Chapter 51

It was difficult to make complaints about her heartbeat. Han Fei Tucao in her heart. The voice line of this person is perfect, and she has a little voice control, so she almost died in the voice line.

I don't know what the face under the mask looks like, but As the saying goes, voice and appearance are inversely proportional. Han Fei is much more affected by pleasant sounds in modern times. I can't say it's because she's too ugly to wear a mask, right? Cover up your bad looks?

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable she felt. The palpitation in her heart disappeared. Han Fei felt a little sympathy for the sick prince. She must be too ugly to wear a mask and refuse to show her face!

After finally pressing down the throb, Han Fei relaxed a lot and said, "is your health OK recently? Well, give me your hand and I'll have a look

Qin Che Yi Yan stretched out his hand, Han Fei began to give him pulse.

Only when the tip of his finger touched his cool skin, Han Fei still felt an irresistible tremor. Did this person have such a low temperature?

Han Fei frowned, but still concentrated.

Han Fei didn't know that when she was serious, her plump face would be tensed involuntarily, and her round eyes would be silent, and their eyes were full of strange brilliance.

From Qin Che's point of view

It's like a steamed bun.

Oh, because it's black, it's like a coarse grain bun.

Qin Che's lips are hooked.

After half a ring, Han Fei released her hand and said, "have you taken good care of yourself?"

Han Fei is going to be so angry that her pulse is even more disordered than before! She thought the body was about to hang up!

Han Fei can't see some patients spoiling themselves, especially those who are disobedient! No doubt, Qin Che stepped on her minefield, making Han Fei forget that the purpose of coming over is to brush the degree of affection!

Qin Che was stunned by Han Fei's roar and did not answer. The strong wind behind him exploded. He took a fierce step forward and said in a sharp voice: "be bold! How can you speak to the Lord like this

Han Fei fiercely took back: "how do you take care of the Lord! You are dereliction of duty! Yell at me before I cross examine you! Did you forget the last needle! I'll tell you, next time I won't be so soft hearted. I'll change the acupoint to make you half paralyzed! "

After a long time in the sand, the wind can't help but shiver, and can't say anything for a while.

Suddenly, he said, "don't blame him."

Han Fei stopped her anger and looked back at the man in front of her in silence.

"I don't have much time for this body."

Han Fei and the wind yelled at the same time: "Lord!"

Qin Che put down his sleeve, looked out of the window and said, "Han Fei, my body, I know myself. You don't need to blame yourself."

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Che knows his body better than anyone else. It's a gift that this broken body can hold up to today. He has been prepared from a long time ago. Therefore, he has no desire, no desire, no feeling. Will a dying person still have waves in his heart?

Han Fei's hand is clenched, staring at the person in front of her. It shouldn't be like this! It should not be such a bleak tone! This person, should not be like this!

Han Fei suddenly laughed, slowly vomited out a mouthful of turbid gas, and said: "in the end, the Lord still can't believe my medical skills."

Qin Che was surprised to turn around and said nothing.

Han Fei took a deep breath, knelt down, and said, "it's Hanfei's fault. The king's body is weak. It's not the wind. It's me. It's that I didn't do enough. Han Fei voluntarily pleaded guilty."

Qin Che frowned, he suddenly did not like her face this look, "get up."

Han Fei looked serious and said, "in the future, I will try my best to find time to come here. I hope the Lord can do what I say. You are weak. If you don't feel well, it will aggravate."

"You know, it's none of your business."

"No, Wang Ye is my patient. Han Fei will be responsible for it."

Slowly, even the eyes of the wind changed. He looked at Han Fei with a scrutinizing eye. The wind didn't seem to understand. When did this woman care about Wang Ye?

But is this concern true or false?

If Han Fei knew what the wind was thinking, he would scoff at him. This concern is more true than real gold! Her fate here can almost be said to be tied to the king, according to the system of urine, in case of the king hanging up, she absolutely has no good fruit to eat!

It seems that she has not paid enough attention to this Lord all the time! This is her negligence, but in the future absolutely want to check more!

After making up her mind, Han Fei said again, "Lord, whether you doubt me or not, I hope that in this period of time, you can not delay your health by giving me a little trust."

Qin Che suddenly laughed, but the smile was a little fleeting, so fast that no one saw him. He looked at the kneeling in front of him. Han Fei, with a serious look, said: "in the future, you don't have to kneel down."I don't like you on your knees.

The latter sentence Qin Che did not say, even he did not understand where this came from, just simple, do not like.

Han Fei was surprised and said secretly, didn't these ancients all like others kneeling on the ground to speak in order to appear superior? Did she get it wrong? But it's good not to kneel often. It's not easy for her to get up!

Han Fei finally got up, on the Qin Che has not had time to take back the emotional eyes, that moment of trance into Han Fei's heart.

Han Fei opened her mouth and said, "Lord, can I ask you a question?"

Qin Che nodded, as if to let her continue to say.

Han Fei swallowed her throat and said, "why You always call yourself me

Han Fei has been questioning this for a long time.

This man is clearly a king and a high position. Even if he has fallen down at the moment, he will not change his royal blood, but he has never used to call himself.

This man never called himself king.

From the beginning, his address was "I", I, I

In his eyes, it seems that he has no identity.

Han Fei does not like him like this, always feel stuffy, this sentence is like a taboo, she has not asked the exit, but this time also did not know where the courage to ask.

After a long silence, he said, "how can a dying man be king. How to bear the weight of a weak body. "

Sixteen words, words light as the breeze, the breeze, but in Han Fei's heart engraved traces.

Han Fei is a little bit out of his wits. She stares at him in a daze, and her complicated eyes are at a glance.

How on earth did this man survive?

How did you survive in such a panic?

Day after day, he stayed alone in the room, relieved of his identity and thoroughly understood life and death. The title of Lord may not be a glory at all for him, but a heavy burden on his weak body.

Han Fei's eyes are a little red, full of comforting words, but a word does not pop out, she suddenly did not know how to speak to this person.

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