The girl's glistening eyes were full of cunning and sparkling, and when the early morning sunlight hit her fair cheeks, it was as if tiny hairs could be seen.
The distance between the two people is extremely close, so close that as long as he straightens his waist slightly, he can touch his pink lips that are very close at hand.
Nan Feng's eyelashes trembled twice, worried that her emotions would escape from her eyes uncontrollably, so she had to close her eyes, as if she was dead.
"I don't agree."
"It's not up to you." A clear sneer sounded, and the next moment, a tender little hand appeared on his chest.
A slight numbness spread from the chest to the whole body, and along with the red clouds blooming, Nan Feng's breathing became heavier, and the cool skin quickly became hot, and the heat climbed up to his cheeks, raising a touch of pink.
The little hand on the chest kept moving all the way down. When it passed by the abdominal wound, it changed direction from a long distance away, from the waist to the back.
He's still a tough-talking, soft-hearted little villain.
Thinking like this, Nan Feng struggled a few times, and his blue eyes suddenly disappeared.
"Is it because you don't have enough homework?" His voice was hoarse, with obvious emotion, and he was flirting without knowing it.
As soon as the force on his back was reduced, instead of pressing, he lightly scratched with the tip of his fingernails. The kind of touch that felt like scratching the heart and lungs made the whole heart seem to jump out.
Because her hand was turned to his back, Jinse leaned a little more toward him. From the outside, it looked like the two people were hugging each other, and their posture was extremely ambiguous.
Nan Feng took a deep breath and felt the girl's body fragrance on the tip of his nose. The breaths blended together without distinguishing each other.
"Su Jinse, you will regret it."
Jinse raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly: "The person I regret has not been born yet."
Guessing that the level was about the same, Jin Se planned to stop his revenge on Nan Feng, stop what he was doing, and retreat.
At this moment, Nan Feng's blue eyes opened, the ends of his eyes were red, but his eyes were extremely cold, as if nothing he had experienced before could impact him.
"Oh, it turns out you only have these means. Do you think you can make me surrender like this?"
Jinse's little temper came back again.
She leaned forward again, and the hand that she originally withdrew reached in and squeezed twice more, this time it was completely pressed into Nan Feng's arms.
"Does Senior Nan Feng only speak harsh words? Are you resisting? Why don't you resist? Oh~ I forgot. Senior is injured and is worried about the wound tearing, so he can't resist."
"In this case, I won't be polite. I must give senior a good massage to relieve the pain on your body."
Unbuttoning two shirt buttons and breathing lightly on his chest, Jinse smiled maliciously.
He stretched out his hand, slowly twirled it and picked it up again. He almost leaned in Nan Feng's arms, watching his cold eyebrows dyed with bright colors, listening to his low voice as if he was getting an electric shock, and feeling him shudder again and again.
"Jinse... don't do this, you will play tricks on me..." The man's voice became weaker, still refusing, with a vibrato, suppressing a different emotion.
There was an uninhibited smile on Jinse's lips.
"Senior, massage is relaxing, so how could it be bad? You'd better enjoy it with peace of mind."
While increasing her efforts, she did not forget about the business. When Nan Feng tried his best to endure it, she occasionally asked a question.
"What did you do at the eco-park?"
"Why did Situ Ming want to arrest you?"
"What grudge do you have against the Gu family?"
Although there were beads of sweat on his forehead, Nan Feng still didn't say a word to these questions, or he just ignored him and said some impossible reasons.
Half an hour later, Jin Se was really worried about Nan Feng's injury, so he had to stop the act of 'forcing a confession' and took a look at his wound.
Very good, the bandage is perfect, no signs of disintegration at all.
Jinse felt relieved and turned around to leave: "As a patient, you should have the consciousness of being a patient, eat light food, and wait while I go to the cafeteria to get you a meal."
After Jin Se left, Nan Feng's expression returned to normal within a few seconds, and he indifferently took out a small box from his backpack. There were six glass tubes neatly placed in the box, which contained blue liquid.
He picked up the phone: "Qin Yu, I got it."
Qin Yu was happy but also a little worried: "Is it going well? It's clear this time that it was a conspiracy, and I deliberately lured you there. I advised you not to go..."
Nan Feng interrupted him: "But Xiaoyun can't wait any longer."
"I'll give you the potion, check it a few more times before giving it to Xiaoyun, and leave a bottle for research. The Su family..."
"I'm using plan B. I'll speed up the process. I'll leave it to you, Xiaoyun."
"You..." Qin Yu swallowed, in disbelief, "You sacrificed your beauty? Aren't you allergic to Su Jinse?"
Nan Feng frowned, always feeling that this sentence was too annoying: "It's not a sacrifice, I'll give you the medicine later."
Bang! The phone hung up.
A few minutes later, a man dressed as a cleaner walked into the ward where Nan Feng was...
I told Father Su and Mother Su that Jinse would stay in the hospital today to take care of Nan Feng.
In the afternoon, there was a lot of noise outside the corridor. A patient in need of first aid was pulled over by an ambulance for treatment.
Jinse didn't pay attention, and only heard the nurses who came to check the ward discuss that this matter seemed to be very difficult, and only Wu Yu, a master of medicine in Jiangcheng, could treat it.
Later, when pushing Nan Feng out for a walk, they bumped into the middle-aged man who had brought them to the hospital in a hurry.
Jinse stopped immediately.
Could it be that it was Li Shangyang who was sent?
According to the plot, he should be angry to death after more than a month.
Today, Jin Se saw that although his complexion was poor, it was definitely not to the extent of a cerebral hemorrhage, so he did not pursue him for diagnosis and treatment.
Doesn't this work?
She caught up with him in a few steps: "Uncle, you came to the hospital. Did something happen to grandpa?"
Li Runtian recognized Jinse at a glance, but he had no time to stay away from irrelevant people.
The old man was brought out by him, if anything happens...
"It has nothing to do with you. I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step."
Jinse stopped him with one sentence: "I can save grandpa, have you forgotten? I reminded you in the car."
Li Runtian turned his head and remembered that at that time he said that Jin Se was talking nonsense. Could she really be capable?
It's not that he doesn't want to believe it, it's just that Jinse is too young.
He shook his head again: "Thank you for your concern, but the old man suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and has been sent to the operating room for rescue. The surgeon who performed his surgery was Wu Yu, a master of medicine."
Too bad.
Jinse's heart skipped a beat, Li Shangyang died on Wu Yu's operating table.
"I saw my grandpa's condition today. I can be saved without surgery. Take me there. If it's too late, it'll be too late!"
Li Runtian only regarded Jin Se as a madman and was about to leave when Nan Feng grabbed his wrist.
"Uncle, Jinse said she can cure it."
As a member of the Li family, Li Runtian would not trust a stranger, but when he looked into Nan Feng's blue eyes, he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool, and he took Jinse away in a daze, rushing to the operating room.
Nan Feng looked at the two people's retreating figures and patted the armrest of the wheelchair bitterly.
That little rascal, he forgot about him again.
He endured the pain, stood up slowly, and pushed the wheelchair after him.