Everything was like a coincidental accident, Nan Qiao didn't expect that he would meet Murong Zheng after being dragged away, but he even met Nan Jin.

Nan Qiao didn't speak, he raised his feet lightly and stood not far from the hospital bed, just enough to see Nan Jin's condition here.

"I shouldn't—hiss!" Halfway through Nan Jin's words, she suddenly felt so much pain that she almost screamed.

He tried to make it clear to someone, but then he felt a cold needle stick in his leg, causing him to interrupt what he was about to say.

Murong Zheng looked at Nan Jin, who was chattering, and slowly injected the liquid in the syringe into the person's body.

It's noisy.

Seeing that the person stopped talking, Murong Zheng's faintly frowning brows loosened a little.

It's just that Nan Jin's willpower is stronger than Murong Zheng thought, he endured the pain and looked at the position where Nan Qiao was standing just now.

He knew he couldn't see it, but he still stared at that place persistently.

"I listened to Nan Yu's words at the beginning, and I couldn't help but blame you for everything, and blindly blame you." He tried to hold his voice steady, but his throat was so tight that if he listened closely, he could hear the shivering of pain.

"I don't expect you to forgive me......" Nan Jin took a deep breath and said in a bitter tone. It's just, just begging you to give me a chance to make amends. ”

This matter has always been a pimple in Nan Jin's heart.

Hypocrisy.

Murong Zheng stood on the side and looked at the painful look on Nan Jin's face, and these two words slowly popped up in his heart.

Just by relying on Nan Jin's description in a few words, Murong Zheng could outline how bad Nan Qiao's previous life was.

He snorted, which was especially obvious in the quiet research room, but Nan Jin's whole mind was on Nan Qiao, and he didn't notice this at all.

In Murong Zheng's view, the current Nan Qiao obviously lives a carefree life, and there is no need for any so-called "compensation" at all. Nan Jin's appearance will only make Nan Qiao recall those bad memories in the past, which will only cause trouble to people.

Isn't this kind of behavior a secondary injury?

Unprovoked, Murong Zheng glanced at Nan Qiao, looking at the other party's cold expression, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Nan Qiao narrowed her eyes, she didn't expect Nan Jin to talk about this.

The other party's expression was sincere, It didn't look like a fake, but for the Nan family, it was the past that Nan Qiao didn't want to mention.

Nan Qiao took a deep breath and suppressed the bad memories that began to roll in his mind.

She subconsciously wanted to make it clear to others decisively, and hoped that Nan Jin would not come to her again, but the cold and hard tone saw that Nan Jin was now sick and weak, and somehow became soft again.

"You'd better take care of yourself first." She didn't want to mention these things again, but the words fell on Nan Jin's ears, as if they had changed their taste.

He smiled happily, and when he listened to people talking about himself, he only felt that Nan Qiao had softened his attitude by himself, and he was awkwardly caring about himself.

Nan Jin bent her eyes, and there were a few more smiles on her pale face, and the whole person looked a lot happier.

It's just that Murong Zheng is not so happy.

If it was normal, Murong Zheng didn't care about the patient's words, and he wouldn't answer anyway.

But today is different, Nan Jin's eagerness for Nan Qiao made Murong Zheng only feel that the other party was extremely noisy.

Nan Qiao touched her arm and glanced at the temperature of the air conditioner, which was obviously not low, but she felt a little cold.

"If you don't want to be paralyzed, relax." Murong Zheng's voice came out of the mask, and when it fell on Nan Jin's ears, he had the illusion that it was colder than before.

Before anyone could react, Murong Zheng exerted force on the two hands that were pressed on Nan Jin's legs, and then he heard a crisp sound.

"Hmm!"

The unbearable pain came from the wound, and Nan Jin subconsciously clenched her teeth, not wanting to let the pain cry out, showing her weak side in front of Nan Qiao.

"You go out first to avoid contagion."

Seeing that Nan Jin's painful face turned a lot whiter, Murong Zheng withdrew his hand with satisfaction and spit out a sentence.

When Nan Jin heard Murong Zheng say this, he subconsciously wanted to call Nan Qiao, after all, he still had a lot to say to others, but the pain that followed made Nan Jin have to close his mouth.

Nan Qiao realized that this sentence was said to herself, and she didn't say anything, just nodded and left the room.

It just so happened that she didn't want to talk to Nan Jin either.

Nan Jin was so painful that she didn't dare to open it, so she had to watch the people leave, and she was very aggrieved.

When Murong Zheng saw this expression, his heart suddenly became a little happy.

I don't know what happened inside, but after waiting for a long time, Murong Zheng walked out.

Through the crack in the door that had not yet closed, Nan Qiao saw Nan Jin, who seemed to be sleeping inside.

"Second brother, you won't be infected, right?"

As soon as Murong Zheng went out, he heard Nan Qiao ask him.

Seeing that people cared about him first, Murong Zheng's mood was much better.

"It's not that easily contagious."

Murong Zheng, who was rarely in a good mood, even spoke a few more words.

Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows when he heard someone say this, and couldn't stop thinking for a moment.

It's not so easy to contagious, and let her come out?

She felt as if she had found something, but she just looked at her second brother in a good mood and didn't say anything.

It's just that taking advantage of the people's efforts inside, Nan Qiao also had some guesses about Murong Zheng's research.

"Are you working on this?"

Nan Qiao asked, his eyes couldn't stop scanning the photos on the wall, the whole wall was pasted with all kinds of bone photos and X-rays, many of which were also marked, and then thinking of Nan Jin's legs that looked obviously problematic, Nan Qiao felt that he had already gotten the answer.

"New disease, study it."

Murong Zheng nodded in acknowledgement.

In the past half a month, the hospital has discovered a new disease, the symptom is that most of the patient's wounds have symptoms of decay, and after scraping off the carrion, there is a tendency to spread to the bones, causing more serious symptoms, and in severe cases, they are unable to move and may even have their limbs amputated.

After checking several times, the cause could not be found and effective treatment could not be carried out, the central hospital had no choice but to ask Murong Zheng to help, after all, it involved bones, and Murong Zheng was a rare genius, maybe there would be some way.

When it comes to professional knowledge, Nan Qiao didn't know what to say, so he could only respond silently.

Fortunately, Murong Zheng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and didn't get a response from Nan Qiao or react, so he directly put aside the little carrion sample he had just taken from Nan Jin's leg and kept it at a low temperature.

For this disease, Murong Zheng has not made any great breakthroughs for the time being.

And Nan Qiao also took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Annuo, just looking at Nan Jin and Murong Zheng just now, he almost forgot that Anno was still outside.

She hurriedly asked worriedly where the person was now, Anno was in a wheelchair and had difficulty moving, and Nan Qiao was afraid that something would happen to the other party.

Fortunately, there was a quick reply, saying that after Nan Qiao was taken away, a kind nurse came to help her.

"Eat, are you going?"

Nan Qiao, who was typing and communicating with someone, obviously didn't realize Murong Zheng who was gradually approaching, and even didn't catch Nan Qiao's attention until the other party came to him and made a sound.

"Huh?" Nan Qiao answered.

She subconsciously looked up at the tall Murong Zheng, and at this angle she even had to tilt her head to meet people's eyes.

"Eat." Murong Zheng repeated it impatiently.

Although he still wanted to continue his research here, the thought that the people inside would wake up later, and if he had to talk to Nan Qiao again at that time, Murong Zheng directly dispelled this thought.

(End of chapter)