Chapter 1373: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Six Hundred and Thirty-Six)

Probably because she heard the sound of her blowing the medicine a few times just now, Li Nanheng didn't drink it at first, but Feng Ling used a spoon to forcefully pry some on his still lips, and gave him the medicine little by little. Feed it in until the man frowned, as if he felt that she would be sore if she insisted on raising her hands like this, and insisted on each other for a long time, he opened his eyes without focus, and opened his mouth calmly to take the medicine.

Seeing that he cooperated, Feng Ling's heart that he had been holding on to finally eased a little bit, and the first smile in a few days was stained on his lips, and he continued to feed.

She was feeding frequently, he couldn't see at this time, and didn't say anything until he drank most of the medicine, Feng Ling turned around and asked the doctor if he wanted to continue feeding, the doctor looked at the remaining medicine, and then told the doctor She can.

This kind of eye contact is the way two people who don’t understand the language used to communicate when I was taking care of K at the doctor’s house a few days ago. Apart from dialogue, it is basically impossible to communicate normally for a long time.

Feng Ling put down the bowl, picked up a clean towel and gently wiped the medicine stains around his mouth. The man didn't resist. Although he couldn't see her, his eyes didn't stay in her direction, he was obviously tilting his head. , do not "look" at her.

Feng Ling was here tonight, especially after Li Nanheng woke up, she didn't say a word the whole time, even if she knew each other well, she didn't open her mouth, she just sat by the bed and watched him take care of him and accompany him.

Even if there is an obvious indifference in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, before Carrie came back, Granny Mai came over, brought them some food, and then told Feng Ling that Carrie went to spend the night with her tonight, so don't worry.

Not long after, Dr. Menga also went to the emergency room because a family's child in the small town was sick, and asked Feng Lingxian to watch here alone, and prepared the medicine and put it aside to heat up.

In the middle of the night, even though this was Carrie's house, the room was quiet and there were only two people left.

Feng Ling sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word and looked at the man who had been lying down again. Li Nanheng closed her eyes, and the red spots around her eyes had recovered a lot. She tentatively reached out and wanted to touch him. His eyelids, to see if there were any signs of eyelid heating, but just as his hand reached over, one centimeter away from his eyes, the man's raised hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Although Li Nanheng has little strength, the meaning of stopping is obvious.

His eyes should now be the most sensitive part of his body and mind.

Feng Ling retracted his fingers, looked down at him, endured for a long time, finally withdrew his hand, and said softly: "Li Nanheng."

The man closed his eyes and didn't respond. He just quietly put his hand back to his side. Hearing her voice, he didn't respond in any way, as if it was just an unrelated person talking next to him and disturbing his sleep. It's just an attitude of ignoring it.

Seeing that he was not stimulated to any great emotional ups and downs, Feng Ling made sure that the two times he coughed up blood were coincidences, so he moved closer to the bed and whispered, "Boss Li..."

Hearing these three words, the man on the bed still didn't respond.

"Ah K lost a leg." She said softly, "Did you know?"

Finally, the news that he only found out after being in a coma for many days made the man's eyebrows furrow silently. Although it was not obvious, even the slightest mood swing could still be captured by Feng Ling who was sitting by the bed. arrive.

She continued: "He knows that you risked your life to save him, so even if he lost a leg, he at least saved his life."

The room was quiet and quiet, only the smell of medicine that was disgusting and bitter but still acceptable, Feng Ling's voice seemed very quiet in this quiet room, the clear and clean voice broke the middle of the night The dark fog penetrated the high wall layer by layer.

"If, at this time,

Ah K gave up the chance to be treated because he lost a leg and had some symptoms caused by chemical poisoning on his body. Would you hate iron for not being strong? Would you like to wake him up? "

Feng Ling looked at his face while talking: "Just like what I am doing to you now, if you are not really weak to the point where you can't even stand up, Li Nanheng, I should slap you a few times before I talk about it."

Speaking of this, Feng Ling suddenly laughed at himself, and looked at the man whose eyes were closed without any reaction: "Are you scolding me in your heart now? I have never been very gentle with you, have I?"

"I still remember what you said to me, so now I can ask you the other way around." She lay on the side of the bed, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Li Nanheng, you broke into my life arbitrarily. For more than ten years, my life has been disturbed one after another, now you say you don’t remember me, you don’t remember me, do I agree?”

He didn't speak, and Feng Ling wasn't in a hurry, anyway, she knew he was awake.

"Speaking of which, the last time we met was in Washington DC. You should know how you got me drunk step by step the night before." Feng Ling's voice was clear: "Why? Now Are you so eager to get rid of me because you are afraid that I will settle accounts with you? You deliberately got me drunk and tricked me, didn't you? "

Feng Ling continued to lean closer to his ear while talking, and the breath from his lips gently brushed against his ear: "You should know very well later that I was already awake at that time, everything after returning to the room from the hot spring pool, I remember every scene, do you want me to repeat what happened at that time to you?"

Finally, the man on the bed who had always looked so calm and calm turned his pale face slightly sideways, obviously avoiding her breath.

A Feng Ling who has always been passive, and who is always contradictory and unreasonable in matters between men and women, and whose EQ is obviously not enough, now takes the initiative to mention that night, and his voice is slowly soft Soft, yet another kind of ruthlessness in the provocative voice.

He doesn't recognize her, so she gets angry.

But she can't be angry.

Feng Ling just looked at his face like this, and he didn't turn his head back. From this angle, he had grown a lot of stubble on his jaw line, and he really lost too much weight.

She no longer leaned against the edge of the bed, but just leaned on the edge of the bed with one hand, looking at him with eyes like water, her voice sounded very calm, but she deliberately picked up slightly on the end: "Who am I after I'm drunk?" What was it like? That made you so obsessed with getting me drunk?"

"Li Nanheng, don't avoid my topic, maybe you can think the same way, maybe I just came here to see you alive again, and I just wanted to settle accounts with you?"