After about twenty minutes, Cheng Ke arrived. explained the situation to the old housekeeper, and the old housekeeper also knew Cheng Ke, so he took her to Nangong Yingtian's door.

"Miss Cheng, this is the young master's room, please."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Cheng Ke knocked on the door and heard a muffled voice coming from inside: "Come in, the door is not locked." ”

Cheng Ke pushed the door in, and the scene in front of her deeply stung her eyes...... I saw Nangong Yingtian half-lying on the bed, holding Yun Mengmeng in her arms, and the girl was like a well-behaved cat, clinging to Nangong Yingtian's chest.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Nangong Yingtian looked up and motioned for her to come over with his eyes.

Cheng Ke walked over in a daze, and when she got closer, she saw the injury on Yun Mengmeng's face and exclaimed: "Oh my God! ”

Cheng Ke was really surprised, how could Yun Mengmeng still be injured by Nangong Yingtian's side?

Could it be...... When Nangong Yingtian heard her voice, he immediately glanced at it with cold eyes, and his ink-colored eyes were as sharp and cold as ice at the moment.

Cheng Ke was shocked and immediately shut up.

I have to say that Cheng Ke is jealous at the moment, she is crazy with jealousy!

Why did Yun Mengmeng only stay with Nangong Yingtian for a few days, and then his emotions could surpass his relationship with him for more than ten years?

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Why?

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Cheng Ke walked to the side of the bed and motioned for Nangong Yingtian to go down.

She thought that Nangong Yingtian would still stay on it, but she didn't expect him to really listen to her and get out of bed.

"Hmm...... Don't leave. ”

The girl groaned in dissatisfaction when she felt the big stove around her disappear.

Nangong Yingtian's movements paused, a strange look crossed his eyes, and then continued to get out of bed.

But instead of leaving, he took a chair and sat down beside the girl, holding her hand tightly.

"Well, I'm not leaving......"

Yun Mengmeng's original frowning brows actually relaxed, as if this trace of warmth in her hand could give her hope and bring her out of the endless darkness and cold.

Cheng Ke was like an outsider, he was not looked at by Nangong Yingtian.

The palms of his hands were clenched tightly, and he didn't even realize that he was pierced by his long fingernails.

Nangong Yingtian saw that he hadn't made a move for a long time, and said a little angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, show her quickly!" ”

Cheng Ke walked over, took her temperature, and roughly checked the wound on her face, and took the pulse.

While looking at the thermometer, he said: "She is fine, just some skin trauma, but there may be a little bleeding under the skin on the left side of the face, and it is not a big deal, just apply some medicine and rest for a few days." She should still have some wounds on her body, which can be healed by applying some medicine. ”

She said in a loud voice, with a hint of jealousy in her cold and indifferent voice.

"Speak quietly, don't wake her up."

Nangong Yingtian was only thinking about Yun Mengmeng now, and he didn't hear the trace of jealousy in Cheng Ke's tone at all.

Hearing Nangong Yingtian's words, she felt like a knife in her heart, and her voice became louder: "It's okay, no matter how loud we are, she won't be able to wake up." ”

When Nangong Yingtian heard her say this, her heart jerked: "What do you mean?!" ”

Cheng Ke seemed to be deliberate, and slowly swallowed: "The wound on her face is a little infected, so she has a fever, and now she is in a half-asleep and half-comatose state, so even if we talk loudly, she can't wake up!" ”

"That's not going to work either!"

Seeing his angry appearance, Cheng Ke shut up knowingly.

The person on the bed suddenly frowned, and muttered inarticulately: "No, no...... Don't take her away......"

After hearing the voice, the eyes of the two shot in unison, "She's talking?" ”

Cheng Ke explained unhurriedly: "People who are half-asleep and half-unconscious, their brains are in a specific environment, and in layman's terms, it is like a dream, talking about a dream or something, it is normal, there is no fuss." ”

As he spoke, he disinfected the wound on Yun Mengmeng's face.

Nangong Yingtian's calm eyes were flooded with a trace of waves at this moment, dream talk, is it?

-- The most gorgeous dividing line in the world -- Xiao Yan also wants to write some pet essays, but as soon as he writes it, he finds that there is nothing to write about at all, he can only write about abuse, but in fact, he is not abusive, right!

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