Zhang Shaoliang woke up suddenly, spit out a sip of water from his mouth, and looked at Yuwen Haoyu with a bucket of water in shock.
"What are you doing? You torture me?"
Yuwen Haoyu twitched his eyebrows slightly and said in a cold voice: "It's not torture, it's to wake you up. Shouldn't you explain it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Shaoliang was a little stunned, as if he had remembered something in an instant. He quickly got up from the ground and strode to Luo Ling's window. Luo Ling stared at her eyes and accused her eyes.
Thinking back to what happened before, Zhang Shaoliang raised his hand and touched his nose a little uncomfortable, and whispered: "I'm sorry, that... my subordinates should have someone who is proficient in Gu poison. I'll go and come. You can endure it first.
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When Zhang Shaoliang was about to walk out with water on his body, he was stopped by Yuwen Haoyu again.
"Let's change your clothes first."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Zhang Shaoliang who was thrown into a slander and said a little apologetically.
"No need, let's find a way to save Ling'er first." Zhang Shaoliang said, and then stepped out.
Seeing Zhang Shaoliang leave, Luo Ling turned his gaze to Yuwen Haoyu again. Yuwen Haoyu sat beside her bed and ordered someone to clean up the room. Then he kept comforting Luo Ling.
"It won't be a problem. I'll be here to accompany you and I won't leave..."
Yuwen Haoyu raised his hand and helped her to clean up the slightly messy hair on her forehead. Then he reached out and pulled the bedding next to him, trying to cover Luo Ling, but his hand accidentally touched Luo Ling's abdomen.
Yuwen Haoyu was slightly stunned because he seemed to feel that there was a piece that was as smooth as other places. He looked at Luo Ling suspiciously.
Luo Ling's face was nervous, and there was a bandage that had been bandaged in the afternoon. She originally thought that Yuwen Haoyu would not have noticed that she had worn two middle clothes...
Yuwen Haoyu sent everyone in the room out and told Black Panther not to come in and disturb him.
Everything in the room had returned to normal, but Yuwen Haoyu was carefully opening her clothes.
Luo Ling looked at him pitifully, as if she wanted to pray to him to stop. If he saw the wound, he would definitely be attacked again.
"What's going on here...?"
After taking off the clothes on his chest, Yuwen Haoyu saw the uneven place he had touched before, which was wrapped with a white bandage. It looked like it was a wound he had just touched.
Luo Ling didn't say anything, but it was no wonder that she was. Even if she wanted to explain something, she couldn't speak anymore.
"I'll wait for you to explain."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at her coldly, but was worried that she would catch a cold after the clothes were open for a long time. So after checking the wound, he helped her put on her clothes and covered her with bedding.
"It's really not worry-free for a while."
Yuwen Haoyu sighed lowly, reached out to attach his cheeks that felt slightly cold. Luo Ling looked at him apologetically. Yuwen Haoyu knew that she wanted to say that she knew she was wrong, and knew that she wanted to guarantee him that she would not go back.
He would ignore his feelings, and his dark eyes would only add a little pitiful.
In this way, why did Yuwen Haoyu bear to blame her? So he moved his body, sat on the head of the bed, reached out to pick her up from the bed, and tried to let her lean in her arms in a comfortable position, holding her tightly in her palm.
Fingers, wanting to bring some warmth to those cold hands.