The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Shen Qinghuan didn't know why the person in front of her called her name, but she also turned her attention away from Feng Tianling's too attractive face at the sound of the name.

She raised her eyebrows slightly: "What on earth happened to you? You turned the dormitory into such a ghostly state, and why do you lose so much blood on the fifteenth day of every month?"

To be honest, he had used the Qixing Vein Lock, so he couldn't feel his condition, but his complexion, coma, and the fact that his fingertips couldn't bleed at all suggested that he had suffered severe blood loss.

And the medicine and food are ineffective.

Feng Tianling's eyes were filled with confusion, as if she was lost in thought.

He made a slight fist with his hand, and his nails scratched heavily across his palm, causing a trace of pain.

It turned out that this was not a dream.

In other words...it's time to wake up from the dream.

There was a cynical smile on Feng Tianling's bright face, just because that bright and moving face looked a little charming: "Junior sister, why are you here suddenly? Are you worried about me, senior brother?"

If he teased her like this in the past, she would definitely fight him.

But looking at this beautiful face, and considering that he was a patient today, his attitude was rare: "Qingqing and Zijin came to Fengning Palace to find me, and asked me to help you treat your illness."

Feng Tianling smiled again: "Junior sister, don't make excuses. Even if Qingqing and Zijin asked you to help me, if you refused, why would you come. If you are here today, it proves that you have me in your heart."

After saying that, he even gave Shen Qinghuan a wink.

Shen Qinghuan: "..."

It seems that there is no way to communicate properly.

But yes, their positions are different, so there is nothing easy to communicate.

"I just gave you a blood transfusion, and you should obviously feel that you are much better. I have also fulfilled Qingqing and Zijin's expectations. You have a good rest, I will leave first."

When Feng Tianling heard her saying she was leaving, the smile on her face suddenly froze. Her eyelids drooped slightly, deliberately not looking at her.

It was right for her to leave. What would she do if she stayed here?

Thinking of this, slender fingers pressed between his eyebrows, but the tentacles were delicate skin...

"My veil, where is my veil?"

Shen Qinghuan said he was leaving and stood up, but he also saw the loneliness in Feng Tianling's eyes. It turned out that... he would also have this expression.However, this matter seemed to have nothing to do with her, so she was about to turn around, but suddenly she heard his voice, calling for his veil.

There was a trace of panic, fear, and even panic in that voice... It was as if the loss was not a veil, but a vital thing, something that could never be left behind.

She took off his veil and placed it on a table beside the bed. When she heard his voice, she subconsciously rushed forward, took the veil and handed it to him: "Sorry, treatment." I wanted to see how you were doing, so I took off your veil."

When Feng Tianling saw the veil handed to her, she immediately reached out and grabbed it, hanging it behind her ears in panic, completely ignoring that her upper body was exposed with seven golden nails because of her struggle.

Shen Qinghuan had never seen Feng Tianling like this before. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He just looked at the person in front of him quietly, as if he had never known him before.

At the same time, there's a little bit of guilt.

After all, she had taken off the veil, but if she knew it was so important to him, she would never have taken it off.At this moment, she had an inexplicable feeling that she had harmed the patient's privacy and caused great psychological trauma to the patient.

Tpsd, post-traumatic stress disorder, she had dealt with natural disasters, dealt with war, this kind of thing is very common.

Feng Tianling wore the veil for a while, and then she gradually came back to her senses, but her body, which was not thin at first, was trembling faintly: "You don't have to feel sorry, this is my own problem. The night is already dark, please reply Let’s go to Fengning Palace.”

In fact, everything has passed, but it seems... it will never pass.

He was terrible tonight.

He didn't want anyone to see him like this, especially him... Unfortunately, she saw it, but it was she who saw it.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the person in front of him, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Since you are also a doctor, you should know the consequences of hiding your illness and refusing to treat it. You are sick now, not physically, but mentally... I can help you."

Although she has not majored in psychology, she has seen psychiatrists guide and treat patients, and the medical system also has corresponding drugs.

Feng Tianling was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Shen Qinghuan.The veil is like a layer of mist and a barrier between two people, widening the distance between them and isolating their emotions.

She wanted to leave, but now that she saw herself acting so rude, she should leave decisively. Why didn't she leave and even said she wanted to help him?

"Why are you helping me..."

Shen Qinghuan smiled: "Does a doctor need any reason if he wants to treat a patient? Besides, didn't you say that you didn't ask me to help you? I was just passing by. There is no need to remember or thank you."

Feng Tianling looked at the person in front of her, her pupils gradually narrowed, then spread, and finally she stretched out her hand... and pulled back the veil.