Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 316 The King Who Ruled Everything in Hell

A slight cool breeze came from the direction of the window sill, and a faint aroma of herbs lingered in the room, making you feel at ease.

Jing Junhan looked at half of Tang Xiaoqi's side face with soft eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of it, he remained motionless like an old monk in meditation, as if time had stopped in an instant, and it just stopped at this moment.

A few minutes later, Jing Junhan stretched out his right hand, fiddled lightly with the messy hair on Tang Xiaoqi's cheeks clumsily, and tied them behind her ears.

Tang Xiaoqi leaned against Jing Junhan's left arm, probably tired too, without any reaction, with his eyes closed, he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Jing Junhan paid close attention to the expression on Tang Xiaoqi's cheek, and raised his pressed left hand slightly tentatively.

A soreness and numbness quickly spread from the left arm to the nerves.

Even so, Jing Junhan still didn't move again, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person all of a sudden.

When the left arm got better, Jing Junhan leaned sideways and placed his right hand on the back of Tang Xiaoqi's head, replacing his left hand from under her neck.

Then slowly put Tang Xiaoqi's small head on the pillow, and slowly withdrew his right hand from underneath.

The whole movement was done cautiously, as if he was extremely afraid that he would disturb the dreamer.

When he completely withdrew from Tang Xiaoqi, Jing Junhan picked up a thin quilt beside him and gently covered Tang Xiaoqi's body, then got off the bed lightly.

Picking up the bandage from the medicine bottle on the bedside table, he sneakily applied the medicine to Tang Xiaoqi, even carefully pulled out the wooden thorn on the sole of her foot, and finally wrapped it all up with a bandage

During this period, only when Tang Xiaoqi frowned slightly when wiping the alcohol, she didn't wake up, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

After Jing Junhan took care of the wound on her body, he went to the bathroom to wet a handkerchief, and wiped Tang Xiaoqi's smudged face clean with it.

After everything was tidied up, Jing Junhan touched his forehead, only to realize that there were tiny beads of sweat on his head.

The girl on the bed was shrouded in a curtain that was as vague as fine sand, and fell into a deep sleep, like a sleeping princess in a fairy tale.

Seeing that everything was back to normal, Jing Junhan breathed a sigh of relief, put away his things, and prepared to leave.

Walking to the door, gently pushed the door open, but glanced at the bed behind again worryingly.

It was still peaceful inside, and the girl on the bed was still soundly asleep.

Jing Junhan just walked out and closed the door carefully without making any noise.

The corridor outside the door was silent, and Jing Junhan's breath changed suddenly from the moment he left the room.

As if he was the king who ruled everything in hell, the gloomy aura emanating along the way became more and more intense.

After arriving at the spiral staircase, his eyes were slightly cold, and he fell on several people downstairs, walking down slowly step by step.

The doctors who left the room just now are all still waiting downstairs.

When they saw Jing Junhan's icy cheeks, they couldn't sit still, and finally stood up, standing neatly together in a row.

Zhu Xiu also returned to the hall at some point, sat near the tea table next to him, sipping his own tea without saying a word.

After Jing Junhan went downstairs, he gradually approached, and the group of doctors seemed to suddenly feel a chill getting closer, and they couldn't help but slightly bowed their bodies.

(End of this chapter)