Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1372: The Story of Ling and Heng (635)

It was likely because she hadn't had a good sleep in the past two days. She held his hand and sat by the bed to watch him. She felt the warmth in his slightly cold palm and could feel his pulse on her wrist. Outside, the sound of rain and the fragrance of medicine filled the room. Feng Ling sat on the small wooden stool and pressed her forehead against his hand to sleep.

After sleeping for less than ten minutes, Feng Ling suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Li Nanheng was still asleep. His hand was warm and his intermittent pulse kept him alive.

Feng Ling opened her eyes to look at him. She held his hand tightly and moved the stool forward, leaning against the bed even more. She held his hand while looking at the man's weak and sleeping face.

From Washington to New York, to Jerusalem, to this Gorkin farm, she had searched for him for so many days. Now, he was still alive. Even though he was seriously injured and unconscious, he at least had a calming breath and vitality. Her fingertips could feel his temperature, and she see his existence.

Feng Ling seemed to have thought of something. She slowly raised his hand and pressed his warm palm against her face. She gently rubbed his hand against her face and watched him.

At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside. Carrie and the doctor rushed to bring the medicine back. After entering, Carrie shook off the water on the umbrella. She turned to see Feng Ling guarding by the bed. She then looked at her holding Li Nanheng's hand and wanted to say something. She resisted the urge to speak and turned to see that the doctor gave her a look to ask her to continue helping. Carrie could only follow.

When he went to the side to continue preparing the medicine, Doctor Mona said softly in the local language, "In order to find him, Miss Feng seems to have rushed here from a very far place."

Carrie lowered her head to prepare the medicine. She did not reply, but her expression was clearly unhappy.

"He doesn't belong to you," Doctor Mona said again.

Carrie pursed her lips for a long moment before saying, "I know."

"It's good that you know. There are many men in our town who like you. There's no need for you to pay too much attention to an unknown outsider. Furthermore, it's clear that they are a loving couple."

Carrie was depressed for a long time before she said, "Uncle Mona, I've never thought that an oriental man was so good-looking. That day, when I brought him back by the river, I only wanted to save him. After wiping him clean, I realized that this man is really good-looking."

"Even if he looks good, it's not yours."

"I know." Carrie pursed her lips. "I knew it when this Miss Feng came to look for her fiance."

Seeing her unwilling expression, Doctor Mona smiled. He knew that she knew her limits, but she was not good at restraining her emotions. He did not say more and only reminded her one last time: "You're a doctor."

"En."

Feng Ling could not understand their conversation and had no time to listen because Li Nanheng had woken up.

He first moved his fingers, probably sensing that someone was holding his hand. He instinctively wanted to move his hand away, but she held it tightly instead.

He opened his eyes. Even though he couldn't see, he didn't move much. However, he seemed to instantly know who was holding his hand.

Seeing that he was awake, Feng Ling quickly got up. She was afraid that her presence would agitate him again. She kept her voice low and did not dare to speak. She only turned to look at the doctor for help.

Doctor Mona approached and Feng Ling released his hand. When she did so, the man did not catch her like he used to. Instead, he quietly placed his hand down by the bed and did not do anything else.

The doctor went to check on his current condition. Feng Ling's eyes were fixed on the bed, unwilling to move her eyes from him even an inch. After more than ten minutes, the doctor moved away from the bed. She saw that Li Nanheng had closed his eyes again, but his eyes were slightly red. It seemed like his eyes were uncomfortable and he did not continue sleeping.

Doctor Mona turned back to continue applying the medicine. At the same time, he said a few words to Carrie. After listening for a while, Carrie turned back to translate to Feng Ling: "Uncle Mona said that he applied medicine on his eyes during the day. Afterward, his eyes were probably affected by the medicine, so he took it off again. He just woke up and when he opened his eyes, there were still some medicine left around his eyes. That's why his eyes are red. Don't worry."

Feng Ling did not say anything but nodded gratefully at Carrie.

Carrie looked at her with unwilling eyes, but there was nothing she could do. No matter how much a woman and a woman were natural enemies, at this time, she could only be considered a doctor. She had only saved a man. She couldn't really snatch a man from someone else. If that happened, her grandmother would probably beat her to death with a walking stick.

After a while, the doctor handed a bowl of black and green medicine to Feng Ling, asking her to feed Li Nanheng the medicine.

When Feng Ling received it, Carrie glared at the doctor unhappily. The doctor pretended not to see and indicated for Feng Ling to take good care of him. Feng Ling nodded and brought the bowl of medicine to the bedside.

Doctor Mona then gave Carrie another warning look like an elder. Carrie pouted and angrily picked up her umbrella and left.

Feng Ling stood by the bed and heard the door open and close. She watched Carrie's back and then turned to Doctor Mona. The doctor gave her a "don't worry about her" look before Feng Ling looked away.

She first tried to help Li Nanheng up from the bed. The man on the bed seemed to notice it when her hand touched him. When he was about to avoid her, Feng Ling gently and slowly pressed him down. She firmly supported the man who was so weak that he couldn't even defeat her with one finger. She then picked up the pillow and another blanket by the side and made a comfortable place for him to lean against. She then gently pressed him down so that he could lean against it.

Li Nanheng was clearly resistant to her. Although Feng Ling had never spoken, they were too familiar with each other. The movements of one hand and the breath of the other. Even if it was silent and invisible, he could accurately sense that she was by the bed.

Feng Ling gently blew on the medicine, sat by the bed, and carefully fed it to his mouth. Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, she put the black and green medicine back to her mouth to taste it. The taste was still strange and disgusting, similar to the medicine K used. She felt that there was no problem with the temperature and continued to bring it to his mouth.