I go north, you go south

"Who asked you to pay with your life?"

The familiar steady voice was mixed with hoarseness and weakness, but he still said steadily: "If you really pity my life, you shouldn't secretly bring my 'lifeblood' here cough cough"

"Ling Bei, you are messing around!"

Hearing Ling Bei coughing so hard again, Nan Zishu couldn't suppress his anxiety anymore.

She pushed open the door of the office, rushed in from the door and went straight to Ling Bei.

I saw Ling Bei folding his arms and leaning on the sofa quite leisurely.Although he was wearing a hospital gown that he had not yet had time to change from the hospital, he suddenly showed off his "president" airs.

Mo Ziwen, who was "nodding and bowing" at the side, had a look of despair on his face.

"Ling Bei, do you think your life is too long!?"

Facing Ling Bei who smiled gently towards her with slightly bent pale lips, Nan Zishu looked anxious and flustered.She threw the bag in her hand onto the sofa, then hurriedly half squatted in front of Ling Bei, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead.

This state is completely different from her calmness that has remained unchanged since she came here.

There was a slightly hot feeling in the palm of my hand.Nan Zishu couldn't help frowning: "Tsk, I still have a little fever."

However, Ling Bei didn't care so much.He caught sight of the too glaring reddish-brown hand touching his forehead, so he hurriedly grabbed the slender hand.

"What's going on? Why did the wound open again!? Where's the gauze?"

"I am fine."

Nan Zishu felt a little guilty and wanted to pull his hand out of Ling Bei's palm.There is no doubt that he was firmly held by the other party.

After carefully seeing the obvious new injuries on her hands, Ling Bei finally couldn't help frowning.He immediately looked up at Lin Nan who was standing at the door of the office: "Lin Nan."

He called out in a deep voice, and the other party immediately understood: "Oh, the medicine box, wait, I'll get it!"

"Hey, Team Lin!"

Nan Zishu just wanted to turn around and call to stop Lin Nan, but Ling Bei directly pulled his arm and sat beside him.

"Listen, from now on, you must be where I can see you." Ling Bei looked at her very seriously: "Now you have seen him, so you are not allowed to act privately in the future."

"Ling Bei, I."

"I'm coming!"

Nan Zishu wanted to tell Ling Bei that he was fine, but was interrupted by Lin Nan who trot over with the medicine box in his arms.

Ling Bei took the medicine box from him and began to bandage Nan Zishu carefully.

He lowered his head, used tweezers to hold alcohol cotton and carefully wiped Nan Zishu's broken wound. The fingers holding her fingertips did not dare to use any strength, and even the hand that applied alcohol to her moved very lightly. extremely light.

Ling Bei held Nan Zishu's hand like a treasure.The cherished expression in the eyes and movements made everyone present seem to breathe lightly involuntarily.

"Why can't this bleeding stop?"

But at this moment, Ling Bei didn't care about others at all.He tweezed the cotton ball and wiped it back and forth several times, but the re-opened scars on Nan Zishu's fingertips just couldn't stop the bleeding.

Seeing that all the cotton balls were dyed bright red, Ling Bei quickly changed another cotton ball.

"Does it hurt?"

He was asking Nan Zishu, but when he raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes were full of heart-shattering distress.

"It doesn't hurt."

Nan Zishu immediately smiled soothingly: "It doesn't hurt at all, don't be afraid."