Will the Huo family's shares be given to you on demand?
"You're drunk." Nanzhi pushed him away and put some distance between them.
The European-style curtains were only half-opened, and the moonlight shone sporadically on the man along the window, making Huo Sijue look a little sad.
At that moment, Nanzhi even had the illusion that Huo Sijue cared about him.
This ridiculous thought flashed across my mind.
Huo Sijue stood there for a long time, then returned to the sofa...
In the early morning, when the sun shone in through the screen window, Nanzhi turned over lazily. Huo Sijue was no longer in the room. When she went downstairs, grandma said that Huo Sijue was on a business trip and would be there soon. Stay in the city for a few days.
Nanzhi drank millet porridge, thinking of what happened last night, and nodded dully.
She went to the medical clinic as usual. Jiang Weiwei saw her listless and thought something happened yesterday. But when Nanzhi revealed everything, Jiang Weiwei was dumbfounded.
What did she hear?
Huo Sijue kissed Nanzhi? And apologize to her? Do you want to give her Huo family stocks?
Crazy?
Seeing how frightened Jiang Weiwei was, Nanzhi waved his hand and said in a calm tone: "He is drunk. What a man says when he is drunk is most unbelievable."
But despite this, Jiang Weiwei was still surprised.
That cold-faced scumbag who had an affair for three years...is this still Huo Sijue?
"I may have something to do recently, and the hospital still needs your care."
Back then, when Nanzhi was at his poorest, he gave one-third of his shares to Weiwei, so Weiwei was considered a member of the medical clinic.
"what are you up to?"
Jiang Weiwei's sharp eyes immediately noticed something strange: "During Mr. Huo's birthday party last time, I felt that you were hiding something from me."
She stepped closer, stared at Nanzhi's fair and tender face, and slowly narrowed her eyes: "Are you raising a man behind my back?"
Nanzhi smiled helplessly: "No."
How could she have the spare money to support a man? Strictly speaking, her current situation could be regarded as being 'kept' by Leng Lie. If she were to choose again, she would definitely remember her grandfather's teachings and would never look for business on the dark web.
Counting the days, the deadline Leng Lie gave himself was today.
Nanzhi fiddled in the pharmacy for a while, then headed towards the Platinum Hotel carrying a full medicine bag.
She was terrified all the way to the luxuriously decorated building.
When they arrived at the agreed place, Nanzhi hesitated for a while, and finally walked to the end of the corridor and opened the door.
Just as dark, cold, and lifeless.
It was hard for Nanzhi to imagine what such a handsome young man had gone through to turn himself into such an inhuman appearance.
"Doctor Nan, you're here." Xu was the 'real skill' of Nanzhi whom he had seen last time. Uncle Fu's tone was obviously much softer this time.
When he didn't speak, he seemed kind to others, but whenever he spoke, he would inexplicably send chills down his spine.
"Is Mr. Leng in there?" Nanzhi weighed the bag behind his back with some difficulty.
Uncle Fu looked at him warily.
"Don't worry, they are all good things."
Nanzhi brought all the good guys from her medical clinic over.
It wasn't because of anything else, but since she had an encounter with Leng Lie, she always felt like her life was being pinched, and she might die quietly one day.
Uncle Fu led Nanzhi to the master bedroom.
On the bed, the man's face was pale, and he was obviously 1.8 meters tall, but because he was too thin, he looked particularly thin when lying on the quilt.
"Has he been like this lately?"
Nanzhi took a look at the environment in the room, and then pointed to the closed window: "Even if he is blind, you can't make him completely unable to see the light. If it goes on for a long time, the loss of perception in the eyes will be more serious."
"Our doctor doesn't say this." Uncle Fu said matter-of-factly.
Nanzhi was disdainful, and she laughed disdainfully: "Your Western medicine is nothing. At most, you can only use a knife to do some bloody things. If you want to regulate and detoxify, you still have to see Chinese medicine."
"Hel him into the bathroom." After Nanzhi finished speaking, Lenglie opened his eyes slightly.
His light blue eyes were like the deep sea, scanning Nanzhi coldly.
"I thought you weren't coming back." Leng Lie said calmly, but it was like countless knives were pointed at Nanzhi's heart.
She smiled dryly and bitterly: "How dare I not come?"
The first time, it was the dog in Nan’s backyard that died.
The second time, she didn't know what Leng Lie would catch!
The warning this man gave her was bloody and violent.
Nanzhi had just prepared the room and wanted to take her mother out after this incident was over. She couldn't fall down halfway.
Bathroom, steaming hot.
Nanzhi poured out all the medicine in the bag and put it into the bathtub according to the measured amount. Suddenly, the smell was pungent.
Uncle Fu held Leng Lie, a little disgusted: "What are these things?"
"Herbal medicines are expensive!" Nanzhi emphasized.
"What are you still doing? Take off all his clothes and lie here." Nanzhi tilted his head and looked at the cold body.
She wanted to take strong medicine but was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it: "Let's soak it for an hour first."
As soon as Nanzhi finished speaking, Leng Lie's expression changed. With a cold face, he breathed out like a poisonous snake: "You want me to take off my clothes?"
"otherwise?"
She put her hands around her waist and said amusedly: "Where do you all take baths with clothes on?"
He had a cold and stern face, and if he could see that look, he would want to skin Nanzhi alive.
Uncle Fu comforted him, his voice was respectful and gentle: "We have already seen Dr. Nan's medical skills, so the young master just reluctantly made do with it."
"In everything, put the overall situation first!"
Nanzhi didn't know what the overall situation they were talking about was, but she was sure of one thing. Leng Lie's identity is definitely unusual, and these eyes are most likely caused by an acquaintance.
After dawdling for more than ten minutes, he finally wrapped himself in a small piece of cloth to cover his shame and lay down in the medicine pool.
Nanzhi was very relieved. If Leng Lie was unwilling, even if she had the best medicinal materials, it would be very difficult to treat him.
Uncle Fu stood guard by the door and never left.
Nanzhi took out a ladle of water from his bag and poured the potion on Leng Lie little by little. A pair of thin and white hands wandered over his body.
Just when Nanzhi was carefully helping him apply the medicine and concentrating on it, Leng Lie suddenly grabbed her hand that was about to go down.
"What are you doing?" He was so strong that Nazhi was in severe pain.
"I want to help you rub it so that the medicine can be better absorbed." She said truthfully: "You are like this, what can I do?"
"What kind?" Leng Lie increased the strength on his hand, and Nanzhi grimaced in pain.
"You are the patient and I am the doctor. I have to think about your health, that's it!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his cold mouth, and he slowly let go.
Nanzhi stretched his tibia, and then continued to clean him angrily and helplessly. It was also at this time that she saw clearly the dense wounds on Leng Lie's back.
Like a knife, like a whip mark.
Although the wound was not deep, the scars were still shocking and made her feel extremely frightened.
"Just because that makes you scared?"
Sensing Nanzhi's trembling hands, he laughed teasingly: "I thought you had so much courage to dare to negotiate terms with me."
