.Chapter 2408 Must do it

Whenever he thinks of this, he feels a little heartbroken, so he quickly changes the topic and says: "The battle tonight has already shown that there will be no bottom line for both sides to fight in the future. Any means will be the main theme of the future. Bing'er, call Lingjun and ask him to give Jinggong Masako a gift."

When Shen Binger was about to turn around to make arrangements, Nie Wuming suddenly asked: "Young Marshal, can this blood debt be allowed to be left to me to report? I want to hit Prince Jinggong with my own hands to explain to Nangong. Don't worry, Young Marshal, although I am very angry now, I will never be reckless and impulsive,,,"

"Okay, this revenge is left to you."

Chu Tian thought for a while, nodded and replied: "Although both sides no longer have any means to use the bottom line, it is not the time to kill Prince Jinggong. The fall of a big tree requires opportunity and time, otherwise she will crush us. After all, killing Prince is too much of an impact."

"And we are not ready enough, so you can't target her."

"What's more, she must be protected by countless experts at this time, and attacking her will only achieve half the result with twice the effort."

Shen Binger smiled gently and took a step forward and spoke:

"Wu Ming, I can give you a suggestion."

"Five days later, there is a cherry blossom conference in Tokyo, and the powerful gathered,,,,,,"

Nie Wuming's eyes lit up slightly, and murderous aura instantly filled the entire corridor.

It was already twenty hours later that Nangong Wuhen woke up.

The lights were on again, making her unable to tell the passage of time. She thought she was in that cold and murderous street, and she immediately endured the pain and looked for Nie Wuming's figure, wanting to see if the man is safe? Just moving slightly made her feel dizzy.

Fortunately, she saw Nie Wuming who was taking medicine with her back to the hospital bed. The latter did not seem to have expected that Nangong Wuhen had woken up. At this moment, she took off her shirt and changed the medicine. Under the wall light, his muscles rolled like mercury, and his male masculinity was vigorous and vigorous.

It seemed that he was about to break the bedroom, which made his injury even more thrilling.

Nangong Wuhen glanced at him but didn't dare to look again. She felt that she couldn't help but feel palpitations and sweating, not only because of the terrible wounds, but also because of Nie Wuming's tall and straight body, as if casting steel and iron, it seemed to have strange power that made her heart beat.

Nie Wuming unconsciously replaced all the old medicine with new medicine. In his consciousness, instead of letting the nurse frightened, it would be better to do it himself. However, he could easily remove the medicine for his arms and shoulders, but he could not touch a knife wound on the back of his left shoulder, which was inconvenient to both hands.

"I, I'll help you."

After Nangong Wuhen felt that Nie Wuming could not reach the medicine, he narrowed his eyes slightly and plucked up the courage to look at the scars. He was always happy to do things for the people he liked, so she spoke in understanding: "I have one hand to move, which can help you put medicine."

Nie Wuming turned around and showed a hint of joy: "Are you awake?"

Nangong Wuhen nodded: "I just woke up."

Then she swept Nie Wuming's slightly tired eyes and realized that the latter had been protecting her for a long time, so she felt a little sweet and happy, and a hint of pity and heartache flashed through her heart. She tried to struggle to sit up: "Brother Nie, come here and take a rest."

"Don't move."

Nie Wuming walked to the hospital bed with a meteor, pressed the woman who wanted to get up and said, "Don't move, the wound on your shoulder is too big, and it is easy to cause pain if you move. You can lie down quickly." His tone was unquestionable, and Nangong Wuhen, who had always been unruly, lie back obediently.

After the latter was put on the pillow, the iron-blooded man immediately found that he was still half naked, so he hurriedly pulled his clothes and was about to put them on. At this time, it was Nangong Wuhen's turn to pull his arm and speak: "Brother Nie, there is still a knife wound on your back and you haven't changed the medicine, so let me help you."

"You use your left hand and I use your right hand, and we can handle it."

Nie Wuming hesitated for a moment, wanted to refuse but was moved by the other party's earnest eyes. So he covered half of his body with clothes and took the medicine and gauze: "Okay, Wuhen, then I'll trouble you. Not only did you ask you to block the knife, but you also wanted you to change the medicine for me. I'm ashamed."

