Chapter 1232: The Price of Crossing the Thunder Pool (2)

Her every move, every smile and smile is full of childishness, like a new sprout, full of vitality.

Ming Ansheng, where do you match?

At any point, they are all standing in each other's position and looking at each other, and they are all out of reach.

Su Yue didn't speak again along the way, she endured the pain, and the big beads of sweat on her forehead dripped down, and she didn't say a word.

If she had changed to before, she would definitely have no scruples, and she would have gotten into Ming Ansheng's arms to be coquettish and cry out in pain.

But now, she didn't dare, she was like that, unconsciously, in his warm and secure arms, she threw her heart on him.

Now, she has to take her heart back, even if the process is painful.

Ming Ansheng knew how much pain Su Yue had, but she endured it, just because she didn't want him to give him closer care.

That's the price of crossing the thunder pool.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Su Yue didn't ask for Ming Ansheng's support, and climbed out of the car by herself.

She held on to the car door, without any strength at all, as weak as a gust of wind that could blow her down.

"I'll take you to the doctor."

Ming Ansheng walked to Su Yue's side and directly reached out to pick her up.

Her wounds cannot be delayed.

……

"Keep an eye on the patient's temperature at all times."

Su Yue was lying on the hospital bed, and the doctor came over to treat her wounds, and then explained to Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng nodded, his eyes always looking at Su Yue.

Su Yue's eyes looked out the window, the weather was very good today, and the wind was beautiful.

Her bright eyes were like a spring in winter, full of coldness.

After the doctor explained a few words, he went out, and Ming Ansheng walked to Su Yue's side and sat down on the bench.

Su Yue's eyes were still looking out the window, and his eyes didn't blink.

Ming Ansheng stared at her little face, and stopped talking several times.

"Yueyue, does it still hurt?"

When did he even care about her, he had to think twice, and he was so cautious?

Ming Ansheng lowered his eyes, and Su Yue's response came from his ears.

She was still very weak, and she said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." ”

Ming Ansheng didn't look at her, she looked at Ming Ansheng, his face, she didn't portray it in her mind, and even said that the first time she saw him, she didn't deliberately pay attention to his face, how good-looking he looked, how thick his eyebrows were, how deep and bright his eyes were.

It was the first time, the first time she had stared at his face so closely.

If she had looked at him so seriously before, she would definitely praise him without any scruples, 'Uncle Ming, you are so handsome'.

She had only shouted pain to him alone, she was coquettish and asked him to help her blow it.

It was the first time she cried out in pain.

In fact, the pain that time was far less than the pain of the dagger pierced into the thigh, and I don't know why I was squeamish when I got in front of him.

Now that she thinks about it, she understands that it is dependence.

She relied on him under his bottomless pampering of her again and again, and became squeamish.

"Are you hungry?" Ming Ansheng suddenly raised his head, looked at Su Yue and asked.

Su Yue was caught off guard, quickly looked away, and then shook his head and replied, "I'm not hungry." ”

One of her hands, with an infusion tube inserted, was attached to layer after layer of medical plastic bags.

Ming Ansheng's big hand wanted to cover it, and moved his fingers, but in the end he didn't stretch out his hand.

He looked at her, "Yueyue, I hope you don't have a psychological burden, my personal feelings can be controlled, I hope you don't mind me." ”

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