She is secretly married to Dr. Lu

"Shen Jiamian?"

The woman who was named under the quilt froze suddenly, clutching the quilt tightly, and forgot to cry.

Is he ready to send himself on the road?
Song Yiheng looked at the group that stopped trembling for a moment, and deliberately suppressed his deep voice, making it appear thicker and gloomy. "Put your head out."

Shen Jiamian: "..."

Is this going to be beheaded? !
Woooooo...how could there be such a cruel person...

"I don't want to say it a second time."

The man's voice sounded again, obviously more gloomy than before.

"...!!!" Shen Jiamian almost didn't get scared, she murmured 'die or die' while carefully lifting the quilt.

Song Yiheng watched her carefully reveal her head, followed by her forehead, and then her eyes...

Her eyes were round, the eyeballs were black and bright, and she looked like she was about to cry, as if he had bullied her.

He frowned, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. "why are you crying?"

I'm going to die, why don't you cry?

Shen Jiamian sniffled, and then asked unrequitedly: "Can I make a small request for you? Just treat it as my last wish before I die."

"...??"

Before Song Yiheng could speak, Shen Jiamian was afraid that he would refuse, so she hurriedly said: "Can you leave me a whole body! I don't want to be a headless ghost. My mother won't recognize me after I go to heaven without a head."

Song Yiheng: "..."

The forehead under the mask, the throbbing at the temple.

The information Liu Yu gave him said that she would graduate from the nursing department soon.But with this IQ, can you really become a qualified nurse?

Song Yiheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, turned around, and took out a small knife from the drawer of the bedside table!

"You! You..." Shen Jiamian's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the knife in his hand in horror.

The tears that had just been suffocated rolled down again, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Leverishes..."

Song Yiheng raised his eyebrows, looking at her pitiful cry, there was a hint of cunning in his deep eyes.

"You're a medical student. You should know that it's not a problem to cut a large artery with a small knife like this."

Shen Jiamian's breathing was stagnant, and the last trace of blood on her wet face was frightened away.

She swallowed a breath, her back was already dripping with sweat, and she begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "I am only 23 years old this year... Young Master, please forgive me! I know I was wrong! You, give me more a chance……"

Song Yiheng saw that she was really frightened, and the corners of her mouth under the mask curled up slightly.

After all, he didn't tease her any more, he raised the knife and left a gash on his left index finger, and blood gushed out instantly——

"Ah! You, why do you..."

Shen Jiamian was taken aback by his actions, but the nurse's own reaction had prompted her to reach out and grab his injured finger.

"Why are you hurting yourself? Your mania is too scary, you hurt yourself when you get angry!"

"..."

Song Yiheng squinted his eyes, staring at her frowning stern expression, feeling a little strange in his heart.

It turned out that she had listened to the rumors from the outside world, thinking that he, who is manic, would kill when he got angry?
Knowing that he 'can kill', you still care about his injury so foolishly?

This woman is so stupid!

The smile on the corner of Song Yiheng's mouth deepened unconsciously, even he didn't realize it.

Shen Jiamian looked around, but found nothing that could stop the bleeding, and then looked down at her embarrassing situation, and sighed helplessly.

"Well, the wound is not very deep, why don't you suck it yourself? It can stop the bleeding!"

Song Yiheng's eyes darkened, and his tone was a bit sinister. "I won't, help me contain it."

The bad roots of men are basically the same, they like to tease women they are interested in.

But Shen Jiamian didn't hear his intentionally accentuated tone of the word 'with' at all.

"Me?" She frowned a little hesitantly, hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Then I will help you, then can you not kill me?"

"..."

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Jiamian stared at him eagerly with eager eyes.

But the man's only exposed eyes were too deep and cold, and there was no way to peek into his thoughts.

Song Yiheng was stared at by her small eyes... In the end, he could only lose. "I don't kill people."

He withdrew his hand from her soft little hand, and wiped the blood from his finger into the middle of the sheet.

A small amount fell on the light gray bed sheet and turned dark red.

Shen Jiamian stared at it in a daze, before realizing it slowly, is he creating 'Luohong'? !

After Song Yiheng finished all this, he returned to his wheelchair, turned the wheelchair by remote control, and moved directly to the door.

Shen Jiamian sat on the bed blankly, watching him stop when he reached the door.

"Don't tell what happened tonight." Song Yiheng turned his face sideways, staring at her with narrow eyes, and said word by word 'warning': "Otherwise, I will kill people to silence my words."

Shen Jiamian stared at his masked face, the light in this scene was like a perverted murderer in a movie!

She shook her head suddenly, nodding her head like a millet chicken. "Young master, don't worry! I won't say a word about what happened tonight! Don't worry!"

Song Yiheng curled his lips and opened the door.

Outside the door, Liu Yu was waiting respectfully. As soon as the door opened, he hurried in and helped Song Yiheng push the wheelchair.

Song Yiheng ordered lightly. "Go back to the apartment."

It wasn't until Song Yiheng and Liu Yu left that Shen Jiamian was relieved.

Just as she was about to get out of bed and look for clothes to wear, there were footsteps outside the door, Shen Jiamian hurriedly shrank under the quilt.

Zhang Ma walked in directly, turned on the headlights in the room, and came to the side of the big bed, staring at Shen Jiamian like a scanner.

"You, what are you looking at..." Shen Jiamian shuddered at Zhang Ma's eyes.I always feel that this old lady is very much like the mother Rong who returned the pearl, especially the eyes, which are especially resentful!

Zhang Ma ignored her and wanted to pull her quilt when she came up.

Shen Jiamian was terrified, and she grabbed the quilt tightly and wouldn't let go. "What are you doing! Let go..."

During the struggle, an ambiguous red mark on Shen Jiamian's chest was exposed to Zhang Mama's eyes.

Zhang Ma was taken aback, let go of the quilt, and said in a strange tone, "Did the young master touch you?"