Cold King's Favorite: Miss Physician

Chapter 43 He Doesn't Trust Her

The golden mask was also stained with blood, Mo Shiwu looked at Leng Junling's ice-like eyes, and almost forgot the pain in his hand.

"Don't touch me." With those thin lips, Mo Shiwu said something that made Mo Shiwu angry, and it also made her realize that her hand was still tightly held by Leng Junling.

"If I don't check your body, how will I know what's wrong with you?" Mo Shiwu pulled back his hand and rubbed it, feeling a little angry. If it wasn't for seeing him covered in blood, it would have helped him before, so Mo Shiwu wouldn't bother he.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, Leng Junling's icy face seemed a little soft. Mo Shiwu blinked and reached out to take off the mask.

Leng Junling, on the other hand, just looked at her for a moment, and didn't stop her this time. She seemed to be in his eyes.

The servants who were patrolling outside suddenly saw the light in Mo Shiwu's room. Although he had no feelings for Mo Shiwu, she was Princess Ling after all, and she ran to the room and knocked on the door symbolically, "Princess, what's the matter? Light the lamp?"

Mo Shiwu's outstretched hand froze, feeling flustered in her heart, she blew lightly, the candle light went out, she stood up, and said to the outside: "It's okay, I'll look for something, ah!"

Somehow she stepped on something, Mo Shiwu slipped, and fell into a hot embrace, but fortunately she didn't fall to the ground, she didn't feel much pain, but the person who was pinned let out a muffled groan.

Mo Shiwu raised her head and saw that the moonlight appeared at some point, and the cold moonlight hit Leng Junling's face. She was slightly taken aback, and then quickly got up from Leng Junling's body.

When the servants outside heard Mo Shiwu's exclamation, they thought something happened, "Princess, what happened?"

As soon as he left the slightly hot embrace, Mo Shiwu regained his composure, "It's okay, you can go down."

That servant was feeling troublesome and wanted to leave. Now that Mo Shiwu said so, it happened that he didn't need to stay here, so he left.

In the dark room, Mo Shiwu seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat. She lit the candle lamp again. Under the candlelight of the big red candle, what she saw was Leng Junling's indifferent expression. She smiled helplessly in her heart. What was she expecting? ?
When Mo Shiwu put down the candle lamp and was about to argue with Leng Junling for treatment, Leng Junling stood up from the wall, faced her, and strode towards her, "You have already married into Prince Ling's mansion. It's time to heal me."

Yo, quite consciously.

Mo Shiwu patted the side of the bed, the faint candlelight flickered, Leng Junling sat on the bed, just as Mo Shiwu stretched out his hand, he said again: "The blood belongs to someone else."

Other people's blood?

Mo Shiwu was slightly stunned, that's right, why did she forget that this man is not only the most noble prince of Gu Yu Kingdom, but also a ghost-faced prince who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield, who can make him bleed.

When it came to treatment, Mo Shiwu bit his lip and looked at him, "Lie down first, and I'll check to see what's wrong."

Leng Junling looked at her, didn't speak, and lay down obediently. Mo Shiwu called out the ring while he was lying down. She couldn't just let the ring scan his body out of thin air, otherwise he would become suspicious. Nothing so advanced.

Remembering Leng Junling's sinister look when he touched him just now, Mo Shiwu knocked on the edge of the bed, "My lord, if you don't take your hand over, how can I feel your pulse?"

Although Leng Junling was lying down, his kingly aura remained undiminished. Seeing what Mo Shiwu said, he moved his arm and placed it beside Mo Shiwu's hand.

Mo Shiwu caught his pulse, moved his fingers slightly, and closed his eyes.

No one could see the light scanned by the ring except Mo Shiwu. By touching Leng Junling, Mo Shiwu was spying on his body structure.

Leng Junling's body veins are normal, even stronger than ordinary people, and there is no damage. Last time, she sensed the toxin on his body through the ring, and smelled the fragrance of medicine on his body. This shows that he is also thinking There is no way to cure it, but he found Mo Shiwu, which further shows that no one can cure it yet.

Unlike when it was so easy to find the source of the disease when he was treating the little prince, Leng Junling was a grown man, and Mo Shiwu had to check every place carefully, unconsciously, her hand was also moving up.

Feeling that Mo Shiwu, who was not as thin as before, was moving, Leng Junling frowned. He never liked women touching him, but Mo Shiwu had touched him several times tonight. But not furious.

That night, he knew that her appearance was recovering. He didn't expect that after seeing her now, she had successfully recovered. Not only that, but she was even more beautiful than before. If he hadn't seen her before, he might also feel that she Women are substitutes.

The reason why he was patient with her was because she was beneficial to him.

When Mo Shiwu closed his eyes, Leng Junling was looking at her. He would not stare at someone useless to him for more than three seconds. This was his practice, but now he looked at Mo Shiwu seriously, Frowning slightly, he kept looking at her.

Those slender hands moved from the arms to the shoulders, and then down from the shoulders to the position of the heart. Mo Shiwu was holding his breath to grope, when Leng Junling grabbed the small hands. The sudden pain made Mo Shiwu open his eyes, When the haze in front of her eyes dissipated, she saw Leng Junling's cold eyes.

"Don't push yourself too hard!" The harsh voice made the strange feeling in Mo Shiwu's heart disappear, leaving nothing but coldness in her heart.

She doesn't want to be moved by his emotions, what she can do, he can't do, they are just pretending to be husband and wife, and they agreed not to interfere with each other, she can't let herself have other feelings.

What she was about to move just now was the position of her heart. Leng Junling was not afraid of what she might do, but she didn't trust her.

Looking at Leng Junling, Mo Shiwu said coldly: "My lord, if you don't believe me, we don't have to continue this treatment."

The strength in his hand loosened a little, and Mo Shiwu continued: "The hidden disease of the little prince, not to mention the entire ancient Yu Kingdom, I am the only one who can cure it in the palace, and this ruined appearance, I can cure it in a day Alright, since the prince came to me, he must think that I have the ability to heal you."

"Your illness, only I can cure." She was extremely arrogant at this time, and her heart was at peace. Since they used each other's relationship as partners, they should trust each other. What Leng Junling did just now was obvious. Just guard against her.

Leng Junling let go of his hand, and Mo Shiwu withdrew his hand. Before she could continue speaking, she felt breathless. Leng Junling actually grabbed her neck with his hand.

(End of this chapter)