As soon as he entered, he collided with Li Ye, who was about to come out.

It's just that Li Ye is not alone, he still has one in his arms.

It's Zuo Ling.

To be precise, it was Zuo Ling, who was unconscious.

Looking at the red marks on Zuo Ling's wrist, Shen Duan was stunned for a moment, and he raised his hand to subconsciously probe her snort.

Shen Duan gave Li Ye a reassuring look, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just fainting, send it to the hospital first to check if there are any other injuries on your body." ”

……

Zuo Ling had a dream, in which she was in a dark and damp room, as if she had returned to the scene of the case she had experienced back then.

She reached out and touched all the slimy liquid, the blinding red, all the color of blood.

Tick –

Tick –

It was the sound of blood dripping on the ground, and it was very familiar. She was the only one in the empty room. There were no windows, no light, and the sound of blood dripping in my ears was very harsh.

Li Ye sat on the chair and guarded Zuo Ling all night, feeling the small hand under his hand move, Li Ye woke up instantly and looked up to see the person on the bed.

Zuo Ling didn't wake up, her forehead was densely covered with sweat, her lips were pursed, and she collapsed into a line, and Li Ye seemed to be able to hear her gritting her teeth, as if she was about to crush, creaking.

His hand was on the back of her hand, so he could feel her hand with the needle clenched tightly into a fist, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand could be clearly seen, as well as the collapsed green tendons.

The needle stuck in the back of her hand was about to break inside. Seeing this, Li Ye came back to his senses, held down her wrist and forcibly spread her hand away.

Her whole body was trembling, her breathing was short, and her wheezing was low and heavy, and Li Ye knew that she was having a nightmare. He opened his mouth and called several times, but Zuo Ling didn't wake up.

There was no way, Li Ye could only hold her down while insisting on whispering in her ear over and over again. Her name was called, again and again.

I don't know how long it took for the person on the hospital bed to gradually quiet down, and the sound of breathing stabilized.

Li Ye was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

After checking the needle on the back of her hand and seeing that it was okay, Li Ye took the tissue on the table and got up to wipe the beads of sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

When she leaned closer to her, she saw tears in the corners of her eyes, and her long eyelashes were already soaked with tears. Tears hung in the corners of my eyes, and I felt pity.

Li Ye's hand holding the tissue was slightly strained. Finally, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the crystal tear with his warm fingertips.

The thumb and index finger were close together, rubbing gently, his fingertips wet, her tears.

Li Ye's heart is now like being knocked over a cruet, and the flavors are mixed.

Gathering his thoughts, he took a tissue and gently wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and finally wiped the tip of her nose.

Her facial features are very delicate, like a girl, and her skin is white, so Li Ye didn't dare to start too heavy, for fear that a heavier one would leave traces. Her breathing was shallow, and Li Ye could feel her snort, warm.

When Shen came early with the breakfast he bought on the side of the road, he stood at the door and saw such a scene.

Li Ye leaned over and the whole person was about to press on Zuo Ling, wiping her face with a tissue in her hand, how harmonious this picture is, it should be because the appearance of these two people is online, which is more eye-catching.

Shen Duan felt that he was also unlucky, every time he came, he could see the picture of these two people being tired of being together, last time Zuo Ling personally fed Li Ye to eat, and this time it was this again.

A single dog is also going to bite if it's in a hurry.

Morning (Д)

(End of chapter)