, wonderful no pop-up window for free!

"Hungry, huh? Drink some water and eat something first. ”

Lizhan poured white water into the cup, and was about to serve it to him, but suddenly remembered that the young man didn't trust the people in King Qi's mansion, so he had to take a sip with his eyebrows lowered.

"Girl, ......" The young man was full of worry, and halfway through his words, he raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, "Look, I said it's not poisonous." ”

As he spoke, he poured him a new glass, and he glanced at her and took it without hesitation.

Probably because he hadn't eaten, he slept and was a little groggy, and when the boy raised it to his mouth, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and most of his mouth leaked.

He was so embarrassed that he drank more and more panickedly, so that most of the full glass of water was sprinkled on the placket of his snow-white clothes, and he accidentally choked on his throat.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

"You slow down, and no one will rob you."

"Ahem...... Thank you, girl, I'm good to drink......"

Lizhan knew that he was strong, and he didn't break it, so he just took the cup, and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with a bowl of red date porridge.

The young man moved towards the corner of the bed, trying to reach out to take the bowl, but he lowered his head and mixed the porridge with a spoon, without the slightest intention of giving it to him.

The young man's hands were just in the air, and there was a little shyness in his eyes, "Girl, I'll just come by myself." ”

"The patient has to listen to the doctor."

The boy's outstretched hand hung down again.

"Come, open your mouth, ah."

The boy opened his mouth, and the plush lips looked particularly good. Lizhan took out the patience to feed the child, spoonful by spoonful to let the porridge see the bottom, the teenager from the initial restraint, to the flushing on the face, and finally into calm with a little comfort.

The light in her eyes only climbed up secretly the moment she lowered her head, and when she looked up, she silently retracted it.

Li Zhan was faintly aware of it, and thought, it is really a child's heart, Miao Miao saw people when she was a child, and she looked so shy and curious.

She pursed her lips and snickered, and the young man knew that he was exposed, so he had to clear his throat in a serious dress. He turned around and called the people outside the door, collected the rest of the porridge, turned his back, and took a nutrient drip from the red bracelet.

The young man's body is weak, and he can't stand it just by drinking porridge, so when he tells the finch branch to boil porridge, there is no special instruction, even if it is just white porridge, it is fine. Anyway, there are proteins and fat emulsions in the nutrient solution, and I don't know how many times more nutritious than that porridge.

Leaving the lamp and turning upside down for a long time, the young man was curious, but he didn't dare to look at her secretly, he only listened to her muttering, and when he turned around, there were many transparent bottles and cans in his hands.

His pale gray eyes flickered, clearly shocked.

He dragged the stool and put it on top of it, and took tweezers and pulled out a piece of wet white cotton from the small brown bottle.

"Hand out." Lizhan ignored his surprised gaze at all, just because he saw the gentleness in his eyes, and he already trusted her unconditionally.

The boy rolled up his sleeves and spread his arms in front of her.

was so obedient, I thought she was going to check her pulse again. Unexpectedly, Lizhan reached out and held his palm.

He instinctively withdrew his hand, but he didn't let go, turned his palm over, grasped it lightly with one hand, and used wet white cotton to draw circles on the back of his hand from the inside out.

The young man didn't know why, he just felt that this action was very ambiguous, and the two blush that had finally eased down burned again, burning down his face all the way to his neck, and his already inflexible body became tighter and tighter.

Lizhan was thinking about how to get the needle, and didn't look at his flushed face.

The boy lay in the coffin for half a year, did not move and ate a small amount, not only his muscles were somewhat atrophied, but even his blood vessels could not be seen clearly.

I wiped it with cotton for a long time and couldn't find a vein where I could insert a needle, so I had to try it from the side of my wrist where my thumb was.

There is also a vein on the side of the wrist, which is easy to pick and poke, but it is too close to the bone, and it is often painful to poke it.

I threw a cotton ball away from the lamp, took a new one, and continued to wipe it on the side.

The young man looked down at the hands of the two of them clasped tightly, his eyes flickered uneasily, her movements were light and soft, tickling his heart, coupled with the coolness of the volatilization of alcohol, it was more like the comfort of being licked by someone, and the breeze blew away.

His body was as hard as a piece of wood, and the green tendons on his wrists writhed under his skin.

Lizhan held his hand, but he noticed his abnormality, but he finally found the position of the vein, so he didn't look up at him, just thought he was nervous.

"It will hurt a little, but don't be afraid." Lizhan rarely smiled and comforted softly.

"Girl, I ......"

Lizhan holds a cotton ball in one hand and presses it on the vein, and the other hand has taken the needle, and he dials the roller to release the air inside, ready to start. But the green tendons on his hands were still faintly moving under the pale skin.

The needle is the most taboo and nervous, in case he moves, he has to prick it again. And it hurts to pierce the side in the first place, and it is undoubtedly very painful to pierce it again.

She had to put the needle at the vein, and she was very experienced in how deep it should be to get it in accurately, as long as he didn't move.

The distance between the two of them suddenly became so close that he could see his face through the drops of sweat on her forehead.

