The Talented Doctor

The fiery heart seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, and the little throbbing and indulging in her heart was poured instantly.

Hexi opened her eyes abruptly, and vigorously pushed away Nangong Yu who was holding her.

With a loud "bang", Nangong Yu was slammed against the edge of the bathtub and let out a muffled snort.

The face that had already recovered a little blood became extremely pale again, and even the skin on his body became cold and transparent again.

The door of the room was pushed open in an instant, and the figure of Qinglong rushed in. Seeing Nangongyu standing awake, he couldn't help being overjoyed: "Master, you are awake!"

However, Nangongyu's face was green, his eyes were not for an instant looking at Hexi, and he only said three words coldly: "Get out!"

Qinglong shuddered in Nangongyu's roar, then looked at Hexi whose clothes were also wet, his face flushed immediately, and he hurriedly walked out.

Only Hexi and Nangongyu were left in the room again, but this time, the atmosphere between them no longer seemed ambiguous, but a bit more frosty.

He Xi looked at Nangongyu's pale face, with a trace of guilt in his heart, hurriedly stepped forward, straightened his pulse, and asked worriedly: "How do you feel now?"

Nangong Yu grabbed Hexi's little hand with his backhand and dragged her in front of him, staring at her with a sharp, sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see her through from the inside to the outside.

Hexi felt the trembling temperature of his palm, and couldn't help but anxiously said: "You still don't let go? Let me check it for you!"

Unexpectedly, instead of letting go, Nangong Yu did not let go, she clasped her palms and tightened her abruptly, her voice was low and with suppressed anger, "Xier, why did you just get lost in thought, why did you push me away? Just in my arms, you thought about it. Who?"

She was sensitive because she cared, and because she was put in her heart, she couldn't bear to be possessed by anyone.

Nangongyu could feel the sadness, resentment, and determination emanating from Hexi at that moment. What kind of experience was it that allowed her to have such a strong mood swing? For whom is she sad, and for whom?

As long as he thought that there had been another person in his Xi'er heart, Nangongyu couldn't restrain the bloodthirsty murder in his heart. If that person was in front of him, he would definitely break him into pieces.

He Xi was startled, and then slammed his hand away, sternly: "I don't know what you are talking about? Sit down and let me see your injury. The medicinal properties have not completely penetrated into your body. If you go back, Instead, your injuries will get worse. Do you want to die?"

Nangong Yu was unmoved, staring straight at her, as if to look deep into her heart.

He Xi was staring at him with such domineering stubborn eyes, but at the same time, she could see Nangongyu's increasingly ugly face, hate him for being aggressive, and hate herself for worrying about him so much, she couldn't help but become angry and said, "We are not. If you don’t know it, it’s a relationship at best. Isn’t it normal for me to push you away? I shouldn’t resist the frivolity of strangers, or do you think I should face any man who has only met for more than a month Whoever refuses to come?"

Nangongyu's face suddenly became more gloomy, a pair of beautiful star eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his hands stretched out like lightning, grabbing Hexi's waist and dragging her into his arms, before he sneered: "Haha, it's not a relative or a reason? In Xi'er's eyes, I am a stranger who is not a relative or a stranger?"