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The nurse was startled to find that she had been only looking at him, holding the intubation hand, but never found the exact insertion position.

"I'm sorry, I'll be ready soon!" Although I don't know where this man came from, the nurse inexplicably believed that he had the ability to make their hospital close down within three days.

Li Luo inserted the cannula into the drip bottle. After adjusting her speed, she wiped the sweat on her forehead, packed up and came to Beiming night: "Sir, I Already... "

"Go away." The voice without any grace rang out again, and the nurse rushed out of the door immediately and did not dare to look back.

It's a pity that Mingming is so beautiful and noble. It's so cold!

She didn't know where she was, as if in a dream, or perhaps in hell.

Sometimes it's like soaking in a cold pool, sometimes it's like burning in a big fire. It hurts all over the body. I can't tell what kind of pain it is. Anyway, it's extremely uncomfortable.

The hardest part is the forehead

Yes, she took her head to hit the table, just to escape the persecution of the northern night. Is she dead now?

She regretted that she should not be so impulsive. She was never a person who would commit suicide, but she was really afraid at that time, for fear that she would be stripped naked by him and presented in front of everyone, for fear that he would ask her in front of others, just like when she came in the door, she saw Tong Feifei naked without dignity.

However, death can't solve the problem. What if after her death, Beiming night gets angry and takes her family for an operation?

No, no harm to her family! She's wrong. She really knows it. Don't hurt her family.

She will be obedient, she will certainly be obedient, as long as don't let her live so sad, don't let other men see her being fooled by him.

"No, please Please don't... " In a daze, she waved her little hand, trying to tighten the corner of his clothes.

Just ask him, ask him not to be so cruel, maybe things have room to turn around, maybe he can change his decision, don't let other men see her.

There are only one hundred and ninety-one nights left. Just go through it, and she will be free.

She didn't want to die

"Sir, please, don't..." Her hand waved in mid air, like a drowning man, panicking to grasp a driftwood.

She doesn't want to die, she really doesn't want to die! "No, please..."

All of a sudden, I don't know what I've grasped. When she holds it in her little hand, she doesn't want to let it go any more.

This is the only chance for her to survive. It's the driftwood that she relies on to survive. If she catches this driftwood, she will die and never let go

Beiming night looks at the girl who holds her big hand tightly, but her eyes are still closed. Listening to the words of begging for mercy in her mouth, for a moment, she can't say what it's like.

It can be seen that she is really afraid. In this kind of thing, she looks more important than anyone else. She is really afraid that he wants her in front of beimingxun, or it has nothing to do with who she is looking at. She is just afraid that she will live more and more humble and have less and less dignity.

The little face in the sight was pale and bloodless, and the big sweat slid down her forehead and face, drop by drop on the pillow towel, and her tears

Just now she had a high fever, and the doctor had given her an antipyretic injection. Now she's covered with a quilt and sweating all over her body, and the fever can go down.

He put out another big palm to her forehead, in the past, the temperature has dropped a lot.

But she is still in a coma, two thin white lips tremble slightly, has been in a dream: "no, please, please..."

I don't know how long it took to explore her half forehead exposed outside the gauze. The temperature has not been much different from that of normal people.

Beiming night wants to take her hand back, but Mingke keeps holding on to him, but he doesn't want to let go. He tried to take her hand down, but she holds it so tightly that she doesn't know if she will hurt the small hand that looks fragile and breaks.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally dropped his hand and went with her.

It's just that the bed is so big that there's no place to sit. The stool in the ward Well, he doesn't admit his hands are short, but he still can't reach them

When the first ray of dawn in the east came out of the window, Mingke finally shook his eyes and slowly opened them.

Before waking up, she saw the tall figure standing beside the bed. She moved her aching arm, but her fingers still didn't let go.

I don't know what I've caught. It seems that I've caught it all night in my dream. I still don't want to let it go until now. I just want to see the cold face of the person standing by the bed clearly. She is so scared that she wants to sit up.

Her hand still held his big palm tightly. When she moved her little hand and her eyes sank, she found this.

This fright almost made her roll down from the hospital bed. Fortunately, she was still very weak. Even if she wanted to roll, she was also weak.Looking at the girl who hurriedly released his big palm and stared at him with a pair of frightened eyes, Beiming night suddenly had an illusion that he was the most vicious and terrible devil in the world, and had done many inhuman things to the little white rabbit in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm afraid next time. I really won't." Without waiting for him to recover in his mind, Mingke struggled to get up and looked up at him.

As soon as I raised my head, I found that my forehead was in a panic. The wound I bumped out yesterday was in pain all the time after the anesthesia was over. However, she could bear the pain.

Still looking up at the man standing in front of her, her small face was serious: "please don't let them look Look at us I'll be obedient, sir. I'm really obedient. "

He was at a loss for a moment. He thought that when she woke up, she would go crazy and yell at him. This is worthy of her action of seeking death without hesitation, isn't it?

But she was so gentle that he didn't expect her.

He didn't speak. Soon the doctor and the nurse came. After the examination, they put on a drip to let her continue to lie in bed. On the night of the northern night, the person who should have gone back to work in the company stayed after seeing her face getting better.

After more than two hours of dribbling, they were discharged.

To be correct, it is a transfer, but the location is the room in the imperial court.

Mingke took the medicine and went to sleep. Beiming night wanted to have a rest. After all, he didn't sleep last night, but because there were some things to solve, he opened his notebook in his room.

Looking back at the still sleepy girl, I began to work