She...... What is she doing? The young man was so ashamed that he retreated, but his back was already against the pillar of the bed, and there was no way to retreat.

"Leaving the Girl......"

"Close your eyes."

"Huh?"

"Close your eyes."

The young man's face was red, but the fox-like pupils seemed to have a hypnotic effect, which made him panic, and the ghost made him close his eyes.

"Whew!"

The moment he closed his eyes, there was a sudden pain on the side of his wrist, and the needle quickly poked between the bone and the shallow flesh, and he could even hear the creaking of the green tendons.

When he opened his eyes, he had already put two pieces of adhesive tape on the needle.

"Does it hurt?" She asked as she hung the bottle high up.

The boy looked at the sinuous transparent tube and knew he was crooked. While breathing a sigh of relief, Fang Cai broke out a hole in his heart that needed to be filled, and now there was something empty.

He looked up and peeked at the lamp, the hollow place was itching for no reason,

"It doesn't hurt." He touched the place she had just wiped.

"Don't move." Lizhan pressed him back to his place, and told him like a child, "If you get into it with great difficulty, if you move the needle crookedly, you will have to start again." ”

"What are these for?"

"It's good for your body anyway. If you want to recover soon, listen to me. ”

He nodded obediently, but his curiosity still couldn't be stopped. When the girl entered the door, she came empty-handed. How can you conjure up these strange things out of thin air with two sentences? Does the girl know how to do magic?"

"Shhh When others find out, they will say that I am a witch and a demon. ”

The young man smiled slightly, like the dawn of the sun, warm and gentle. "The girl is kind-hearted, how can anyone associate you with demons?"

"You're like a child now, and of course you don't understand the sinister human heart."

"Under ...... In the lower twenty there is one, not a child......"

Lizhan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to hear something amazing, "How old do you remember how old you are!" ”

When the young man came back to his senses, he also felt inexplicable, and after thinking about it, he felt that his head was extremely heavy. "I seem to remember, and I don't say it casually......"

The boy looks simple and kind, and he is by no means a person who talks about it, and he must remember it subconsciously. In this way, it is very likely that he has temporary amnesia, and there is a good chance of healing.

Lizhan wants to dig up all the memories he has buried, as long as he pulls out a leaf stem, it will be a moment to uproot it.

She anxiously poked her hand in her face and paced up and down in front of the bed, when it was nearly dusk, and the dim light poured in through the window, shining directly on a cyan sword on the desk. Take a closer look, isn't this exactly the one that Gu Fuwei threw in front of him in the denseness?

She took a few quick steps and walked to him with the sword in her hand: "Take a good look at this sword, this is your personal sword." ”

The cyan sword was reflected in the young man's pupils, and the unpierced hand gently stroked the jade-colored sword spike, without saying a word.

"Do you remember the Thousand Mountains Palace? I looked at Childe's clothes, and he looked very much like a disciple of the Thousand Mountains Palace. ”

"Thousand Mountains Hall?"

He muttered as he clenched his sword so tightly that the earth began to shake, the gale blew away the doors and windows, and the neat chamber was suddenly torn to pieces and swirled away.

Rows of green mountains and peaks stumbled in, as if they were about to crush him.

He closed his eyes and held the ground with his sword, the wind gradually subsided, he looked up, and there was already a thick fog around him, and there were many people in white in the vast fog surrounding him again.

Where is this? Who are they?

In the dark, a hurried voice echoed in his ears.

"Think about King Qi again, how did you know King Qi, and how was he trapped in this palace?"

"I ......"

He tried his best to think about it, but his temples hurt as if they were about to burst, and suddenly a faint shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and the man was dressed in a black satin coat, and pulled out a black blade from his waist! The white-clothed people around him suddenly lit up!

Kill, kill, kill!

The shadow and the white clothes are entangled together, the heavens and the earth are shattered, and the mountains and rivers are bloody.

In the shadow of swords and swords, the men in white all fell, leaving only the man in black with perseverance.

Such a familiar back, such a neat murderous aura! Who is he? Who is he?

The young man pressed his hand against the head that was about to burst, and with all his strength he thought, the silhouette of the man finally turned around in the reflection of the remnant sun.

The thin lips were like blood, the eyes were cold, and the piece of jade on the forehead was unpolished, but it was as clear as frost.

Who is it if it's not Gu Fuwei?

"Uh......"

The boy curled his fingers and clenched his sword with a rattle, as if the cold sweat had just been fished out of the water.

Seeing that he was in pain, Lizhan couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

"It's okay to have a long tone, it's normal to not be able to remember it now, we can take our time."

The boy still closed his eyes, ignoring them, still immersed in the dark world.

Gu Fuwei, who was dressed in black, walked towards him step by step, the white bones behind him and the yellow mud and sand under his feet were all annihilated with his steps.

Gu Fuwei stood in front of him, the fog dissipated, the scorching sun was on his head, the tip of the bloody knife pointed directly at his heart, Gu Fuwei stared at him, and his thin lips were extremely arrogant.

"Long tone, long time no see."