Has Emperor Shijing ever seen Nan Zhiyi like this?
He hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? What happened? Why are your hands... shaking like this?"
When he spoke, he tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, as if coaxing a child.
He pulled her up smoothly, his eyes full of concern.
"me……"
Nan Zhiyi opened his mouth to speak.
But for some reason, my throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and I couldn't make any sound several times.
Seeing the anxiety on her face, Di Shijing raised his hand, patted her back and comforted her, "Don't be anxious, tell me slowly, are you hurt?"
Nan Zhiyi shook his head.
The panic was also relieved by the other party's actions.
"That's good."
Di Shijing breathed a sigh of relief and noticed the little woman's wet hair.
He turned to look at the hair dryer on the ground and asked, "Do you want to dry your hair?"
Nan Zhiyi nodded lightly.
At this moment, the suffocating feeling in the throat also disappeared a lot.
She adjusted her breathing, and after taking a few deep breaths, she finally regained her composure and said, "I suddenly lost strength in my hand just now, so I didn't pick it up, so I dropped the hair dryer."
"It's okay, I'll help you blow it later."
Di Shijing looked straight at her, and then asked, "But why did the hand lose its strength? Did it accidentally hit it?"
As he spoke, he raised Nan Zhiyi's hand and gently massaged it for her.
Seeing the other party's gentle actions, Nan Zhiyi felt an unspeakable hesitation in his heart.
At that moment, she couldn't help but wanted to tell everything.
I can’t hide it anymore anyway…
"actually, I……"
Nan Zhiyi mustered up the courage and planned to confess everything.
At this moment, several rapid knocks on the door suddenly came from outside.
"Master, it's me!"
Zhou Yi shouted through the door, causing Nan Zhiyi to pause as he was about to say something.
Di Shijing's attention was diverted by Zhou Yi outside the door, and he did not notice the little woman beside him who was hesitant to speak.
He frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Yi replied: "It's urgent!"
From the tone of voice, it seems quite eager...
Zhou Yi has always been very discerning. If it wasn't really important, he would definitely not choose to bother him at this time.
Nan Zhiyi also knew it and immediately said, "Go and have a look, don't delay anything."
Emperor Shijing nodded, but did not let go of her.
Instead, he took Nan Zhiyi and sat on the sofa outside, saying, "Wait for me for a while."
After saying that, he went to open the door.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Yi reported truthfully, "Someone just broke into the villa in the suburbs and tried to kidnap Jesse, but our people stopped him. But I didn't expect that after such a torment, Jesse couldn't survive and was already dead."
Emperor Shijing frowned slightly, "Dead?"
How could he remember that when he caught someone, he looked normal?
Zhou Yi coughed lightly and glanced at the door behind his grandfather.
Then he said truthfully: "Yesterday, after the young madam's eldest brother and the others went to see it, they were so tortured that they had no breath left!"
After hearing this, Emperor Shijing's expression did not change.
After pondering for two seconds, he sneered coldly, "It's better to die. In this way, no one will be harmful to her anymore."
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Then I will deal with the person?"
"Go!"
Emperor Shijing agreed.
Zhou Yi quickly left wisely.
After he left, Di Shijing also turned around and returned to his room.
Nan Zhiyi saw the person coming and asked, "What happened?"
Di Shijing sat next to her and told the truth about the news brought by Zhou Yi just now.
Jesse is dead?
Nan Zhiyi was quite surprised.
Even, it’s a bit hard to digest!
Perhaps taking a lesson from Nan Wanyue's 'fake death', she asked again, "Are you sure it's really gone?"
Emperor Shijing nodded, "I'm sure, he was injured by his men in the first place. Naturally, he won't be able to survive after being tortured like that by your senior brother and the others."
After Nan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, he quickly regained his composure.
She said calmly, "That's fine. He deserves this fate."
The drugs developed by Jesse have killed many people. They deserve this end!
Treat people as test subjects, even if they die, it will be an advantage for him!
However, Nan Zhiyi did not say these words.
She lowered her eyes, the hatred for Jesse in her heart would not dissipate with his death.
Seeing the little woman's expression, Di Shijing hugged her and comforted her: "I can finally feel at ease in the future. No one will covet your life anymore, and I don't have to worry. Someone will do harm to you at any time."
Nan Zhiyi leaned in his arms, feeling gradually calmer.
She seemed to agree, but also said with emotion: "Indeed... I no longer have to worry about being watched."
Such days are finally over.
The two hugged each other for a while, and Di Shijing let go of her, "I'll help you blow dry your hair first."
Nan Zhiyi smiled and said, "Okay."
Di Shijing turned on the hair dryer and set it to hot air. He first picked out a strand of wet hair and slowly blew it from top to bottom.
He had experience playing for her before, so his skills were becoming more and more proficient.
Nan Zhiyi quietly enjoyed his service, her heart filled with happiness. The warm wind blew on her face, making her whole body warm.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: If only time could stop here...
Soon, Di Shijing dried his hair.
After putting away the hair dryer, he walked over, staring at Nan Zhiyi's hand and asked, "Is your hand feeling better?"
Nan Zhiyi subconsciously closed her fingers and squeezed them lightly.
She unexpectedly discovered that her original strength seemed to be back!
"It seems to be okay."
Hearing this, the corners of Di Shijing's mouth turned upward, "Really? That's good! Let's go to bed."
Nan Zhiyi nodded, obediently let the man lead him, and went to bed to rest.
That night, she snuggled into Emperor Shijing's arms and had a very peaceful sleep.
Early the next morning.
After having breakfast, Nan Zhiyi went to the research institute and told her senior brothers and sisters about Jesse's death.
In the research room, the four people were very surprised and sighed a few times.
Finally got to know each other!
But soon, they regained their composure.
Qin Xi said: "People like Jesse, from the moment he chose to despise life, he has lost his qualifications as a doctor! He is not worthy of our concern!"
"Well, not to mention that he also attacked his junior sister. Keeping such a cruel person will only hurt more people."
Lu Wuyou agreed.
Lu Yanjue nodded and said simply, "Indeed."
After they chatted for a while, Nan Zhiyi suddenly said, "Senior Brother, can you give me another injection of the suppressive medicine?"
When Lu Yanjue heard this, he paused, looked at Nan Zhiyi subconsciously, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong? The medicine has lost its effectiveness?"
Nan Zhiyi nodded silently.
