"Sure enough, the effect of the medicine faded quickly enough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Wang Chuan stretched out his hand and looked at Leng Ji holding him with one hand and holding the handle with the other, as if his feet had not fully recovered his strength, and his body was crookedly leaning in the direction of the chair. "I still underestimated you. ”

"Heh," gritted his teeth, and in the cold season, he felt that his forehead was breaking out in a cold sweat. Standing is standing, but maintaining balance looks a little difficult, and the upper body is barely supported by the support next to it. Leng Ji almost leaned on the armrest on his right hand with all the strength of his body, and subconsciously, even if he couldn't stand, Leng Ji tried his best to avoid Wang Chuan. "You know me better than I do. ”

"Well, I'm a doctor......" Hearing this, Wang Chuan tilted his head, as if thinking for a while, and then nodded confidently and said affirmatively to the cold season.

His eyes reflected Leng Ji's crooked posture, and the corners of Wang Chuan's mouth seemed to be hooked higher, as if he understood Leng Ji's thoughts, and stretched out his hand, neither planning to take it back nor pulling her again.

"Just a ...... like you" Leng Ji silently rolled his eyes, looking at Wang Chuan's hypocritical and narcissistic smile, the more he looked at Leng Ji, the more unhappy he felt. Holding back the thought of wanting to beat him, Leng Ji sighed and didn't intend to ignore him.

Biting his lip, Leng Ji touched it and could feel his arm on the armrest trembling from overexertion, and leaning against the chair. The big man standing on the side watched her struggle in place, her footprints reflected on the gray floor beneath her feet. The nails of the fingertips went around the armrest and poked them back into the palms. Closing her eyes, she was excited in the cold season, and she exerted herself again, and her body stood up straight again in accordance with her movements.

But the next moment, the right hand holding the armrest began to tremble again, his lips trembled, Leng Ji watched his body slowly tilt to the side again, the fingers that grabbed the armrest trembled, and the nails scratched the handle made of steel, and the cold season barely supported his body at this time.

After a pause, he tried hard again in the cold season, but he found that his left hand in Wang Chuan's palm was not strong at all. Stunned, Leng Ji lowered his head, but saw that Wang Chuan didn't grab her hand at all, and he didn't want her to give it a hand, just silently stretched out a hand and put it in the air and let her hold it with her fingers.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Leng Ji paused, seeing that he was trembling and his legs were staggering and unsteady, and blinked, Leng Ji had to sit down again, took two breaths, and the strength on his feet seemed to have recovered some. raised his head slightly, but saw that the corners of Wang Chuan's mouth were slightly hooked up, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

"Then you're really a doctor and you're really talented. Leng Ji squinted, looking at his hand that was just holding himself, and the smile on his face became more and more intense, as if he was mocking himself, and his heart was even more unhappy. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say a word back.

"I think so too. Wang Chuan tilted his head and supported his cheeks, his eyes reflected the white light in the room, and he looked like he was understanding, not taking the ridicule of the cold season as a thing at all.

"Huh. Taking a deep breath, Leng Ji sneered, and several black lines slid down her forehead, Wang Chuan's cheekiness was really beyond her expectations.

Calmed his breathing, Leng Ji calmed down a bit, and knew that he couldn't stand on his feet no matter how much he tossed now, so he had to slow down his mood and sit on the chair and look coldly at the gray floor. The white curtain was plucked by the breeze blowing from nowhere, and there were bursts of microwaves. The figure behind the curtain was still struggling and surging, and the people inside seemed to have not stopped since they noticed it in the cold season, and they had been dancing their teeth and claws, allowing their hideous figures to be reflected in the curtain behind them.

"Na," Wang Chuan's outstretched hand seemed to be unable to help her, Leng Ji thought about it, then took his left hand back, turned his wrist, and then pointed in the direction of the door curtain, "Is there no one inside?"

"Hmm......" Holding his chin and raising his head, Wang Chuan squinted his eyes and stared in the direction pointed by Leng Ji for a while before saying, "It seems to be true." ”

"It seems to be ......" Leng Ji muttered his words, holding his cheeks, tilting his head, not knowing what he was thinking, his black eyes were scratched by a trace of water, and the next moment, his eyes seemed to be brighter.

The people behind the curtain seemed to be able to hear their conversation, their heads swaying more excitedly in their direction, their knuckles curled on the curtain. The black image protruding from the fingertips is a thin, light, and slender shape, firmly stuck to the fingertips.

As if subconsciously, the cold season poked his thumb slightly with the nail of his index finger, and the small touch came through the nerves, and the fingertips trembled, and the eyes of the cold season were a little more watery.

Wang Chuan's figure came into his eyes at some point, Leng Ji blinked, and his eyes were full of his back with his back to him, looking in the direction of the door curtain. One breath, the cold season suddenly came back to his senses. Clenched his fists, his strength seemed to have regained some, and again, Leng Ji put his hands on the armrests on both sides, closed his eyes, his nails scraped the metal material on the handle, the palm prints rubbed against the metal, and his arms trembled again, I don't know how long it took before Leng Ji stood up again.

Only this time, the cold season finally stood firm, no longer crooked, and no longer needed to lean on the chair.

"It's finally good?" Without looking back, Wang Chuan still knew her every move even though he turned his back to her, and asked lightly and in a gentle tone.

Without answering, Leng Ji focused on his toes, and gently, toe moved, trying, Leng Ji took a step forward.

I didn't dare to let go of the handrail, and I closed my eyes in the cold season, afraid that I would fall like this next. After a pause, in the cold season, I can only rely on touching the cold metal texture on the handrail to gain a sense of security.

Finally, the expected feeling of powerlessness did not come, and the cold season took another step forward, touching the ground with his toes, and then landing steadily on his heels, and the cold season waited for two seconds before opening his eyes again.

This time, she really stood firm.

"Alright. The corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, Leng Ji patted his knees, flicked the dust on it, and then, facing Wang Chuan, who turned around, slowly took another step forward.

Squinting his eyes, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Wang Chuan looked at Leng Ji's trembling appearance when he walked, and he had no intention of reaching out to help her, but walked to the front one step ahead of her.

Stretching out his hand, his slender fingers swept across the door curtain, Wang Chuan grabbed one of the corners, and his fingertips were slightly forced, and he pulled them away in the direction of his right hand.

Before he could see clearly, the sound of the animal roaring came from inside.