Just then, someone knocked on the door of the ward, just a few times, as if afraid of disturbing.

Luo Zheng guessed that it was the nurse who delivered the medicine.

Looking at their own Bo Hancheng, both of them are wearing sick clothes and have leg injuries, which are just a little bit worse, and they can't describe things.

Jiao Yan slightly red, aware that the man wants to open the door, Luo Zheng backhand push, put the man on the bed: "I go to open the door, you sit and rest."

To sum up, she was injured in her ankle and was able to barely jump away. Bo Hancheng stabbed her in the leg with a dagger, which was very easy to involve in the injury.

"Well, slow down."

Thin cold city shallow say, it seems to be mixed with a trace of teasing.

Somehow, there was a lot of embarrassment between the two people. Luo Zheng nodded slightly, holding a medical crutch with one hand, and jumped to the door.

When I opened the door, it turned out to be a nurse. There were many wounded medicines in her hand, some of them were daubed, some were taken orally.

"This part is yours. This part is Mr. Bo's - "

nurse's explanation in a low voice is to carry the door and put it on the table.

Then, glancing at the closed curtain, I seriously suggested, "Mr. Bo, the curtain is still open, which will help you feel happy."

Perhaps, the nurse just casually reminded that Luo Zheng's face could not help burning.

Just now when I drew the curtain, I was thinking of dedication and worrying about other people's spying Fortunately, the nurse didn't guess, and didn't think much about it, otherwise, she would have been really embarrassed!

Bo Hancheng waved, first let the nurse back, and then looked at Luo Zheng: "little thing, come here."

At that time, Luo Zheng, like a good baby, came up to the man and let the man take out the ointment, daub it on her face first and spread it evenly.

A few red marks are obvious, the man is long fingertip a bit: "ache?"

Luo Zheng frowned slightly and replied truthfully: "of course it hurts! What is Miss Anne? What is her identity? If it wasn't for the first time, she would have been a "fiancee", which made me think that she would be involved in your feelings and become a third party! She hit me, I can't bear it. I'll fight back at once... "

Although, in the end, it's not light.

But at first, I must feel depressed, wronged and wronged.

"Anne was born into a noble family. She was pampered and pampered since she was a child. She was arrogant and indulgent, and could not be bullied by others. She and I have known each other since we were young, which is a kind of old friendship! In terms of identity, she called me "elder brother", and I will treat it as my younger sister... "

Thin cold city light said, fingertips in the girl's face flow love, eyes slightly a deep color.

"Oh, childhood sweetheart, two kids have no idea," brother "and" sister "are they? No wonder she claims to be your fiancee. She has the capital! "

Luo Zheng is biting the lip, with a little self mockery, so back to the last sentence.

Seeing this, the man's fingers moved down and fell on the girl's lips. Because the shell teeth were biting on it, they were mottled and pale, and they pried open slightly: "little things, no biting lips."

"Why?"

Luo Zheng subconsciously asked, a flash in the eyes do not understand.

The next moment, the man suddenly came forward, handsome face infinite amplification, thin lips gently press up: "because, a look at your lips, want to kiss you."

A dragonfly skims the water. A man's thin lips touch him. He stands up and sits steadily, as if he were a girl, not him.

Luo Zheng couldn't tell the reason. Her heart beat slightly faster. Her face was red and red for a while, and her delicate side face was coagulated, which was inexplicably provocative.

"Hand, bring it."