Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 146 It's Not Our Turn To Decide
Yuan Ming didn't dodge, remained motionless, and let Zong Yuan punch him.

He didn't spare any strength, Yuan Ming even felt dizzy for two seconds, and when he hit the wall, his bones felt cold and tingling.

However, the pain made him feel much better.

Ever since Nan Jinghong lay on this bed, he has been standing there, just waiting for Zong Yuan's fist.

The young master's injury was done for him, if he hadn't underestimated the enemy and conceited himself, he wouldn't have been careless and hadn't discovered the enemy's plot!
Self-blame and guilt, in a short period of time, had almost tortured this tall and strong man insane!
Yuan Ming wanted to punish himself so much, he didn't care if the pain was ten times that of Nan Jinghong.

But now that the young master is not awake and out of danger, how dare he get injured casually and ignore him!
Yuan Ming's face was ashen, and Zong Yuan grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall without any resistance.

Zong Yuan's eyes were stained red with anger and anger, "If there is anything wrong with the young master, I will definitely want you to be buried with me!"

"Don't worry, even if you don't do anything, I won't let myself live alone." Yuan Ming also said coldly.

"Heh." The two stared at each other, regardless of superiority and confrontation for a moment, Zong Yuan threw him away.

The relationship between the two is usually harmonious, but when it comes to Nan Jinghong, neither of them will easily soften their hearts.

Walking to the bed again, seeing Nan Jinghong's weak appearance, Zong Yuan was saddened.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The injury is not serious, but the excessive blood loss is still an old problem." The blood type cannot be matched, and blood transfusion is impossible, otherwise it will not develop so seriously.

Zong Yuan immediately said, "I brought the young lady here, she can transfuse the young master."

Yuan Ming was surprised, "Where is she?"

"Just downstairs."

Saying that, Zong Yuan turned around and walked out, making a gesture to bring someone up.

Yuan Ming hurriedly stopped him, "Don't be impulsive, the young master's injury has just stabilized, and it's not to the point where he must have a blood transfusion."

"What do you mean."

"Zong Yuan, you brought the young lady here without the young master's consent. If the young master wakes up and knows your decision, what will he think!" Yuan Ming very much disagreed with his approach, "That is the young lady, and it is also ours. Owner!"

"She was originally chosen by the master to transfuse the young master. Otherwise, why do you think the master made her the young wife?" Zong Yuan said hurriedly, "Now that the young master is injured, the most urgent thing is to let him recover safely."

Yuan Ming put on a stern face, "You know better than me the young master's attitude towards the young lady. Whether she has only one role, it's not up to us subordinates to decide."

Zong Yuan's face was cold, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"The doctors are all resting in the next room. You and I will keep watch tonight. As long as there is a situation, it will not be too late to make a decision."

Yuan Ming walked up to Zong Yuan, put his hand on his shoulder, and said very seriously, "I want the young master to be safe and sound more than you, otherwise I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!"

Zong Yuan glanced at Yuan Ming, then turned his head to look at the quiet Nan Jinghong on the bed, with a tense expression, and stopped talking.

……

As the night passed, the warm sun slowly shone on the entire manor.

Gentle light shines into the room and sprinkles on the bed, bringing a bit of vitality.

The light was getting warmer, and the sleeping man on the bed finally reacted, the eyeballs under the eyelids rolled, and after a while, the eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.

All the brilliance instantly shone into his eyes, condensing into a gleam of brightness in the depths of darkness.

"Master!"

Both of them stepped forward and shouted joyfully.

Nan Jinghong's face was still weak and pale. After adapting to the light, he sat up with his hands propped up, and pushed away their helping hands, "Zong Yuan, why are you here?"

Yuan Ming said, "The subordinates were afraid of accidents, so they notified Zong Yuan."

Zong Yuan then told Nan Jinghong what had happened in the past, and naturally he did not ignore the matter that he brought Shu Nianchen over on his own impulse.

But upon hearing these three words, Nan Jinghong's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at Zong Yuan with stern eyes, "Are you courting death?"

　The rest of the update will be after nine o'clock in the evening, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)