Even Madame Hong couldn't say anything bad about a patient who was angry, and besides, this person was still An Ruyang, so she could only swallow what she wanted to say, and instead glanced at Lu Ying, exchanging glances with each other, and they both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

This kind of behavior is very uneasy like Yang, and the impression he gave to Madam Hong and Lu Ying from beginning to end is not like the type that would choose to harm himself because of his guilt for An Miao, if it was because of Linglong, it would make sense.

If you really feel guilty, you would have thought about something a long time ago, and if you don't say such things until now that you have become a prisoner, it will inevitably make people feel that there is another purpose, but Lu Ying didn't speak, he glanced at Linglong heavily, tilted his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Murong Che didn't seem to be interested in all this farce, so he opened the window and opened the door to disperse the bloody gas in the air, took the soup cup, and went to feed An Miao breakfast one bite at a time.

He really didn't pay attention to others at all, as if whether it was An Ruyang or Linglong, there was no difference between a stone on the side of the road in his eyes, and only when he looked at An Miao, a glimmer of love occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Linglong saw all this in her eyes, when Murong Che and An Miao were standing, there seemed to be an invisible aura around them, so that no one else could participate, she couldn't help but become more and more jealous, and all the emotions that had been forcibly suppressed before became one, and completely turned into a shadow that devoured her.

Why would such a man be single-minded to An Miao, this is the rationality that Linglong has longed for since she was a child, she wants to marry a powerful man, a hero, Murong Che's appearance almost satisfied all the fantasies in her heart, but in this story, she doesn't even seem to deserve a name.

Her hero had only another woman in his eyes, and he didn't even look at her from beginning to end.

Linglong lowered her head and hid all her emotions in her eyes, she couldn't be in a hurry yet, she needed to stay in the capital now, as long as she was around An Miao, she always had a chance to let Murong Che see her.

The secret guard who left soon came back with the medicine, fried it and poured it into An Ruyang indiscriminately, after half a day, An Miao was going to check, it was already much better than before, it was all trauma, it didn't hurt the arteries and bones, there was no problem with recuperation, and even the root of the disease would not fall.

She didn't treat this injury as a big deal, but the so-called admission of mistakes, and using this extreme way, shocked a few people in Leshan Pharmacy, none of them thought that An Ruyang could do things so decisively, could it be that he really changed his mind.

Taking advantage of Linglong's absence, Lu Ying sneaked into the room to look at An Ruyang, who was already awake and was looking at the ceiling in a daze, as if he hadn't noticed that there was an extra person around him.

"An Ruyang, how do you feel? Is there anything else you don't feel comfortable with? ”

Lu Ying suddenly opened his mouth, startled him, his body shook, his breathing was also a lot shorter, he gasped heavily, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt much, it's okay anymore, what about my sister?" Why haven't I seen her all this time? ”

"You were asleep when my sister came." Lu Ying smiled, sat aside and looked at him curiously, and asked, "An Ruyang, are you really not in pain?" What the hell do you think, to be able to put such a heavy hand on yourself, tsk, that body of blood, it's scary enough. ”

There was no sense of distress and love in his tone, but a little ridicule, obviously he didn't feel much distressed about his behavior, and even reported a little bit to see the excitement. Keyuan

This feeling is really not good, An Ruyang lowered his eyes, only to feel that the wound on his body was more painful, he was silent for a long time, Lu Ying still had no intention of leaving, just sat all over and looked at him with a smile.

"I just think, I'm sorry sister, that's all."

It's so pale, it's rare to see such an explanation without any strength, Lu Ying made a troubled expression, curled his fingers, lightly swiped over the wound on his arm, and said in a low voice:

"I don't believe it, An Ruyang, no one will believe your explanation, if you really feel guilty, you wiped your neck with a knife long ago, you use this way to just don't want to die, you want to make my sister feel distressed, I understand, so what is your real purpose? Is it still for Linglong? ”

As he spoke, his eyes kept staring at An Ruyang's face, there was no illusion of any emotional fluctuations, and he clearly saw the mixed emotions of surprise and panic, but they were quickly suppressed.

It's enough, so he didn't guess wrong, it was still for the reason of that Linglong girl, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want to leave Linglong, so he came to such a bitter plan.

But really, in the end, the role of identity was used to the extreme, and I didn't consider anyone else except Linglong, as if in this world, except for Linglong, everyone and everyone are tools to pave the way for their love.

Lu Ying was a little disgusted, he could think that An Ruyang could give everything for Linglong, but he didn't understand why he could ignore An Miao's feelings for him at all, as if all this was taken for granted.

His expression cooled down a little bit, and he looked at An Ruyang's eyes, there was nothing in his eyes, even if he really wanted a scimitar to wipe his neck, Lu Ying would kindly help hand over the knife.

It's hard to say whether Linglong is involved in this matter, but at least the name of instigation can't be removed, and he doesn't know if An Miao's heart is clear, and he really can't see a few clues from his attitude.

"I... I didn't mean that, I really just felt ashamed of my sister, she was so good to me, but I kept hurting her, I really wanted to die, I..."

Seeing that he was still arguing with reason, Lu Ying was already a little impatient, he simply threw the scimitar on his waist to the bed, and said to An Ruyang, "Oh, I put the knife here, if you still want to die, you can use this directly, I will tell my sister that you have repented, and it is enough to write off everything before." ”

An Ruyang was stunned, Lu Ying's voice was still a little smiling as always, and there was a faint sweetness in it, but he looked at the knife on the bed, and only felt cold all over his body.

Fortunately, Linglong came back at this time, and when she pushed open the door and saw Lu Ying, she immediately became vigilant, frowned, and said sharply:

"Lu Ying, why are you here?"

"I'm coming to see my brother Ruyang, do I want to report to you?"