A hint of redness came out of Nangong Wuhen's pale cheeks, and then he responded with a faint smile: "Brother Nie, when have you become so polite? You are almost like the young man who is tedious. Haha, don't care too much. No matter how you say we have shared hardships,,,,,"

She doesn't know how to describe the relationship between the two later.

Friends? I'm a little unwilling to accept it. Couples are too early to say it.

Nie Wuming sighed and handed the wounded medicine to Nangong Wuhen. This was the herb prepared by Qingcheng himself. Although it was not as effective as the bottle of Yuan Qingyi's medicine, it was far better than the other wounded medicines. He only applied it for more than ten hours, and the wound began to slowly develop scars and itchy and itchy.

Nangong Wuhen applied the medicine on Nie Wuming's back, and focused on helping him smooth it out little by little. The fingers that were not stained with spring water at this moment ignored the stickiness of the herbs and gently brushed gently on the iron-blooded man's back. Whenever the fingertips streaked Nie Wuming's skin, she chuckled slightly,,,

A ripples also emerged in Nie Wuming's heart.

Some things, such as ambiguity, can be felt without words. A feeling that cannot be expressed is like the wine that has been brewing for a long time, gradually exuding fragrance. After applying the herbs, Nangong Wuhen pulled the gauze and threw it on the wound. Nie Wuming tacitly pulled the other end.

The two of them tied each other and wrapped them up. Although they were not as professional as the beautiful nurse bandaged them, they finally tied a beautiful bow. Then they looked at each other's inappropriate masterpieces and laughed at each other. They were obviously quite satisfied with each other's cooperation.

This smile led to Nangong Wuhen's wound and she frowned immediately.

"Wuhen, what's wrong? Don't laugh, lie down."

Seeing this, Nie Wuming subconsciously felt a hint of heartache. This was the second time he felt pity for this woman. The first time was of course the sadness when she blocked the knife for her. As the situation developed, even Nie Wuming himself felt absurd. How could he, who has always been strong and strong, be immersed in tenderness?

Is this fate?

He was a little confused and puzzled. He couldn't even grasp his own thoughts now. He felt that he was unlikely to like women who had known each other for less than 40 hours, but he was busy for Nangong Wuhen. After serving her to drink half a glass of water, he called the doctor to check and change the dressing.

And he was like a dedicated husband, standing in the corner without saying a word.

More than an hour later, the doctor and nurse completely settled Nangong Wuhen. They told Nie Wuming that the woman's injury was recovering. As long as she rested for three or five months, she would not be in any serious condition. She still held the gun and carried the knife. Of course, she could not make any trouble during this period.

Nie Wuming was very pleased and happy when he heard this. This was the news he wanted to hear the most:

"It's fine, it's fine, I'm relieved,,,,"

At this time, fireworks exploded outside the window inexplicably. Nie Wuming turned his head slightly and glanced through his eyes. The life of those who were walking on the dark road was blooming like fireworks! Death was like fireworks! He looked at the woman: "Wuhen, you have a good rest, I will see you again in a few days!"

"You should be relieved and listen to the doctor."

For a moment, Nie Wuming was filled with emotion.

"You, are you leaving?!"

At some point, a trace of tears appeared in Nangong Wuhen's eyes and asked quietly:

"You have something else to do? You have to do it?"

In Nangong Wuhen's eyes, Nie Wuming, who left her hard back as hard as a mountain, was a mixture of knights and devils, but the subway blood aura on the man was even stronger, making her scared and unable to help but be attracted, she was afraid that the man would not come back now.

Nie Wuming hesitated for a moment, then walked out the door without looking back:

"Yes, there is something to do!"

Nangong Wuhen looked at the gradually disappearing figure and his face that had not turned back, and a painful disappointment flashed in his eyes. Just as she was about to smile sadly, Nie Wuming's words faintly floated out of the door: "For the sake of Shuai Jun and for you, there are some things I have to do,"

At this moment, the sad smile immediately melted.

Nangong Wuhen's pretty face turned into the most beautiful spring flowers in the night.

ps: There will be updates in the afternoon and evening.
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