The man's upper body was still very strong, and even with a large hospital gown on him, he looked very small.
The buttons were unbuttoned from the chest, and the doctor skillfully treated the wound, disinfecting and applying medicine again.
Although his wound was not very deep, it was very long. After being sutured, the long scar looked like a centipede, looking very ferocious on his six-pack lower abdomen.
The pain made Lu Huaijing frown and press his thin lips into a thin line.
Nan Yan didn't want to read any more, so she walked forward and put the things on the bedside.
"Don't give me anything anymore, Lu Huaijing. I have a fiancé and I don't need any necklaces. Don't do such useless things again."
After saying that, Nan Yan turned around and wanted to leave, but the moment she turned around, the man grabbed her wrist.
Nan Yan shuddered and turned her head subconsciously, just in time to see the man looking up at her.
"Nan Yan, I know I have done many wrong things before, but there was a misunderstanding about what happened back then. I hope you can give me a chance to explain—"
"What misunderstanding?"
Nan Yan interrupted him directly, tilted her head, her beautiful eyes were filled with ice, and her tone was full of ridicule:
"Lu Huaijing, I have always believed that seeing is believing. I saw it clearly back then and there was no misunderstanding. Also, you called the wrong person. I am Alina now, not Gu Nanyan who is at the mercy of others!"
Xi Leng's words were like the sharpest blade, cutting Lu Huaijing, but hurting herself.
Because whenever she faces this man, Nan Yan will not unconsciously think of the past and everything that happened before.
Those memories made her sadder than the words she said.
And all of this is because of the man in front of her.
The originator.
Nan Yan slowly pulled her hand out of his, and her voice became more decisive: "Lu Huaijing, don't bother me again!"
After saying that, she walked towards the door.
At this time, the doctor also finished treating Lu Huaijing's wounds and walked out first.
The moment the door opened, Nan Yan was pulled by a huge force and slammed against the wall.
She didn't even see what was in front of her clearly, but there was a pair of fiery lips on her lips.
The beautiful pupils trembled instantly, but Lu Huaijing had no intention of letting her go.
He directly pressed the back of her head with his hand and deepened the kiss.
Nan Yan's whole body froze, and the next second, he immediately began to struggle with all his strength.
She tried to push Lu Huaijing away with her hands, but his strength was too great. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break away.
And the hot touch continued to deepen, and this feeling gave Nan Yan a sense of humiliation.
In anger, she stabbed the man's wound with her hand.
Lu Huaijing snorted and let go of her instantly.
Nan Yan immediately pushed him away, but who knew that just this move made Lu Huaijing take two steps back.
The next second, he fell to the ground as if exhausted.
Nan Yan was about to turn around and leave immediately, but after just one glance, her footsteps stopped in place.
Because, she could clearly see that red blood was flowing out of the wound that Lu Huaijing was covering.
As a doctor, Nan Yan couldn't make up his mind to leave.
Cursing secretly, she stepped forward and helped the man up.
Lu Huaijing's face turned pale and he lay down on the bed with difficulty, with beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead.
Nan Yan gritted her teeth, and just when she wanted to reach out to check the condition of his wound, the man grabbed her wrist.
"If you want to leave, just leave..."
He leaned weakly against the bedside, his dark eyes clearly filled with reluctance.
The eyes that stared at her deeply were full of reluctance.
"Lu Huaijing, if you wanted me to leave, you shouldn't have held me back just now, and..."
Nan Yan was furious. She had never seen such a shameless man.
He and Song Yihuan are simply a match made in heaven!
The angry little woman couldn't help complaining: "You deserve all this, but I am a doctor, and this is the last time I help you. From now on, we will be clean!"
After saying that, she reached out again to help the man treat his wound, but this time, Lu Huaijing still refused to let go.
"If that's the case, then I'd rather not deal with it."
Lu Huaijing's decisive voice echoed in the ward, even with a bit of persistence.
Nan Yan's hand paused, and a hint of ice flashed in his eyes: "Lu Huaijing, since you know who I am, you should also know how I escaped death. The person I least want to see now is you. !”
After saying that, Nan Yan turned around directly, because she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, everything she had carefully disguised would be exposed.
But at this moment, the cold man said unexpectedly:
"Since you don't want to see me, why do you still need to treat Song Yihuan? Nanyan, you are really duplicitous."
Ah……
Nan Yan's heart twisted for a while, but when she turned around, her face was already covered with a layer of decisive coldness.
"Treatment? Of course it's to make money. Why, Mr. Lu, you're not even willing to spend this little money on the child's mother?"
At this point, Lu Huaijing also understood.
She came back for revenge.
Lu Huaijing straightened up slowly and grabbed her sleeves with his hands: "I know what you are going to do, but Nan Yan, I have really never forgotten you in the past five years..."
A cold smile appeared on the corners of Zhu Chuan's lips, "Never forgotten? Is it because of guilt or hatred?"
"I've never hated you—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was opened.
The person who opened the door was none other than Song Yihuan.
The first time her eyes fell on Nan Yan, she suddenly became fierce.
Song Yihuan narrowed her eyes in surprise, but soon she returned to her usual pretense.
"Alina, why are you here? Are you... here to see A Jing?"
Song Yihuan said, then controlled the wheelchair to the man's side, and ordered Song Fei to bring the thermos bucket over.
However, just as she was about to put the things on the bedside table, she happened to see the beautifully packaged box.
But, the next second, Lu Huaijing put the box into the drawer.
The smile on Song Yihuan's lips flickered a little, but soon returned to her usual appearance.
"Ajing, your health is just fine. Don't worry about me. Alina has been treating me. You'd better take good care of yourself first."
As she spoke, she poured out the soup very virtuously and brought it to Lu Huaijing.
Nan Yan hugged his shoulders, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
"Since Mr. Lu is taken care of, I'll leave first."
After saying that, she was about to walk outside, but not far away, Song Yihuan chased her out and stopped her directly.
"Wait a moment."
Nan Yan didn't move.
But Song Yihuan pretended to be familiar with her and asked casually: "Miss Alina, why do you have to leave when you see me? Is it because I came at the wrong time?"
