Chapter 1372: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Six Hundred and Thirty-Five)
Probably because I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past two days, so I held his hand and sat on the edge of the bed and watched him all the time, feeling the warmth in his slightly cold palm, and I could feel it on his wrist. With the beating of the pulse, the sound of rain outside, and the smell of medicine in the room, Feng Ling just sat on the small wooden stool with his forehead on his hand and fell asleep.
After only sleeping for less than ten minutes, suddenly there was thunder in the sky, Feng Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and when he looked up, Li Nanheng was still sleeping. The temperature on his hands was always warm and cool, and his pulse was intermittent. The beating is maintaining the extremely fragile life at present.
Feng Ling opened his eyes and looked at him, clenched his hands tightly, then moved the small stool forward, and leaned closer to the side of the bed, holding his hands like this, while watching the man's weak sleep Face.
From Washington to New York, then to Jerusalem, to this Gorjing farm, I have been looking for him for so many days, and now he is still alive, even if he is seriously injured, even if he is asleep, he at least has a stable breathing and vitality. Jian can feel his temperature and see his presence.
I don't know what he thought of, Feng Ling slowly raised his hand, pressed his warm palm to her face, and gently rubbed his hand on her face, his eyes kept on look at him.
Until then, there were hurried footsteps outside, and Carrie and the doctor hurriedly brought back the medicine. After entering the door, Carrie shook the water on the umbrella, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Feng Ling guarding the bedside. Seeing her holding Li Nanheng's hand, she wanted to say something, but she endured it and didn't say anything. In a blink of an eye, the doctor gave her a wink and asked her to continue to help, so Carrie had no choice but to follow.
When he went to the side to continue dispensing medicine, Dr. Menga said softly in the local language: "Miss Feng seems to have rushed here from a long distance to find him."
Carrie lowered her head to get the medicine and didn't reply, but her face was obviously a little unhappy.
"He doesn't belong to you," said Dr. Montana again.
Carrie pursed her lips and said after a long time, "I know."
"It's good to know that there are many men who like you in our small town. You don't need to be too concerned about an unknown outsider. Moreover, it is obvious that they are a very affectionate couple."
Carrie was bored for a long time before she said: "Uncle Mona, I have never thought that an oriental man is so good-looking before. When I brought him back by the river that day, I just wanted to save people. I didn't realize this until I wiped him clean." The man is really good looking..."
"It's not yours to look good."
"...I know." Carrie pursed her lips: "When Miss Feng came to look for someone that day and said she was looking for her fiance, I knew."
Looking at her unwilling little eyes, Dr. Mona smiled, knowing that she had a sense of proportion, but she was not very good at restraining her emotions, so she didn't say any more, and only reminded one last sentence: "You are a doctor."
"Um."
Feng Ling couldn't understand their conversation, and had no time to listen, because Li Nanheng woke up.
He moved his fingers first, probably because he felt that someone was holding his hand, and he was about to move it away instinctively, but she held it tightly instead.
He opened his eyes, even though he couldn't see, he didn't make much movement, but he seemed to know instantly who was sitting by the bed holding his hand.
Seeing that he had woken up, Feng Ling got up quickly, as if he was afraid that his presence would irritate him again, he muffled his voice and didn't dare to speak, but turned his eyes towards the doctor's direction as if asking for help.
Seeing this, Doctor Meng walked over, and Feng Ling let go of his hand. When he let go, the man didn't grab her with his backhand like before, but continued to hang her hand quietly. At the bedside, there is no extra movement.
The doctor went to check his current physical condition, Feng Ling kept looking at the bed, unwilling to leave an inch, until ten minutes later, the doctor backed away from the bed, she saw that Li Nanheng had closed his eyes again, but it seemed There is some redness around the eyes, it should be just that the eyes are uncomfortable,
It's not that he fell asleep again.
Doctor Mona turned around and went back to get the medicine, and said a few words to Carrie at the same time. After listening to it for a while, Carrie turned around and translated to Feng Ling: "Uncle Mona said that he applied medicine to his eyes during the day. Later, it was probably because the eye irritated by the drug was uncomfortable, so it was taken off again. He just woke up, and when he opened his eyes, there was still some drug irritation left around the eyes, so the eyes were red, so don’t worry.”
Feng Ling didn't say anything, but nodded gratefully to Carrie.
Carrie looked at her with unwilling eyes, but there was nothing she could do. No matter how women and women were natural enemies, she could only be regarded as a healer at this time, but she just saved a man. You can't really compete with others for a man. In that case, grandma will probably beat her to death with a cane.
After a while, the doctor handed Feng Ling a freshly made bowl of mixed medicine that looked like black, green and green, meaning to let her feed Li Nanheng the medicine.
When Feng Ling took it, Carrie gave the doctor a displeased look at the side. The doctor pretended not to see it, and signaled Feng Ling to take good care of it. Feng Ling nodded and went to the bedside with the medicine bowl in his hand.
Only then did Dr. Mona give Carrie another warning look like an elder. Carrie pouted, picked up her umbrella angrily, turned around and went out.
Feng Ling heard the door opening and closing at the bedside, looked at Carrie's back, and then turned to look at Dr. Mona. The doctor gave her a look of "it's okay, don't worry about her", and Feng Ling took it back. out of sight.
She first tried to lift Li Nanheng up from the bed. The man on the bed seemed to be aware of it when she touched her hand. When Feng Ling was about to avoid him, his hands pressed him lightly and slowly, firmly And what he didn't allow him to resist was to lift up the rare and weak man who couldn't even beat him with a finger, and then picked up the pillow and another quilt on the side to help him make a comfortable bed behind him that he could lean on. place, and then gently pressed him so that he could lean there.
Li Nanheng obviously resisted her. Although Feng Ling had never spoken, they were too familiar with each other. A habitual movement of his hand, a breath of breath, even if it was silent, even if he couldn't see it, he would He could accurately detect that it was her beside the bed.
Feng Ling blew on the medicine lightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully fed it to his mouth. Seeing that he did not open his mouth, she put the black and green medicine back to her mouth and tasted it. The taste was still very strange. It was disgusting, and it was similar to the medicine Ah K used. He felt that there was nothing wrong with the temperature, so he continued to hand it to his mouth.