Perhaps it was still a little cold in the corridor outside the door. Feng Ling felt a little cold after standing for a while, so he had to pass by his closed door and walk into the half-open door next door.

She actually went downstairs to ask the security guard to buy medicine for her. The total time for going up and down was only twenty minutes, but it was obvious that Li Nanheng was really sleepy. She was sitting on the sofa waiting for her, but when she entered the door, she saw a man sitting on the sofa and falling asleep.

Although he was asleep, the man still sat there, and his face looked pale than usual, as if the injury behind the neck was not very serious, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

But Feng Ling has learned many acupuncture parts of the human body in the xi base. He knows that the most fragile parts of the human body are very fatal. Even if he is not beaten to death, he will definitely faint. Even if he is not dizzy, he will definitely have a certain impact. In any case, you can't just take it seriously. You must check it carefully.

She wanted to take the opportunity to help him with medicine to see if the injury was serious.

But he fell asleep like that.

After walking in and putting the medicine on the coffee table, Feng Ling stood by the sofa. Although he didn't want to go and see it, there seemed to be nothing related to her in the room. She stood aside, and her eyes finally fell back to the man.

After watching for a while, Feng Ling walked over, took the thin blanket neatly folded by the sofa, gently shook it open, and then covered him.

The man did not open his eyes, but when the thin blanket was covered with his body, there was almost no trace between his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that he was not awake, Feng Ling hesitated for a moment and then took the medicine up, squeezed out some ointment on his hands, and then looked at the man who had been sleeping, carefully pulled the collar of his home clothes with his hands, and carefully applied the ointment to the back of his neck bit by bit with his head that was slightly turned around when he was sleeping.

However, in this posture, he can only apply the small part on the back of his neck, and the other injuries that extend to his back are still not allowed to apply.

Feng Ling gently pushed the man's body, but didn't want to wake him up. After looking down at him for a while, he suddenly stood up from the sofa with a cold face and took a step back: "If you wake up, turn around and I'll apply medicine to you."

Li Nanheng opened his eyes and looked at the guy who had a very accurate observation ability. He didn't say a word after all, but just turned his head slightly and cooperated with her.

Seeing that he actually cooperated, Feng Ling's words that he had prepared to say to him were choked back into his throat.

But he actually pretended to be asleep just now?

Even though she knew she was helping him with medicine, she still pretended to be asleep!

Neuropathy.

Feng Ling complained in his heart, but he showed nothing on his face. He just took the ointment with a ugly face and was about to tear a little more of his clothes. However, the man sitting on the sofa suddenly untied the collar in front of the clothes very happily, and then took off his shirt casually, and took off his shirt...

Seeing the man suddenly having a perfect upper body with a barefoot body, he leaned lazily on the sofa, Feng Ling's hand holding the ointment shook inexplicably, his eyes fell on the man's abdominal muscles and the muscles in front of his chest, and then looked up along his arm, and finally looked directly at his back. The obvious injury from the steel stick attracted all her attention as soon as possible.

She had seen him take off her clothes a lot before, and she admitted that when he didn't treat her as a woman before, she often walked by her naked upper body.

It’s not that I’ve never seen her before, how could she be so strangely a little embarrassed now?

She leaned over and bent down to check the wound behind him. While dipping her fingers with ointment, she poked back and forth several times on all the fragile acupoints near his wound.

Feeling the caution and temptation under her movements, Li Nanheng leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and enjoyed the coolness of the ointment and the force of her soft hands stroking her back. He felt the pain of the poking under her fingers again, and curled his lips and said: "Don't poke it around, I said that I didn't hurt the vitals, but I didn't hurt. Whether it was many years ago, now or in the future, you must remember and believe every word of my words."

Feng Ling didn't say anything, only to be sure that he was really nothing big, and it was just damage and blood stasis in the subcutaneous tissue, so he felt relieved and applied all the ointment to his wounds.

"You have a little more tilted to the left, and the one here won't be applied." Feng Ling lowered his head and said.

The man cooperated and tilted his shoulders to the side of the seat.

Until it was finally applied, Feng Ling twisted the lid of the ointment and was about to turn around to wipe off the remaining ointment from his fingers, but when he turned around and was about to leave the sofa, the man who had been leaning obediently on the sofa and cooperating with him reached back and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Feng Ling's movements stopped and he turned around and looked at him.

The man also turned around at this time, because there was ointment on his back and it had not yet dried, so he could not lean on the sofa for the time being, so he sat like this, holding her wrist and looking at her.

Time passed by second by second, and Feng Ling's eyes did not fluctuate at all. Because he was injured, she did not struggle and just said, "Let go."

Of course, Li Nanheng didn't let him go, just looked at her: "Let's stay here tonight?"

His words made her think of the real problem in an instant.

She didn't bring the key.

Feng Ling pulled his hand out of his palm with force, turned sideways and left from the sofa, threw the ointment back on the coffee table, then took out a tissue to wipe off the ointment left on his fingers, and walked around the coffee table to the other side while wiping it, still maintaining an appropriate distance from him, and then threw the paper into the trash can on the side without replying.

Li Nanheng sat on the sofa without moving, looking at her look beyond the previous example: "I do not have any other backup keys here. It is not a suitable time to ask someone to come to help you unlock the lock tomorrow morning. Let's go to bed here first?"

"It's not a few hours before dawn, so I won't sleep." Feng Ling looked at the time: "If you want to sleep, just sleep, I'll sit in the living room for a while."

Li Nanheng looked at her motionlessly with his eyes as deep as ink: "I'll sit with you."
Chapter completed!