Chapter 1810

"I'll do it for you now." Nangong Xueer reacts and helps Qimo up, letting him lean on himself.

In a hurry, he untied the rope that tied his hands.

After his hands were liberated, Qimo finally breathed a sigh of relief, even though the pain on his body was still shouting, but at least it was not as painful as just now.

"Qimo, what's the matter? How're you feeling now? Are you better? "

Although, know oneself this words appear too superfluous, but, South Temple snow son still can't control oneself, asked a mouth.

"It's OK. Just take a break."

Even if you can't find any extra strength, in order not to worry Nangong Xueer, Qimo uses her last little strength to prop herself up.

Dragging the body that may collapse at any time, with the help of Nangong Xueer, he goes to the corner with difficulty.

After helping Qimo to the corner and sitting down, Nangong Xueer was pulled hard at his face, which was so white that he could hardly find any human color, and the weak coughing.

"Qimo, take a rest first. I believe they won't make any more moves for the moment. I just wrote something to them. It will take at least two or three hours to get ready."

Because I don't know where his injury is, Nangong Xueer wanted to give him comfort, but she was afraid to touch the place where he was injured.

She also had to sit down beside him, stretched out her hand on his forehead, and gently wiped the bean sized sweat from time to time.

"Well." Qimo nodded weakly and said nothing more.

He is perhaps the only one who knows what he is now.

Seeing his tired appearance, Nangong Xueer no longer talks, but has been sitting quietly beside him, always paying attention to the changes of every expression on his face.

Sure enough, after about two hours, I heard the sound of unlocking the door.

Then the iron door was pushed open from the outside, and Qimo woke up from the sound.

Looking at the two people sitting in the corner, Lily still smiles happily: "all the things you want are ready. They are all in the medical room. Please come with me."

Nangong Xueer glanced at her angrily and stood up slowly with Qimo: "Qimo, let's go. Let's go first."

"Well." Qimo just nodded, struggled to get up, and walked slowly to the door with her.

After waiting for them to go out, Lily just hummed coldly, glanced at them outside the door and motioned them to follow.

Looking back at the two men, trying to make their words sound plain.

"I'm going to develop some drugs for surgery. Also, I don't like to have outsiders watching me when I do research. If you really want me to develop drugs earlier, you'd better not follow in. "

When they heard this, they stopped and looked at each other. Then they backed out and helped her close the door.

However, for the sake of caution, they locked the door from the outside.

Taking her eyes back, Nangong Xueer looked at the still expressionless praying and said softly, "I'll help you to have a rest there first."

After that, without waiting for Qimo to respond, she has helped him and walked slowly to the operating bed.

Help him to the bed and lie down. Seeing that he doesn't mean to resist at all, Nangong Xueer's brow tightened a little more: "Qimo, how do you feel now?"

His face was really bad, but it was inevitable that he would not look good if he was beaten so hard. But he even spoke in a weak voice. She was really worried.

"It's OK. I'll just lie down and have a rest." Qimo looks up at her and wants to smile at her. However, she coughs again.

"No, I'd better check it for you. I'm really worried if I don't check it clearly." Never seen him so weak side, Nangong Xueer not only worried, more is heartache.

"I'm fine. You go and help yourself. Otherwise, the development will be slow, and they don't know how to embarrass you."

Nangong Xueer's nose is sore again. At this time, he is still thinking about his own affairs.

"Well, take a break first, and I'll go to work." Finally, she nodded and turned to the medical table.

Not really willing to put him down, but, don't want to see him in front of smile to see.

Is it difficult for him to laugh?

Looking at her petite figure farther and farther away, a complex look at the bottom of Qimo's eyes slowly floated up. Suddenly, another heat flow surged up in her mind.

In order not to let Nangong Xueer see her faults, Qimo turns her head to the other side, presses her big palm on her chest, and reluctantly swallows the almost blurted out smell.

Because of forbearance, pain goes through every blood vessel of the body, and cold sweat comes out from the forehead and face.Looking back at Nangong Xueer who has started to work, her eyes become more deep.

The girl is still here. He can't sleep like this.

As long as he has a breath, never let anyone hurt the girl.

They're going to deal with her unless they step on his body!

The corner of the lip gently raised Yang, looking at Nangong Xueer's slender back, Qi Mo's face slowly showed a few invisible smile.

As long as the girl is OK, everything else is not important.

Qimo quietly looked at the girl who was still busy. He didn't know how long it was. Suddenly, he thought of something and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Looking at Nangong Xueer, he said in a dumb voice: "Ya Ya, is there any volatile gas with color here?"

"Colored volatile gas?" Nangong Xueer stopped her action and looked at him. After thinking about it, she said, "yes."

"Take it and put it on the window."

"Oh." Although I don't know his intention, Nangong Xueer did it.

Take the bottle full of gas and put it by the window.

"Open the bottle."

Nangong Xueer nodded, unscrewed the bottle cap, then looked back at him, as if waiting for his next instruction.

"Well, just leave it here. Go back and do your own business." Looking at Nangong Xueer, who is staring at herself for a moment, Qimo still smiles.

Nangong Xueer clearly understood something in his smile.

I want to say something to him, but I think that if they are slow, they are likely to come back to Qimo to vent their anger.

Nangong Xueer didn't think about it any more. She turned around and went back to the medical table and continued to be busy.

There are so many people outside. It's not a good thing to talk here.