The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 490 The Man from Nanxing

Chapter 0490 The man of Nanxing

Chu Qingge looked down and her face turned red for a moment.

She hurriedly grabbed the quilt tightly and tried to put on her clothes.

But the clothes had been torn to pieces and couldn't be worn at all.

I could only blush, find another set of clothes, and walk quickly behind the screen.

Feng Liye looked at the figure behind the screen. Although she couldn't see clearly, her graceful curves were vaguely distinguishable.

My heart felt like it was being watered by a volcano, and my blood was boiling.

Not long ago, that flash of lightning was an experience I will never forget.

If those tears hadn't really stung his heart, he would have ignored her and continued to hold her down...

I didn't expect that one day, I could become worse than a beast.

He closed his eyes and tried to regulate his disordered breathing.

When Qingge changed his clothes and came out from behind the screen, his face was still as pale as before, and there was no trace of his emotion just now.

She raised her eyes, and her gaze hit the depths of his eyes.

For a moment, my whole body became stiff.

The scene not long ago, the scene of his forceful invasion, was still clear in my mind.

My legs are weak for no reason.

There is always a feeling that he is still in your body and has not left yet...

Chu Qingge shook her head slightly, clenched her palms, and could only act as if nothing happened, and quickly walked out the door.

Feng Si had been waiting outside. This time the Ninth Princess opened the door, but he still didn't dare to look up.

He knew clearly that she must have changed her clothes before coming out, and there was nothing she couldn't see, but she just didn't dare to look.

He was afraid... of seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes.

But in fact, Chu Qingge's unique tears had long since disappeared.

Not even a trace can be found.

She looked at Feng Si and said expressionlessly: "Didn't he say he wanted to see me?"

……

Qingge didn't know why Chu Yan wanted to see her, but it was undoubtedly very beneficial to her.She was here for the right reasons.

But the moment I saw Chu Yan, my heart couldn't help but feel sour.

His beard was very long, and his hair was also very long. It was clear that no one had trimmed it for him in more than ten years.

Has he been imprisoned like this for more than ten years?
The face hidden under the beard was scarred, riddled with holes, and looked indescribably old and haggard.

Totally inappropriate for his age!
A man who has been tortured and experienced many hardships.

The man of the Southern Star.

I always feel that something is wrong...

She put down the medicine box and took out the syringe and the medicine she had researched.

The long and fine needle was inserted into the small bottle and the liquid inside was sucked out. The long needle was then inserted into Chu Yan's arm, and the liquid was pushed into his body.

Not to mention that Feng Si had never seen such a way to save people, even Feng Liye had never seen it before.

"What... is this?" He looked at the syringe and long needle in Qingsong's hand.

"He is now being given an antipyretic injection. After the medicine enters his body, his high fever will quickly come down. First, make sure not to burn out his brain."

Although she really didn't want to deal with this man who really raped her not long ago - even if it wasn't to the end, it was true that he possessed her.

This damn bastard, she wanted to kill him with her own hands, but she couldn't do it cruelly every time!
But at this time, she, Chu Qingge, was already a doctor.

When treating patients, her emotions will not be mixed with any personal feelings.

Feng Liye and Feng Si looked at each other.

Antipyretic injection, I don’t understand it, but I understand the meaning.

Feng Si asked in a low voice: "Princess, when will he... wake up?"

"He is very weak and has been malnourished for many years. He cannot tell when he will wake up."

Qingge put away the syringe and long needle.

In the 21st century, long needles should not be recycled, but they are in short supply here.

The only few long needles were made for her by Mu Bai, and they were hard-won.

You can only put it away after each use and disinfect it before using it next time.

Qingge looked at Chu Yan, who looked pale and sick, and said calmly: "Probably at nightfall tonight."

(End of this chapter)