The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1217 Begins to Melt

"no need."

She worked all night and took a short rest in the middle, but he watched her all night without closing his eyes.

Tang Nineteen would have to enter the palace soon, and Tang Nineteen didn't want to admit too much affection to him.

Qu Tiange didn't answer, just smiled lightly: "Remember to eat something."

"Ah."

After sending Qu Tiange to the gate of the Criminal Division, watching his back as he went down the steps, Tang Shijiu felt a small hard spot in his heart that slowly began to melt.

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He guarded Mr. Fu until noon in the criminal punishment department. After all, Tang Nineteen was a little exhausted, so he went to the small room to take a nap.

In the mist, I felt a rough and warm touch on my face.

She woke up with a start, and then, facing a face close at hand, apart from embarrassment, there was only confusion.

Dugu Haoyue.

The person whose hands were still frozen in mid-air stood half-bent in front of her, as if he didn't expect her to wake up, his eyes met, and there was an indescribable unease between them.

Tang Nineteen immediately stood up, stepped back a little, his face was slightly red, and his brows were a little tight.

In Dugu Haoyue's eyes, there was a hint of loss, but Tang Nineteen was much calmer than he imagined.

He seemed unwilling to explain the intimacy just now, he just turned around and walked out: "Master is awake."

Tang Nineteen's eyebrows tightened even more.

Does he not quite understand the relationship between the two now.

Is he still addicted to the old love and can't extricate himself.

The people around them seemed unable to tell how much they loved each other, but Tang Shijiu clearly felt that this person had very strong feelings for him.

The touch feeling on her face was still there, she was very uncomfortable, she wiped her face, and followed Dugu Haoyue out of the room.

Master Fu woke up, and the situation was not better than the last time he woke up.

His mouth was still crooked and drooling, he couldn't speak, his eyes became excited and urgent when he saw Tang Nineteen, and his right hand, which was still moving, kept extending into the air, but fell down several times weakly.

Mrs. Fu quickly held his hand and tried her best to comfort him: "Don't worry, don't worry, the concubine is here."

It seems that he is looking for her.

Tang Nineteen stepped up and walked to the window.

In the room, there were only Gu Haoyue and Mrs. Fu. Mrs. Fu gave way to Tang Nineteen and stood beside Dugu Haoyue.

Tang Nineteen was not in the mood to pursue Dugu Haoyue's actions just now, so he sat by the bed and held Master Fu's hand: "Master Fu, are you looking for me?"

Master Fu's hand broke free from Tang Nineteen's hand, fluttered in the air, and fell down again.

The expression was even more anxious, as if desperately trying to say something, but apart from the constant overflowing saliva, there were only meaningless syllables left.

Tang Nineteen held his hand, and he pulled it away, desperately flying in the air, as if he wanted to express something strongly.

At a certain moment, Tang Nineteen suddenly understood the meaning of this tireless hand: "You want a pen and paper, right?"

Then the old face became uncharacteristically agitated.

At this moment, Mr. Fu is the most taboo to get excited.

Tang Nineteen hurriedly comforted him: "I'll get it for you, you need to calm down first."

Stroke patients are mostly in a state of confusion, like Mr. Fu, which is rare.

It seems that there are some strong desires or thoughts in his heart, which support him to be half-awake and half-drowsy until now.

When I brought the pen and paper, Mr. Fu couldn't hold the pen well enough, it fell on the paper, fluffy and feeble, and the written words were almost unreadable.

(End of this chapter)