"Why are you so stupid when you say you, knowing that you will hurt yourself......"

Qing'er had already lit a soothing incense to let Hua Ruofeng fall asleep, he was still sleeping soundly, and Rong Yue was relieved to help him wipe his wounds.

"We haven't seen each other since then, I thought you would be fine in the hospital, and Naranhe covered you, I didn't expect you to have such a big incident, and no one told me, I'm so worried now......"

Every wound on his body has the potential to be fatal, how could Naranhe lay such a heavy hand?

Fortunately, Hua Ruofeng was still able to block it.

I hope he's okay......

I don't know how long it took, Rong Yue was also tired, she held her head with one hand and squinted for a while, but she fell asleep and woke up again, always worried that something would suddenly happen.

Qing'er walked into the room, and the picture of Rong Yue closing her eyes and resting, she pursed her lips lightly, and she was tired after taking care of it for a while? She didn't close her eyes for ten hours a day to take care of his injuries, and the woman fell asleep after seeing the injuries for less than half an hour.

She has paid more, but the young master's attitude towards them is very different, perhaps in the eyes of the young master, the more than ten years she has guarded him are not as good as half a day for Rong Yue to take care of him.

She is cheap, she gives up her youth, gives up her freedom, and gives up everything, but she doesn't complain.

Qing'er walked over and saw that the wound was almost healed, so she helped him button his collar, put on clothes, and then covered him with a quilt.

"Huh? You're in? ”

Qing'er was startled, turned around, and said in a cold tone, "Awake?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm asleep......"

"It's getting dark, you can go quickly, I'll do it here."

"That Hua Ruofeng pleases you, thank you."

"Rong Yue!" Qing'er turned around and blocked in front of her, "You answer me, have you ever liked the young master?" ”

Rong Yue: "......" didn't expect her to ask herself so directly, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"If you don't answer, that's the best answer." Qing'er is not easy to embarrass her, she and Zhao Lanshenglang are in love, isn't it nonsense to ask this question?

She always sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the handsome face of the young man in white so quietly, his sleeping face was so quiet, the light of the sunset came in through the window, hitting the boy and reflecting a layer of hazy beauty, such a picture made everyone feel very warm, warm and beautiful.

I have to say that she was also a little moved, opened her lips and guessed: "You like him?" ”

Unexpectedly, Qing'er immediately turned around and glared at her fiercely, "Nonsense! Where is the young master who can comment at will?! ”

"......," when she didn't say it.

“…… Forget you can. She lowered her head, "It's a pity that the likes you just said are impossible, the young master is not someone I can think casually, he is my master, what qualifications do I have to like him?" ”

"He has martial arts, or is he your master, I'm weird, who is he, and how much you like him, so you can kneel down and beg me."

…… Why didn't she want to tell her? It's just that...... She couldn't tell.

"That's not what you should ask, you hurry up and leave now." In case the young master wakes up, he will not be willing to rest properly when he sees Rong Yue, besides...... She also wanted to be selfish and leave her alone to take care of him.

Even if his mind wasn't on her, she didn't mind, really.

How could Rong Yue not understand, she saw at a glance that the thick calluses on this girl's hands, the wounds on her palms and forehead had been soaked in cold water for a long time, and there was a strong smell of medicine on her body.

With her here, she is also much more relieved.