Nie Yao took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions.

Although Lu Zecheng, who is unconscious here, is somewhat similar to his eyebrows, it is not him after all.

She actually wants to tell him now that she lives a very good and happy life, and she doesn't have to bear the hatred of the country and her family, nor does she have to care about those rivers and mountains anymore, and she is completely alive for herself when she is reborn here.

It's a pity that I don't have a chance......

Nie Yao's gaze refocused on Lu Zecheng's face, and suddenly found that his brows were tightly locked, his thin lips were pursed from time to time, and fine beads of sweat quickly oozed from his forehead.

He looked like he was in a nightmare.

Nie Yao glanced at the instrument beside the bed, although she couldn't read it, she also knew that it was a bad thing for the pattern on it to continue to go down.

Thinking of what Dr. Tong said when he left just now, Nie Yao tried to put his hand on his forehead and touch it.

Fine beads of sweat were imprinted on her warm palms, and they didn't feel very comfortable.

There was no high heat on his forehead, she took a tissue from the side and gently helped him wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then put her hand in Lu Zecheng's exposed palm a little awkwardly.

Her hands were white and small, her fingers were slender, and her nails were rounded with a healthy pink sheen.

And Lu Zecheng's hand is bigger than hers, his ten fingers are slender, the color is slightly darker than hers, and the bone joints are more convex and obvious than hers.

The whole hand is ice, if you look closely, there is a yellow cocoon on the tiger's mouth of his big palm, according to Nie Yao's experience, I guessed that this should be caused by the frequent use of weapons, but in this world, she still has a lot of unfamiliarity, and she can't guess what kind of weapon it is for a while.

At first, she was a little nervous when her palm was placed in Lu Zecheng's hand, but she soon calmed down.

After all, Lu Zecheng is now in a coma, and she puts her hand in his hand as if she were on the table.

Nie Yao stared at the instrument next to the bed, and found that since she put her hand in his hand, it really had some effect, at least the data on the instrument did not drop so fast.

She glanced at Lu Zecheng's face again, her tightly knit brows in the coma slowly stretched, and the painful look on her face gradually disappeared.

Even she herself is a little strange, can she really alleviate Lu Zecheng's condition by his side?

If this matter had been put in the past, she would never have believed such a mysterious thing, but she had experienced her own life and felt that all this was not impossible.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Zecheng's expression had relaxed, his breathing was light and long, and he was obviously asleep.

If his face weren't so ugly, he would look like a healthy person.

Nie Yao sighed, she paused, and reached for Lu Zecheng's wrist to catch his pulse.

Holding his breath and taking his pulse, after a while, Nie Yao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

No wonder Dr. Tong has no way to deal with Lu Zecheng's hidden illness, and he has no choice but to believe that she will alleviate Lu Zecheng's condition.

She just checked his pulse, and there was nothing wrong with him at all, she only felt that his body was weaker than ordinary people, and there was no problem at all.

Nie Yao didn't care, as long as Lu Zecheng's state stabilized, she took out the book from her schoolbag, sat on the edge of the bed, put one hand in Lu Zecheng's palm, and opened the book with the other.

Suddenly, Lu Zecheng's hand moved, and he actually put away his palm, the speed was so fast that even she, who knew martial arts, didn't have time to take it back.

Nie Yao was startled, and when she looked down, she saw Lu Zecheng's big palm, which was darker than his, closed and held her smaller hand in the palm of her hand.

Lu Zecheng's big palm was dry and cold, and her hand was smooth and warm.

Nie Yao's fair cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly.

She pushed a little harder, trying to pull her hand out of his, but the harder she pushed, the tighter his grip became.

Nie Yao frowned, his eyes fell on his face, stared at it for a long time, and found that there was nothing unusual, even the rhythm of his breathing had not changed, so he believed that this was probably his subconscious action after he fell unconscious.

If you can't break away, forget it, just hold it as he wants.

Nie Yao put her mind back on the book, and when she didn't pay attention to it, the big palm holding her was a little looser.

Lu Zecheng rubbed the back of her white and greasy hand with one thumb from time to time, and when she got to the back, Nie Yao didn't bother to care, during which Dr. Tong's assistant came in to check the instrument.

At half past five, Nie Yao saw that the time was almost up, put down the book, glanced at Lu Zecheng, and then suddenly pulled his hand out of Lu Zecheng's hand.

Fortunately, this time it went well, Nie Yao breathed a sigh of relief, packed up her things, went out of the master bedroom, and went downstairs to find Liu Song.

When Liu Song saw her, he hurriedly greeted her, "Nie Yao, how is Lu Shao's situation?"

"I'm asleep, I look fine now, if you don't worry, you can ask Dr. Tong to go and check him again. ”

"Hey, I'm sorry for you. The corner of his eyes swept over the part-time worker aunt who was cooking, and said smartly: "Auntie's meal will be ready soon, there are a lot of dishes, Nie Yao, can you stay and go back after eating?"

Nie Yao shook her head, "No, my mother cooked and is still waiting for me." ”

Seeing Nie Yao say this, Liu Song didn't hold back anymore, he sent people to the door, and then suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Nie Yao, you wait, I have something to give you." ”

Nie Yao stopped strangely and stood at the entrance waiting for Liu Song, who went back to get something.

Liu Song was very fast, and he handed a key to Nie Yao.

Nie Yao asked him with his eyes.

Liu Song touched his head, "The spare key of the Dawn Pavilion, I have something to do in two days, I may not be there, this key is placed here for you, you can open the door by yourself when you come, it is also convenient." ”

Nie Yao also guessed that Lu Zecheng's identity was not ordinary, and he was an adjutant by his side, and he was an expert doctor specializing in treating diseases.

I can't keep any secrets in this villa, Liu Song just gave her the key, is it really good?

Nie Yao hesitated and didn't answer, "It's not good, you don't need to give me the key, just let someone open the door for me every time I come." ”

"Then what if Lu Shao is not there?" After speaking, Liu Song couldn't help but say that he forced the key to Nie Yao.

Nie Yao was speechless, if Lu Zecheng wasn't here, she wouldn't be there......

In the end, Liu Song couldn't be defeated, Nie Yao still took the key and left the Dawn Pavilion.

Seeing Nie Yao's back disappear behind the iron gate of the villa in the Dawn Pavilion, Liu Song let out a sigh and patted his chest.

He said to himself, "The mission is done." ”

Don't look at Nie Yao's young age, but in Liu Song's eyes, it is really difficult to deceive.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Lu Zecheng had already opened his eyes when Nie Yao left.

He couldn't help but shake the empty palm, and he didn't know why he felt empty in his heart.

He stared at the pure white ceiling, but his gaze was a little glazed.

In fact, he woke up early in the morning, when Nie Yao touched his forehead covered with fine sweat.