When Long Tian heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Si Jinghuai.

In the end, he could only lower his head and say yes.

After that, he went out the door.

Si Jinghuai was the only one left in the dimly lit study for a while.

He squinted at the photo sent by Long Tian, ​​and the emotions in his eyes gradually darkened.

……

When Yan Xia woke up, she found herself in a strange place.

The layout of the room is not very hospital-like.

Although the room is simply decorated, it can be seen that every piece of furniture is of great value.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, then leaned on her body and was about to sit up.

Someone opened the door and came in.

It was a young lady in white nurse uniform. She opened her eyes when she saw Yan Xia.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened slightly: "Ah, are you awake?"

Yan Xia had just woken up and was not quite sober yet.

He asked with some confusion: "Where am I?"

The woman chuckled: "Here?"

"It's Mocheng."

"Mocheng?" Yan Xia raised his hand and rubbed his head, a little surprised.

"Desert City?"

After repeating the sentence, Yan Xia suddenly remembered that Xia Zheng asked him if he had been to Mocheng last time at the auction.

"Oh." She nodded.

The nurse has lifted her quilt.

Yan Xia pressed it subconsciously, not used to being touched by strangers.

The nurse chuckled at her: "Miss Yan, don't be afraid."

"It's just that when sir brought you back, you were seriously injured."

"Especially because your leg is seriously injured. I'm going to help you change your dressing."

Yan Xia then let go of his hand and said softly: "Thank you."

After lifting the quilt, Yan Xia couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The injury on the leg is indeed serious.

Especially when the nurse removed the gauze from the package, it hurt so much that she broke into a cold sweat on her forehead.

She always loved beauty, so she couldn't help but ask: "Will there be scars?"

The nurse kept moving her hands and chuckled when she heard this: "It's okay. Nowadays, with the development of aesthetic medicine, even scars can be removed." Yan Xia slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The nurse changed her medicine and then opened the door and went out.

Around dinner time, Xia Zhen arrived.

When Xia Zheng arrived, Yan Xia was lying on the bed looking at the scenery outside the window.

It was already autumn, and all the trees in the garden had turned yellow.

It doesn't look very lively.

"You're awake." Xia Zhen opened the door and came in.

Yan Xia turned around and looked at Xia Zhen, her expression a little more grateful.

She struggled to remember.

Xia Zhen pushed her back onto the bed again.

"Get up and do what?"

"You just suffered a serious injury and the doctor said you need to take a good rest."

Yan Xia pursed her lips slightly: "Mr. Xia, thank you."

Xia Zheng's appearance is not as memorable as that of Si Jinghuai or Leng Zhi'an.

But he has a unique temperament about him.

He always gives people a gentle and jade-like feeling, and he is not cold when talking to others.

It makes people feel quite good.

Yan Xia added: "I will pay you back the expenses of my illness this time."

Yan Xia was not familiar with Xia Zhen, so Yan Xia didn't want to take advantage of him.

Xia Zhen chuckled: "Why are you being so polite to me?"

"No."

Yan Xia doesn't want to owe any favors.

Seeing how determined she was, Xia Zhen paused and said, "Actually, my saving you is not entirely selfless."

"I also hope you can do me a favor."

"Help?" Yan Xia paused and subconsciously felt that this was not a good thing.

Looking at Xia Zhen very alertly.

Seeing her very alert look, Xia Zhen raised his lips and chuckled.

"Miss Yan, don't be so afraid, I'm not a bad person."

"And the help I want from you isn't too difficult." (End of Chapter)

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