t Teiya Hitomi is definitely not a person who likes to drink heavily.

Got along for a whole year.

Although he likes to taste wine, he doesn't have a single hangover, and he drinks so well that he basically doesn't get drunk.

Chiri had never seen him drunk like this.

In her eyes, Emperor Ye Hitomi was the most tenacious person, but he actually fell, and it was in his own hands.

Qianli felt a little flustered, as if she had really done something wrong.

The chest is uncomfortably blocked.

Wind blew in through the window.

Chiri closed the window.

When he turned around, he saw the half of the arm that the emperor's eye hung down, so he reached out and prepared to carry him to the bed.

But the emperor's night pupils are really heavy.

Even if Qianli had undergone basic physical training, she still felt so heavy, not to mention that she had to be careful not to touch his wounds.

In the past, when Emperor Yetong hugged himself, he gently pulled it, and he picked it up, and it was still the kind of princess hug that was very dreamy.

But when I went to hug him, it turned out to be so difficult.

She suddenly hated her weakness.

A full five minutes.

Qianli straightened the emperor's night pupil and lay flat on the bed.

Breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to take a break, I felt hot and wet on my hands again.

It was the bright red blood that caught the eye.

I guess I accidentally bumped into it when I helped him just now.

The smell of blood made her chest more and more uncomfortable.

Emperor Ye's pupil was open to his entire chest, and the bandage had already been soaked with blood, as if he hadn't treated it since the operation.

“……”

Qianli frowned, even more angry.

Even if a healthy person is not only not good at recuperating after surgery, but also keeps drinking heavily, the next day will definitely not be optimistic.

Is he a fool? Why do you dare to drink so much!

Idiot!

Qianli scolded fiercely, but her hand moved to the top of the tray.

Originally, dressing up as a nurse to change his dressing was just an excuse, but now he had to change it.

Her technique of changing dressings is still so proficient, and the time it takes to wrap gauze is about the same as the time it takes to bring Emperor Yetong to bed with all her might.

At last.

Chiri tied a bow on the bandage.

But after thinking about it, I removed the bow and replaced it with a normal knot.

It was about a change of medicine that made the wound a little painful.

The sleeping Emperor Night Hitomi furrowed his heroic brows fiercely, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Chiri sat down in her chair and gently stroked his brow with her right hand, as if that would keep the wrinkles down.

His eyelashes are really long, long, dark and thick, which sometimes makes girls very jealous.

The thin lips are a sexy pale pink, but they are whiter because of the injury.

He fell asleep.

The whole person seems quiet and calm, and the side face is a heart-warming arc.

However.

Qianli really wanted to wake him up and scold him, why did he know that he was so seriously injured, but he didn't take good care of himself!

It should be that gaze is too hot, and even has entered the dream of the emperor's night pupil.

Thereupon.

His eyes that he closed lightly suddenly opened, and the deep golden pupils met Qianli's water eyes straight -

The gaze was as bright as a star, shining brightly.

Qianli was stunned for a moment.

In the ward, which is filled with disinfectant water, the orange light shines like an old oil painting.

She looked at him.

He looked at her too.

But his face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot with horror.

No one spoke.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the air.

Qianli wanted to run away, but she felt that she didn't need to run away-

When she came, she had already put on makeup, and she was wearing a medical mask and a nurse's hat, and the bodyguards at the door didn't recognize her, let alone the drunk Emperor Night Hitomi???

"Hey, I'm the nurse who changed your dressing."

Qianli pretended to be calm and lowered her voice, saying, "My name is Lisa......"

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly, the sky was dark.

Emperor Night Pupil slammed her down and looked at her with burning eyes.

Qianli was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to push him, but she was afraid of pulling his wounds, so she had to look at him fixedly.

No way? Is it that decaying? Visible at a glance?