Xia jingnian laughed, "probably."

Gong Heng is a born adventurer, antisocial, and has done everything out of the ordinary. Being able to make friends with such a person shows that his nature is not normal.

Summer night, he and his friends idle conversation, night wind blowing on him, let him feel that such a good night.

He thought he could go on and spend every night with Tang Qing

*

half an hour later, Xia jingnian looked at the time, turned to throw Gong Heng and said, "I should go and get her back. "

if he doesn't go there on time, Tang Qing will stay in the rehabilitation room and continue to rebuild.

She's not obedient.

Gong Heng held him and threw the cigarette butt on the sea. "I'll go."

Xia jingnian stopped, looked at him, and then sighed: "she is still very fragile, you don't make her cry."

Gong Heng glanced at him and snorted, "I didn't do anything, she was too timid."

He turned and went back and forth in the direction of building the room.

Half an hour later, Tang Qing has been put in the wheelchair by the doctor. Her face was covered with hot sweat, but her face was pale, and she seemed to tremble with pain.

Gong Heng went over and squinted at her bloodless face and bitten lips. Then he squatted down in front of her wheelchair and lifted the top of her pajamas to reveal her weak legs.

He held her right foot gently with his white finger, and took a look at the place where her wound was stitched. There was a very deep surgical thread. The thread had just been removed a few days ago, and the wound was slightly bleeding at the moment.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Qing. He snorted a little discontented.

"Bleeding again?"

One side of the doctor to Gong Heng said: "the sea is too humid, the wound healing effect is not good."

Gong Heng looked at Tang Qing's white face, "what are you doing alone in the bedroom at night?"

Tang leaned over and froze for a moment. Although he soon pretended to be indifferent, Gong Heng touched her body and naturally felt the tension of her muscles for a moment.

He sneered, "secretly rebuilding on our back, right? The wound hasn't healed since the reconstruction is over. Do you want to stand up? Do you know that even if I stand up, I have the ability to keep you in bed for the rest of your life? "

His voice was cold and cold, full of cold and harsh breath, with a faint tone of anger.

Tang Qing's body unconsciously shrunk for a moment. She curled up in the wheelchair behind her, lowered her eyes, and showed a trace of panic on her small white face.

She was so pathetic that the doctors couldn't help giving her an excuse: "Miss Tang is probably over rebuilt today. She will have a rest day tomorrow, and the wound will be healed the day after tomorrow."

Gong Heng raised his eyes and coldly looked at him, "I see you are also impatient to live? Do you want to be left for reclamation tonight? "

The doctor turned pale and took a step back.

Xia jingnian received the news when he came in, and the whole co pilot had been pressed into silence by Gong Heng's low air pressure.

He stepped forward to take a look at the healing of Tang Qing's foot wounds, and understood her situation at once. He could not help sighing.

It's a bit careless.

I just want her to be punctual in the reconstruction room. I didn't think she would do it secretly at night.

Gong Heng has a strong sense of control. No wonder he is angry now.