Charles hugged her tightly, with a little anger at her strong desire to survive: "People will die sooner or later, so you can't die two days early for me?"

Charles must not be able to figure out why he is rich and handsome, and he can live forever with him, and he can't get it if he thinks about women, but there are women who are unwilling and very unhappy.

But she just can't die, and if she dies, there may be nothing.

It's almost gone, and the sound is almost inaudible. Her eyes were foggy, knowing that she would never be able to open them as soon as she closed them, and she was still struggling to support her, and she sneered: "Why?"

A sentence of "why" made Charles pause, and then his voice became calm and cold: "Don't you love me?"

What the hell is love? Since she became conscious, she has long thrown love out of the clouds, and only by living can she know who she is and where she comes from. Love is a luxury, and reality tells her that whoever loves will pay a heavy price, and whoever will be unlucky.

smiled miserably, and used the last bit of strength, with a bit of hatred and despair: "I hate you... After saying that, he fainted in the darkness.

He Ningyan slowly woke up... She opened her misty eyes and looked around.

It was dusk outside the window, and she was lying on the bed, a hanging bottle was hanging from a stand next to her, and drops of liquid were being injected into her veins.

"Wake up!" the little nurse who was sitting and waiting next to her cried out happily, and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to contact the others.

Dead or alive? She tried to sit up, her arms still a little weak, but at least they worked.

Hurried footsteps were heard outside, and two doctors in white coats walked in. When I came in, I asked a series of questions: "How do you feel, do you know who you are, how many fingers are these?"

Not knowing which to answer first, the little nurse stuffed the pillow behind her so that she could lean comfortably.

It should be alive, otherwise no infusion is needed... At about the last minute, Charles was kind, changed his mind, and spared her life.

Not bothering to answer anything, she asked impatiently, "How long have I fainted?"

After the doctors looked at each other, one of them cautiously replied, "After the general sent you here, it took about two hours from the time you fell into a coma to the time you woke up." ”

I was going to curse the street again, so I fainted for two hours, and it was still on the same day. Can't you faint for a day or two? It's not a lot, and a dizziness is a few days and nights, and it's still an ancient time without a drip, and it's a miracle that you didn't die of hunger and thirst. Why can others faint for a few days, and it is only two hours to her!

It's best to get dizzy for four or five days, and then the task will be completed.

Just as he was thinking about lying down and continuing to pretend to be unconscious, the door opened and Charles walked in.

It's okay now, it's too late to pretend to be dizzy.

"Awake?" said Charles, who walked over to the bed, and the little nurse graciously moved the chair she had been sitting on to the general.

She didn't even look at Charles, and an old monk came and sat there.

Charles turned to the doctor and asked, "How is she?"

The doctor said that the treatment was timely, and he received some oxygen just now, so there was no big problem.

Charles smiled, looked at her cold face, and joked: "Look at her appearance, you know that it should be fine." ”

The doctor and nurse laughed, but she still kept a straight face. Although it was a little ridiculous, she was not in a small mood, and the doctors and nurses had to laugh if they didn't want to laugh, so why should she laugh?

Charles looked at her: "So angry?"

She still sat there, her eyes closed, when Charles didn't exist. A man who desperately wants her to die, die.

"If I do this again, I'm going to be angry. Charles's words were tinged with warning, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

What else, just kill her? I have already tried to kill her again and again, and I don't give her some color to see, and there will be more in the future. Charles's brain is so good that maybe he has already figured out a plan for how to make her die tomorrow or even tonight. No matter how much she defends against it, she can't prevent it.

Seeing that the threat was useless, Charles's tone softened: "Don't be angry, as long as you're not angry, anything!"

How can anything?He Ningyan's eyes opened and he squinted at it.

Charles sat on the edge of the bed and sighed slightly: "Yes, anything!"

With that said, she jerked out the needle from the infusion tube and stabbed it into Charles's hand.

"General!" everyone else was shocked.

But Charles didn't move, and she didn't move at all, so she stuck the needle in the glove.

When she was done, she lay back as if nothing had happened.

"General!" the doctors and nurses gathered around, and one of the doctors shouted "Someone."

The two soldiers standing guard outside the door immediately rushed in with guns, and Charles waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

The nurse asked to go over and help Charles, but Charles said, "Help her deal with it first." ”

Only then did He Ningyan see that the place where she pulled out the needle was oozing blood.

The nurse walked over in a panic and pressed the pinhole with a cotton ball. Seeing Charles sitting there, he also made a straight face, and plucked up the courage to blame: "How can you be like this, the general was worried about you just now." ”

You know the, he made all these things up. It's not bad to take a needle and prick it, if there was a knife, he would have stabbed it a long time ago, anyway, as long as he didn't stab his head, he couldn't die.

Charles seemed to not appreciate it and ordered coldly: "Let's all go out." The nurse had to go out with the two doctors.

There were only the two of them left, and Charles sat there, his voice much softer: "It's me who is too anxious, you don't know how difficult it has been for me in the past five years." It's really gone too far, I apologize, don't be angry anymore, the days ahead are still long, you can't keep being angry like this. ”

The man was so good at language that he gave steps and reminded that the days ahead would be long. If you get angry again, it won't help, maybe it will make Charles angry, and he will really use any trick to choke him.

What else can I do? Hurry up and soften down the steps, if it gets harder, it won't do you any good.

She saw that Charles still had a needle stuck deep in the back of his hand, so she sat up slowly, pressed the glove, and gently pulled out the needle, and her voice was softer: "Does it hurt?"

The two words made a smile stretch out at the corner of Charles's mouth: "It's still a little painful." ”

"Don't you know how to hide?" pressed the place where she was stabbed, and instead blamed the past.

Charles smiled even more: "I know you can't bear to really hurt me." ”

He Ningyan glanced at him and gritted his teeth: "Next time, stick to your eyeballs." ”

"Okay, okay. Charles smiled. Stretched out his hand and held the hand she had been pressing the wound with: "No need, no matter how big the injury is, it can be healed." ”

and took her hand and put it on his chest, and looked at her very seriously, as if he promised: "Even if you are injured, I can make you better." ”