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Nanheng is close to 1.9 meters, and Feng Ling is also close to 1.7 meters, which is about 120 centimeters away.

When he looked down at her condescendingly, he could clearly see each of her eyelashes, and at this time, because he saw him, it seemed to be frosting little by little, without any temperature.

Even if she has been separated for ten months, her appearance has been crowned with the body of the eldest lady of the Feng family, but she is still the same Feng Ling in her bones.

Lonely and indifferent.

Nan Heng still threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, raised his foot and stepped on it for a moment, and was about to reach out to hold her wrist, but she avoided it without a trace, and at the same time avoided it backwards a meter away.

Nan Heng looked at her with low eyes, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I haven't seen you for ten months, you plan to avoid me like this all the time?"

Feng Ling didn't seem to hear him speak, his eyes were cold, he gave up going to take the elevator, turned around and walked directly to the safe passage in the other direction.

Nan Heng paused, and suddenly followed quickly.

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Qin Siting rushed back to the hospital and entered the emergency room with Dr. Wendell, if the time was delayed for a longer time, Ji Nuan was afraid that he would die directly in that hotel.

A few hours later, Ji Nuan was re-admitted to the intensive care unit, and this time the hospital was also considered to be a long and wise person, allowing the people of Base XI to enter the isolation area, put on a layer of disinfection coat and guard the outside of the ward.

Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan who was lying motionless inside through the layer of visiting glass outside the ward, all the medical instruments damaged by those people had been replaced with other new equipment, she was lying there, her whole body was white, almost submerged in the pile of medical officers and instruments of various colors next to the bed, Mo Jingshen stood here for as long as she watched, she remained motionless for as long as she wanted.

After Qin Siting participated in the first aid, he went to take a shower and changed his clothes, and saw that Mo Jingshen could finally stand directly outside the ward and look at Ji Nuan, walked over and said: "She was injured too badly, she was tossed out by those people a few days after the operation, and the wound was retreated after disinfection just now, I saw that her vital signs were stable, but she was still very weak - no matter what, she was lost by me last night, and her life was in my hands." ”

There was no emotional change on Mo Jingshen's face, but when he looked at Ji Nuan on the bed inside, his eyes were slightly dark, closer to ink, and his voice was low and slow: "Even if I watched the situation last night, I wouldn't necessarily find the situation inside, after all, the quarantine area is too far away, and the medical staff are all wearing sterilization masks, which has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to take the responsibility on yourself." ”

Qin Siting also looked at Ji Nuan inside: "Those people just want to get what they want from your mouth, so they never dare to attack you, but they are vicious to the people around you, but they can't afford Ji Nuan's life." ”

Mo Jingshen stared at the motionless woman inside, and said lightly: "No matter who it is, you can't kill her." ”

These words were light, and compared with the battle in the early morning when Mo Jingshen broke into the hotel alone and fired a warning gun, it seemed much more shocking, but these words had more weight.

"Ah Tu is still in Nanheng's hands?" Mo Jingshen asked lightly.

"I asked Ah K, and said that he was locked up in the base, and many people were guarding him, waiting for you to take the time to go back and solve it, after all, the person who hurt was Ji Nuan, and they knew that this person had to let you solve it yourself in order to resolve the hatred. ”

"Ji Nuan doesn't wake up for a day, even if he is late, he may not be able to relieve his hatred. Mo Jingshen's eyes were cold: "What about the people of Nanheng?"

Qin Siting didn't answer, only sighed and said, "You know, it's rare for Feng Ling to go back to Los Angeles because of Ji Nuan's matter. ”

Although it was not the answer to the question, it was enough for Mo Jingshen to know Nanheng's current situation.

Mo Jingshen didn't speak again, only looked at Ji Nuan who was looking at the glass, looked at her pale face that had lost weight in just a few days, looked at her eyelashes that didn't even move, and her ears were full of what she had said before the accident.

She said she wanted to go back to the Imperial Garden.

……

In the dark cell, from time to time, people cursed in their mouths, occasionally in Cambodian, occasionally in English, and occasionally spit out Chinese, and scolded back and forth.

"Let Control come and see me, you bitch! What is it to let you bunch of shit keep me here, and you have the ability to come and see me alone......"

"Control!" The Chinese name is Mojing

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