Chapter 397: Top God, Mo Mo Da (31)

None of this is right.

She had a sense of being manipulated.

Mi Youning's hand slowly left, meeting Han Ziming's deep and suppressed eyes.

She grinned, self-deprecating, but helpless.

"I heard Zhang Weichen say that you are looking for me?"

Han Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and his sharp eyes approached Zhang Weichen.

The latter shrugged and took a few steps back.

Han Ziming sighed deeply, and there was still sweat of patience on his forehead.

looked at the girl sitting next to him and said, "You're in class, I'm fine, let Shi Lei send you back in a while." ”

Mi Youning looked at him with a smile.

This man is the one who makes the colorful glazed stone change in the soul space.

Don't ask her how she knows.

There was an intuition, a traction, that she simply couldn't ignore.

That's what irritates her.

Regardless of whether this person has a red mole or not, she will find it after getting along with her for a long time in the future.

Mi Youning smiled and shook her head, "If you don't go back today, do you have a sore leg?" ”

Looked away from the man's sweaty face and onto the leg.

There were wounds on those legs, and some stitches.

Mi Youning's lowered eyes flashed with a dark light.

Immediately, she stretched out her hands and came to Han Ziming's lap.

The soul power in the body crossed the other party one by one.

And when Han Ziming felt the touch of the girl's hands, the whole person became uncomfortable.

These legs are full of scars, and they are extremely ugly.

But the girl's hands are so soft.

Han Ziming held his breath and looked at the pair of white little hands, rubbing them on his legs.

It's strange to say that at this moment, his leg didn't hurt so much.

He laughed at himself, maybe his mind was in turmoil.

Mi Youning found Han Ziming's leg injury, which was indeed very serious.

Serious to a certain point.

Without strong patience and self-control, it would be impossible to stand up in this life.

She could only transmit the power of her soul little by little, not too much at a time.

Otherwise, the other party will get good too quickly, and it will attract people's attention.

After Mi Youning left with both hands, she looked at the man who was looking at her, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Han Ziming shook his head, "I feel a lot better." ”

"Poof......

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Weichen laughed out loud.

This conversation made him really can't help it.

This is the so-called lover-human eye out of the Xi Shi, as long as it is gently rubbed a few times, it will not hurt.

He didn't believe it.

After so many years, he couldn't be clearer about Han Ziming's leg injury.

When Han Ziming heard his laughter, he also reflected what kind of reverie people had when he said this.

Then he smiled helplessly.

He was telling the truth, and it didn't hurt anymore.

I even felt my knees feel comfortable, although numb and itchy.

But compared to the previous pain, it was really much more comfortable.

Seeing this, several doctors who specialized in taking care of him on the side also showed suspicious eyes.

One of them boldly stood up, "Mr. Han, do you want us to check it again, this time your knee hurts repeatedly, and we suspect that it may worsen next." ”

Hearing this person's words, the smile on Han Ziming's face retracted and nodded at the man.

In order not to get in the way, Mi Youning stood up and left the bed.

Han Ziming watched her leave, feeling a little lost in his heart.

But also under the instructions of his team, cooperate with them to check the body.

Zhang Weichen saw that his friend was looking at Lu Li frequently, and he couldn't help but walk to Mi Youning's side.