Chapter 581

Yin Yuke felt that the person on his body hung his head on his shoulder. He looked down and fainted.

Pale face with a trace of pain, that red lips, now no trace of blood.

His brows were tightly wrinkled and he suffered a lot.

Yin Yuke was flustered, "when is the river? "When is the river?"

With a trace of fear in his heart, he quickly picked up the man and wrapped him tightly in his cape.

As soon as he got to the dormitory, he blew Su Sheng out.

"No! The slave must guard the Holy One He looked up and saw only half of his face, which was pale and almost transparent.

"I'm going to ask for a doctor!"

"Don't go!" Yin Yuke harshly reprimanded and directly drove Su Sheng out. "If you dare to tell anyone about this, you just wait for him to wake up and chop your head."

Bang.

He directly closed the door and turned to Jiang Shi's side.

Jiang Shi's brows were locked tightly. He still felt great pain in his coma. He curled up in bed.

Yin Yuke is afraid of a pain in the heart, Jiang Shi's body is green and purple, he did it.

Especially under the body.

He took out the medicine he was carrying. It was given by the old man, which could restrain the poison on Jiang Shi's body.

Then he looked for a basin of water. After the brocade was wet, he gently wiped his forehead when he was wiping the river.

Comatose people are in a state of preparedness, directly shrink, some exclusion.

Yin Yuke pursed his mouth and stood by the bed for a long time with the brocade handkerchief in his hand. He still took a light action to clean his body.

After cleaning up, Yin Yuke quietly stood by the bed and looked at him, his mind was mixed.

Why is he doing this?

Let go of your discontent?

Or did he feel angry because he didn't listen to himself?

Do you really feel better about making him like this?

He moves very lightly on the bed. He embraces people in his arms, but the people in his arms really reject him and soon deviate from his arms.

Yin Yuke said nothing, stretched out his hand to pull people into his arms.

After a while, Jiang Shi moved and deviated from his arms.

Yin Yuke opened his eyes, in the dark with light, he pursed the corners of his mouth, moving towards the direction of the river, holding people in his arms.

In this way, when Jiang Shi moves, he moves.

Always hold people in your arms.

Yin Yuke hardly slept that night, and he was afraid to face Jiang Shi.

But Jiang Shi is suffering the poisonous hair silently, in the mind a chaos, one moment appears this scene, one moment appears that picture.

Don't know how long, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the top of the curtain, thoughts began to return.

He just lay still, motionless. Because he didn't dare to move, it hurt all over him.

After a long time, he felt numb. He turned his neck and saw a man lying beside him.

A pair of chilly eyebrows wrinkled, sleep very uneasy.

"System, is that him? Has it always been him? "

Jiang Shi's voice didn't fluctuate. He looked at Yin Yuke blandly.

System: "yes."

"Oh."

He turned his head. There was no joy or anger in his face.

System: "are you angry?"

System: "are you really angry?"

Facing the repeated questioning of the system, Jiang Shi's eyes crossed a trace of impatience, "otherwise? Should I be happy? "