Jiang Yumo turned his head, and instinctively grabbed the Swiss Army knife used for self-defense in the storage slot of the car, even if he understood that if he really met a ghost, let alone a Swiss Army knife, it would be useless for you to take an AK47 and shoot it suddenly.

He actually took it to strengthen his courage, as for whether this courage has become stronger, he has a number in his heart, because he knows that it is useless, his hand holding the saber has already begun to shake involuntarily, and he scolded in his heart, damn, Jiang Yumo, are you beating there?

After struggling for a long time, a drop of sweat on his forehead suddenly fell into his eyes, at this moment he was like crying like a wolf, enduring the sweat that invaded his eyes, he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly, but the moment he saw the "ghost", he loosened all his guards, he slowly put back the Swiss Army knife, and slowly wiped the sweat on his face with the back of his hand, he thought, he is indeed not timid, but he is not so scary.

He slowly looked at the "female ghost" who was still in the back seat, dressed in white, with black hair, snow-white skin, red lips, all the appearance characteristics are in line with the description of the female ghost in Liaozhai, but I don't know if this "female ghost" will also be as infatuated as in the story, and he is not the scholar who was disturbed, he laughed at himself, Jiang Yumo, you are sick, he gently pushed the "female ghost", and shouted in his mouth: "Hey, early summer, early summer••••••"

Her face was pale and a little abnormal, and his heart suddenly "popped", she wouldn't ••••••

He ran out of the car like crazy, opened the rear door, and picked her out at once, at this moment all kinds of domestic and foreign news that came to his mind were all kinds of domestic and foreign news that he had seen before, such as so-and-so suffocating to death in the car, etc., he was afraid, inexplicably, his heart was like a sudden arrest, and all the beats stopped the moment he thought of this.

He shook her desperately, but she remained silent, did not open her eyes, did not make the slightest movement, his cold sweat ran down his entire back again, and he felt that the air had condensed into ice at this moment.

He was there, his mind couldn't function properly, and it took him a long time to remember when she took the key, and then he was even more scared, because it was a few hours ago, if he gasped •••••, if she really slept in the car at that time, then now she was probably really a "female ghost".

Leaving nothing for him to think, he immediately put her head, shoulders, Straighten up, put your arms on her sides, gently lift her neck, one hand pinched her nose, while the other lay on her jaw, fully open her mouth, he covered her small mouth with his mouth, his breath continued to flow into her body, once, twice, when the fourth time had been done, he was still not sure if her chest was full of so-called gas, frantically pressed her chest, without any intention of harassment, he was just doing cardiac resuscitation on her, he just wanted, you have to live in early summer.

He did everything he knew, everything he had to do, trembling and reaching under her nose, her slight breath passed through his fingertips, he was like a prisoner who had been released all at once, he was holding her and sitting on the ground, now he didn't care about any image or disfigurement, he just knew that she wasn't dead.

But why didn't she react, his brain was running at high speed, all his medical knowledge was disappearing like a memory here, he laughed at himself, he was like an ignorant woman and child, he once again used his hand to simply check her pulse, and heartbeat, and there was nothing abnormal, but why didn't she wake up?

Slowly searching for useful medical information in his brain, he suddenly felt that with his psychological quality, he would never be able to be a doctor, and in the face of emergencies, he still couldn't calm down, if he was so flustered every time he saw a patient, then countless people would die under his hands, but he didn't know, in fact, he was not poor in psychological quality, nor was he not calm enough, but because of care.

His person was close to her face again, her soft face slowly regained its vitality at this moment, and he seemed to have fallen into her dream at this moment, he was confused, he was flustered, at this moment his heart suddenly seemed to start to exert force, and he was beating wildly with a vengeance, as if to make up for the sudden arrest just now, but more like a protest to him, because he had violated his principle of never being easily curious about anyone, giving easily.

But in this fog, he somehow leaned closer to her again, her breath smelling like a peach, and he inhaled it greedily, completely forgetting where they were.

He hadn't felt this way for a long time, he felt that her taste was so familiar to him, so familiar that it seemed to have existed in his memory a long time ago, and he just couldn't remember it for a while, he firmly believed that they knew each other, or perhaps, in the previous life they knew.

Jiang Yumo will not understand that all the love, all gratitude, and all the protection he subconsciously has for Jiang Rumeng at this moment are all poured into this girl who has nothing to do with him, he will not know that people's hearts are unprincipled, or in other words, people themselves are principled, but people's hearts and feelings are not necessarily controlled by principles.

But he knew in his heart how unethical he was as a doctor, because he was using the process of healing to achieve a certain psychological enjoyment, because, if he didn't dare, he wasn't afraid of her, he was afraid of himself, he was afraid of himself, and he was afraid of being seen through his heart.

He pressed her lips again, but forgot to exhale inside, he seemed to be dizzy in it, forgot to enter and forget to retreat, when he finally realized his shamelessness, she kissed him softly, her kiss was sweet, still with the taste of peach, and her tongue was also small, cool and cool like a silkworm baby wriggling on a mulberry leaf.

His reason knew that he should refuse, but his emotions didn't want to leave at all, his whole person seemed to be split, and he was torn apart in an instant, while she whispered in his ear: "Ou Jinyu, Ou Jinyu••••••"

His back stiffened, stretching her body, he thought he should have gotten up, he should have gotten up, but her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck at this moment, the soft winding made him forget who he was, and her kiss was even more intense.

He desperately tore off her arm, scolding in his heart: Early summer, you are really a little demon girl, you just wandered around from the ghost gate, and just after relieving, you thought of this, and I let you take advantage of it so for nothing••••••

However, Jiang Yumo would never notice his expression, and he didn't look like he was being taken advantage of at all, because there was sweetness on his watery face that he didn't perceive.