Chapter 380 The Top God, What? (Thirty-One)

None of this is right.

She has a feeling of being manipulated.

Mi Youning's hand left slowly, meeting Han Ziming's deep and depressed eyes.

She grinned, mocking herself, but helpless.

"I heard from Zhang Weichen that you are looking for me?"

Han Ziming squinted his eyes slightly when he heard the words, his sharp eyes approached Zhang Weichen.

The latter shrugged and took a few steps back.

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

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

Mi Youning looked at him with a half-smile.

This man is the one who changed the seven-colored glazed stone in the ring soul space.

Don't ask her how she knows.

There was an intuition, a kind of traction that she couldn't ignore at all.

This is what irritates her.

Regardless of whether this person has a red mole or not, she will probably find it after getting along for a long time.

Mi Youning smiled and shook her head, "I won't be going back today, is your leg hurting?"

He moved his eyes away from the man's sweaty face and came to the leg.

The legs had cuts and some stitches.

There was a dark light in Mi Youning's lowered eyes.

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

The power of the soul in the body is sent to the opponent's body one by one.

When Han Ziming felt the touch of the girl's hands, he felt uncomfortable.

The scars on the legs are extremely ugly.

But the girl's hands are so soft.

Han Ziming held his breath and looked at the pair of small white hands rubbing his legs.

Strange to say, his leg didn't feel so painful at this moment.

He laughed at himself, thinking that maybe he was mentally disturbed.

Mi Youning found out that Han Ziming's leg injury was indeed serious.

Serious to a certain point.

If there is no strong endurance and self-control, it is impossible to stand up in this life.

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

Otherwise, if the other party gets better too quickly, it will attract people's attention.

After Mi Youning left her hands, she looked at the man who was looking at her, "Does it still hurt?"

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

"puff……"

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Weichen over here laughed out loud.

This conversation made him really unbearable.

This is the so-called beauty in the eye of the beholder, as long as it is gently rubbed a few times, it will not hurt.

He didn'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 realized what kind of daydream these words aroused.

Then he smiled helplessly.

He's telling the truth, it really doesn't hurt anymore.

I even felt that my knees were very comfortable, although they were numb and itchy.

But compared to the previous pain, it was really much more comfortable.

Seeing this, several doctors who took care of him on the side also showed suspicious eyes.

One of them boldly stood up, "Mr. Han, do you want us to check again, this time your knee pains repeatedly, we suspect that it may get worse next time."

Hearing this man's words, Han Ziming withdrew his smile and nodded at the man.

In order not to get in the way, Mi Youning stood up and left the bed.

Han Ziming watched her leave, feeling a little disappointed.

However, under the instructions of his team, he cooperated with them in physical examination.

Seeing his friends looking at Lu Li frequently, Zhang Weichen couldn't help walking to Mi Youning's side.