Chapter 1642

"Gong Heng, enough!"

Xia jingnian, whose tone has always been peaceful, interrupted him.

He straightened up and looked at Gong Heng, whose face was tense. He said to him, "you are out of control. Go out and calm down. Here I will deal with it."

Gong Heng gazed at him with a gloomy air, and his black pupils seemed to be burning with fire.

"Hurting her doesn't make you feel much." Xia jingnian said calmly, "if you really can't control it, go to the psychological counseling room and let her give you some guidance. It's not good for anyone to get angry at will like this."

“……” Gong Heng was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Tang Qing, who was pale and expressionless. Then he opened the door and went out without saying a word.

"I'll take care of your wound first." Xia jingnian said to Tang Qingnian in a warm voice, "wait a minute. We went to the operating room to see if the muscles in your feet are broken again. If there are cracks, we need to have another operation..."

"No more." The silent woman said slowly, "I want to stop rebuilding."

Xia jingnian was silent and looked down at her.

"That's it. I'm tired and want to rest."

She turned around and stretched out her hand over the quilt, trying to cover it on her body. Xia jingnian held out her hand and held her hand holding the quilt. She frowned slightly.

Her fingers were as cold as ice.

"Why don't you want to rebuild all of a sudden?"

"No interest." She looked a little chilly.

"Qing'er." Xia Jing sighed softly, "don't worry, as long as you rebuild on time, you will get up again sooner or later."

But how about standing up again?

What's the difference?

After all, she was imprisoned by these people, suffering day and night.

As long as I think about it, I feel that I tried to rebuild myself a few days ago.

The practice of Gong Heng tonight completely extinguished the faint hope in her heart. What's the use of standing up? But it's just a change of posture, and they keep playing with it

Tang Qing put his forehead on his knee and held his leg: "I really don't want to continue to rebuild." Xia jingnian realized that Tang Qing was not too anxious, but that she really didn't want to do it.

To stand up again has always been her only hope in this period of time.

He still remembers the first smile on Tang Qing's face when he went to Das island for surgery. She looked very good at that time.

During these days, she has been working hard on rehabilitation training, just to get up from her wheelchair one day.

But the light of her body was extinguished today.

She fell into despair again.

The life force that wanted to go up disappeared.

Xia jingnian didn't speak. He just turned around and took out the medicine box from the cabinet. He found a hemostatic ointment from it and smeared it on Tang Qing's wound.

When he squatted down to do these things, Tang Qing had been sitting there, holding his legs, quietly drooping his eyelashes. Her long hair spread over her shoulders, covering her look and her whole person

Xia jingnian's mood was out of control. He dropped the ointment on the ground, gently held her body without temperature in his arms, and called out to her in a trembling voice: "qinger..."