they are really in short supply here.

The only few long needles were made for her by Mu Bai, and they were hard-won.

You can only put it away after each use, disinfect it thoroughly before using it next time.

Qingge looked at Chu Yan, who looked pale and sick, and said calmly: "Probably at nightfall tonight."


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