"Qing, are you feeling better?"
He Yiru asked softly. \ Jian Qing threw the empty syringe on the ground and carefully felt the pain in her body subside little by little.
"The symptoms have been relieved and whether it can be cured requires a test to confirm.
How do you feel?"
He Yiru rubbed her belly and showed a broad smile, "I think it's very effective and it doesn't hurt anymore."
Jian Qing's face darkened slightly, she clasped He Yiru's hand, pressed her palm against hers, lowered her eyes and said, "Yiru, don't be so impulsive if you encounter something like this again in the future."
He Yiru's warm and mellow warmth like clear pine came from the palm of his hand, and his heart trembled for a moment, "I have no impulse, all these are my original thoughts, I am very happy, I did what I wanted to do, and I also I don’t regret anything I did.
I’m just sorry for causing trouble to you.”
"Yi Ru, I don't want to blame you, I just want to say that you should cherish yourself.
Do you know how critical this incident is?
Do you know that I almost couldn't save you?"
Thinking of the day and night race against time these past few days, he couldn't help but be afraid.
What would happen to him if the twenty newly cultivated viruses couldn't save her?
Even if he has nb, it is a life-for-life plan, and it is not easy to start it.
Once the opportunity is delayed, he doesn't know what the consequences will be, and he doesn't want to know.
He Yiru could see the heavy shadows under his eyes, and could also see the mental and physical exhaustion in his eyes that was only revealed at this moment, and she felt a sense of distress in her heart.
She lowered her eyes, lingered with her fingertips in his generous and warm palm, and said softly, "Qing, do you know, these days, I have never been afraid.
Because I know that you are always here, and I am never alone. , so no matter what the outcome is, I will accept it with peace of mind.
I feel really lucky to have met you."
Jian Qing looked at the afterglow cast by her eyelashes and reached out to touch her cheek, "Yiru, this world is not as simple as you seem, and I may not be who you have always known me to be."
He saved lives and injured, but his hands were stained with blood, and he also swayed through night and day.
But these dark worlds are exactly what she has never understood, and they are also darkness that she cannot be contaminated with.
He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to be so easily emotional.
He only knew that it was not easy for him to meet a gentle woman like her who could fall in love with him, and it would be a pity to miss her.
There was a clear understanding in He Yiru's eyes.
She knew before that he was mysterious and had many unknown stories, so she chose to get close to him.
But hearing him speak so honestly to her now made her suddenly feel particularly at ease.
He has his secrets, and she also has hers.
They are all touching each other with their sunny sides.
They are so clean and pure, elegant and fresh under the sun, but what about them at night?
Are they all determined and entangled, persistent and painful under the cold moonlight?
He Yiru listened to the breathing of the man beside him, and suddenly realized that she was no longer curious about his world and no longer wanted to touch it.
But this also means that she will have no reason to exist in his world anymore.
But the life he gave her was so warm and gentle, how could she stand up and walk out: