There's nothing wrong with all this.

She has a sense of being manipulated.

Mi you Ning's hand slowly left, facing han zi Ming's deep and depressed eyes.

She grinned, self mocking, but helpless.

"Listen to Zhang Weichen say you want to see me?"

Han Ziming narrows his eyes when he hears Yan Wei, and his sharp eyes approach Zhang Weichen.

The latter shrugged and stepped back.

Han Ziming sighed deeply, and there was sweat of patience on his forehead.

Looking at the girl sitting beside him, he said, "you are in class. I'm fine. I'll let Shi Lei take you back later."

Mi you Ning looks at him with a smile.

This man is the one who makes the colorful glazed stone change in the soul space.

Don't ask how she knows.

There is an intuition, there is a traction, so that she can not ignore.

That's what bothers her.

No matter whether this person has a mole or not, she will find it after a long time.

Mi you Ning smiles and shakes his head, "if you don't go back today, do you have leg pain?"

He took his eyes away from the man's sweating face and came to the leg.

There were cuts in the legs and some stitches.

Miyuning's drooping eyes flashed with dark light.

Then she stretched out her hands and came to Han Ziming's leg.

The power of the soul in the body, a wisp to the other side of the body.

Han Ziming felt uncomfortable when she touched her hands.

These legs are full of scars, incomparably ugly.

But the girl's hands are so soft.

Han Ziming held his breath and looked at the white hands rubbing on his legs.

Strange to say, at this time, his leg didn't hurt so much.

He laughed at himself. Maybe his mind was disturbed.

Mi Youning found Han Ziming's leg injury. It's really serious.

It's serious to a certain extent.

Without strong patience and self-control, it is impossible to stand up in this life.

She can only transmit the power of soul bit by bit, not too much at a time.

Otherwise, the other side will get better too quickly, which will attract people's attention.

After MI you Ning left with both hands, he looked at the man who was looking at her, "is it still painful?"

Han Ziming shook his head. "I feel much better."

"Poof..."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Weichen on this side burst out laughing.

He couldn't help this conversation.

This is the so-called love - beauty in people's eyes, as long as it is gently rubbed a few times, it will not hurt.

He doesn't believe that.

After so many years, Han Ziming's leg injury is very clear to him.

When Han Ziming heard his laughter, he also reflected what kind of reverie this made people have.

Then he had no choice but to smile.

He's telling the truth. It really doesn't hurt.

Even feel the knees are very comfortable, although numb, itchy.

But compared with the previous pain, it's really comfortable.

A few doctors who specially took care of him also showed their suspicious eyes.

One of them boldly stood up and said, "Mr. Han, do you want us to check again? This time your knee is repeatedly painful. We suspect that it may worsen next."

Hearing this man's words, Han Ziming took back his smile and nodded to the man.

Miyuning stood up and left the bed to get out of the way.

Han Ziming watched her leave with some loss in his heart.

But also under the direction of his team, with their physical examination.

When Zhang Weichen saw his friend looking at Lu Li frequently, he couldn't help walking up to MI Youning.