Junbi pinched Zheng Qin's veins mercilessly, although the sharp nails did not cut through her skin, but they could make her shiver in pain, and the ballpoint pen could no longer hold it, and fell to the ground.

Zheng Qin's hands were tied behind her with backlashes, the whole person was tied to the bed rail, and her mouth was also blocked by a towel, cutting off her possibility of calling for help.

Jun Bi finished all this like a cloud, smiled slightly, and said, "You lost." ”

Zheng Qin writhed and struggled, and let out a muffled voice from his mouth.

Seeing Zheng Qin's eyes cracking and unable to resist, Jun Bi raised the corners of his mouth. She leaned over and picked up the ballpoint pen, pressed it, and made a stroke on the artery in Zheng Qin's neck, "You said that if I stab it, what will happen to you?" ”

Zheng Qin immediately trembled with fright, Jun Bi laughed, put the ballpoint pen in his pocket, then turned around and closed the curtain, walked out of the lounge, and locked the door by the way.

For those who want to harm themselves, Junbi will not show mercy to his subordinates, and is bound to teach her a lesson, but I don't know if Zheng Qin has good luck to be discovered early.

Rong Chuan on the other side originally thought that he could see Junbi in his heart during this visit, and he fought against the flowers, but he never forgot that shocking glimpse. It's not that he hasn't met a cold beauty, but Junbi's face is cold, his eyes are charming, and there is a hint of untamable wildness, which can't help but arouse his desire to conquer.

However, Rong Chuan came with great interest, but he only saw Professor Liang with a few doctors, and there was no Junbi among them, and he couldn't help but be a little irritable.

"Mr. Rong is here." Professor Liang stepped forward to greet him politely.

Rong Chuan coped with the conversation while looking around for Junbi. On the screen in the monitoring room, Rong Jingheng was lying on his side on the bed with his back to them. He only glanced at it and didn't want to look at it again. If it weren't for the fact that this mental illness still has some use value, he wouldn't care whether Rong Jingheng is dead or alive.

Rong Jingheng on the picture is motionless, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep, but from another angle, he is holding his eyes open and thinking quietly.

At this time, An Yuhan passed by pushing a treatment cart. The last time I visited Rong Chuan, I was grabbed by Jun Bi, so I naturally didn't notice An Yuhan, and this time her slender figure easily walked into Rong Chuan's sight.

Perhaps sensing Rong Chuan's gaze, An Yuhan glanced at him quickly. The quiet and beautiful side face, the delicate and shy expression, and the pair of bright eyes wanted to refuse and welcome, which made him indulge in it instantly. There is a kind of fragile pure beauty in her, which is a fatal temptation for Rong Chuan, a veteran.

An Yuhan lowered her head by Rong Chuan's straightforward gaze, and her cheeks were dyed with red glow, which made her even more delicate.

Rong Chuan pursed his lips and looked at An Yuhan's back as he gradually walked away, with great interest.

Rong Chuan was surrounded by stars like a moon, and they had no intention of looking at the surveillance. An Yuhan looked at the people who were immersed in socializing outside, exhaled lightly, and closed the door of the ward.

No matter how much undercurrent is surging outside, there is still quiet and tranquility in the ward.

An Yuhan doesn't remember how many times she has met Rong Jingheng, but it is the first time she has seriously observed his face.

An Yuhan had watched the video of Rong Jingheng's piano recital a long time ago, and Rong Jingheng at that time was noble and elegant, making people willing to bow at his feet and worship him as a believer.

Normally, An Yuhan would dutifully wait for Rong Jingheng to finish taking the medicine and then leave quietly, but today, she seemed a little cramped and uneasy. She slowly approached Rong Jingheng's side, looking at him with admiration and lingering eyes, like a girl who was just beginning to fall in love, looking at her most beloved man.

"Jing Heng, I've done what you said." An Yuhan's eyes were rippling with joy, and the corners of his mouth were raised, unable to hide the excitement in his heart.

Rong Jingheng's hand holding the water cup paused slightly, and his lowered eyes slowly raised, "Who allowed you to call my name." His tone was calm, but there was a deep chill in it, "You don't have that qualification yet." "It's just a pawn.

The blood on An Yuhan's face faded in an instant, and she opened her mouth dumbly, but she couldn't make a sound.

Rong Jingheng put the water glass back on the table and made a soft sound.

An Yuhan looked at Rong Jingheng with fascination, his ten fingers as intricately carved as works of art, dancing between the black and white keys. He seemed to be beyond her reach, and she thought that if she just looked at it from afar, then she would be satisfied, but people are always greedy.

An Yuhan has watched Rong Jingheng's performance on a loop countless times. At that time, his fluffy and silky hair hung down in front of his eyes, and his dark brown eyes flashed with extreme tenderness that he had never had before. In the past, he was well-dressed and elegant, but now he is wearing a hospital gown, as if he is so close to her, why does he still refuse to look at her more?

An Yuhan's heart was sour, she was so well-behaved, so obedient, she was willing to give everything for him, a moth to the fire, but so, but she couldn't get him a gentle look.

"There is no next time." Rong Jingheng glanced at An Yuhan and retracted his gaze, "You will get what you deserve, now, get out." ”

An Yuhan's body trembled slightly, barely holding back her emotions, and tremblingly put away the medicine and water glass, "If there is anything else I can do......" She was still a little unwilling, and leaned over again, making the last effort.

Rong Jingheng avoided in disgust, and said mercilessly: "Get out." ”

An Yuhan's whole body stiffened, and he took a step back, and the pain in his heart almost overflowed from his eyes. She lowered her head, wiped the corners of her reddish eyes, and looked at Rong Jingheng timidly, only to find that he didn't even leave her a trace of gaze. Biting her white lip, she pushed the cart and walked out.

An Yuhan remembered that half a month ago, in this ward, Rong Jingheng took the initiative to talk to her for the first time......

"Zhou Haoxi, you know, right?" The man in the shadows smiled in a low voice, with a different kind of sexiness.

An Yuhan met Rong Jingheng's eyes, but his cheeks were hot at the aggressive gaze, "I know." She nodded sheepishly.

Rong Jingheng hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, "Find a way to make him like you." His voice was low, and the volume was deliberately lightened, sounding a little more tender.

Rong Jingheng stood up from the piano and slowly walked towards An Yuhan, "You can get a good reward for this deal." His dark brown eyes were as sharp as a leopard waiting for its prey in the jungle.

An Yuhan's breath stagnated, "But he is Dr. Jun's fiancé......" Thinking of that cold beauty, she couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"It's just a task, it's your choice to accept it or give it up." Rong Jingheng pinched a gold card between his fingers, and his palms became whiter, "Accept, or refuse?" ”

An Yuhan's heart was in turmoil, and it took a long time before she settled down and made a decision, "I know." She took the gold card from Rong Jingheng's hand.

Rong Jingheng chuckled, seemingly satisfied with An Yuhan's decision, "Wise choice." ”