The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

But now he hurt Ah Lin himself, he vomited blood out of Ah Lin, and he is probably still unconscious now!

Even if Ah Lin wakes up, he will not forgive himself so easily.

Yin Tingli felt very guilty, and slapped himself on the face suddenly, and slapped him several times. He slapped it for Ah Lin, punishing himself who is so stupid.

If the subordinates knew that their prince was alone in the room and slapped themselves in the face like a madman, they might think that the prince was crazy.

Yin Tingli also felt that he was crazy, otherwise how could he do such a thing that makes Ah Lin uncomfortable?

After Bai Lin was taken to the medical center by Zhu Zhi Zhu Ning, he saw the doctor.When he woke up, he had already returned to the White Mansion. He didn't know how he got back along the way, and he didn't want to know.

He stared at the dark and empty room in a daze. He wanted to speak, but found it was so difficult that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

The eyes were unsatisfied to make the misty moisture appear, and a little bit accumulated in the eye sockets.Until the tears burst, the embankment burst, and the tears continued to slide from the corners of the eyes on both sides to the ears, and then slid into the neck.

Drops of tears fell down, Bai Lin couldn't bear the pain anymore.

"Hehe... huh..."

As if swallowing red-hot coals in his throat, he made a hoarse sound once or twice to fight against the silent space, but it seemed so insignificant.

Zhu Zhi and Zhu Ning in the compartment heard the noise, and hurried into the room, worried: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Where is the young master feeling uncomfortable?"

Bai Lin didn't feel any pain or discomfort?He just felt that his heart ached so badly, he wanted to ask if his heart ached, was there anything else he could do?

However, it is so difficult to speak a single word, let alone such a heavy word.Bai Lin couldn't speak out, and continued to suffer.

It was the first time that Zhuzhi saw the young master crying so heartbreakingly, and she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable along with her, hiding her tears.

Bai Lin thought, is Yin Tingli going to end in such an understatement now?How can he do this?Obviously he wasn't the one who was emotional first, but now he is reluctant to part with it, but it is himself who feels distressed.Bai Lin felt that this was really unreasonable, why did it make him feel so heartbroken.

Until it got dark, Bai Lin's hoarse voice that continued to perform with tears disappeared. He stared at the dim top of the bed in a daze, which was illuminated by the still stubborn flame not far away. Suddenly dark.The room was so quiet that he could hear his weak breathing and the beating of his heart.

He didn't know how deep the night was, but he only remembered that Zhuzhi had cut several candles in the room which was not very bright, and heard the night watchmen in the capital rang several times with their bamboo clappers.

Bai Lin didn't expect to come to this step. He thought of when he went to the border to look for Yin Tingli, thought that he knew everything now, thought that he could really kick him away without a trace of hesitation. , did not give him a chance to explain.

But, Bai Lin, even if you want to explain, what kind of tricks can you explain?Tell Yin Tingli that you never thought of harming him?Said that he had never used him?Say that everything you do is for his own good?

He really didn't have the face to say these words.