Chapter 363

Zhou Heng hesitated for a while. Finally, he decided to take off Yang Hongye's clothes first.

At this time, Yang Hongye is still wearing the black tights she wore during the audition. It seems that before the medical staff who treated her had enough time to change her into loose clothes, she was ordered back to Yang Fu.

When Zhou Heng first took those bandages apart, the thick and thin blood holes of Yang Hongye's fingers, which were made by wanwan, also appeared in front of Zhou Heng. These blood holes almost penetrated Yang Hongye's body, at the same time, also left some pieces of clothing in the wound. There are also some wounds on which the originally tight clothes have been glued to the skin because of blood stains. Therefore, before using soul fire for Yang Hongye, Zhou Heng must first remove these clothes glued to the body and clean the wounds at the same time.

He tried to pull Yang Hongye's coat, which was stained with blood. When he pulled it, it also affected Yang Hongye's wound.

"Hiss -" Yang Hongye's expression suddenly became painful.

Zhou Heng stopped his action subconsciously. Under his gaze, Yang Hongye's expression slowly eased down. It didn't seem to wake up because of the pain.

Zhou Heng is a little relieved. If he happens to wake up when he takes off his Yang Hongye clothes, it's embarrassing to think about this scene. Although Zhou Heng has learned the knowledge of Shennong medical canon, he has not received professional training. For doctors, the operation that they are used to is still full of strangeness and embarrassment. However, because of this sense of shame, Zhou Heng can still be called "human". When these "human" parts are swallowed up, what is Zhou Heng then?

After Yang Hongye calmed down, Zhou Heng began to drag her clothes. The other side's tights seem to be conjoined. Zhou Heng observed for a while, but he didn't find the zipper of the tights for a moment. Behind the back? Zhou Heng is going to turn Yang Hongye over.

At this time, he was sensitive to the changes in the respiration rate of red leaves.

At the same time, the situation is different! Yang Hongye's upper body on the bed suddenly turned over, and then she supported the bed with one hand and swept her legs toward Zhou Heng.

"You listen to me explain --" Zhou Heng wanted to explain, but Yang Hongye's legs had caught his head.

"It's not what you think!" It's very easy for Zhou Heng to subdue the injured, but he doesn't want Yang Hongye to be hurt more.

It's a pity that Yang Hongye didn't listen to Zhou Heng's explanation. She threw her legs and threw Zhou Heng on the bed. At the same time, she felt her hand behind her waist - there should have been weapons like daggers, but these weapons were taken away by the doctor in the ambulance. No way, she had to shake hands into a fist, toward Zhou Heng's face.

"Hello Zhou Heng's physical ability is far better than Yang Hongye's. He was caught on the bed by Yang Hongye's legs, and he easily raised his hand to block the blow. At the same time, his legs are also raised - Zhou Heng's body is not as flexible as human beings, and his limbs can be easily bent to the point that Yoga trainers can't do. In other words, even if the upper body is locked, he can easily raise his foot to stun the girl.

But his feet stopped at the back of Yang Hongye's head, and a strong wind came from the back of Yang Hongye and moved her hair.

"Listen to me," Zhou Heng looked at Yang Hongye seriously, "I just wanted to save you, not to * insult you!"

Yang Hongye's expression became confused.

"Also, can you let me go first, this posture is very strange." Zhou Heng, whose head is locked with his legs, said helplessly. Now, with a slight head deviation, his face could touch the wrong place.

But it is obvious that Yang Hongye has not believed Zhou Heng. One hand of her has been caught by Zhou Heng, and the other hand is clenched in the air, and has not been beaten down. If she wants to hit the punch, Zhou Heng's foot will stop behind her head faster than her fist. So the two sides froze in a very awkward position on the white bed.

After a while, Yang Hongye's body suddenly shook.

"You lose too much blood," Zhou Heng said hastily. "You'd better lie down first."

Yang Hongye looks at Zhou Heng suspiciously and seems to think that Zhou Heng is a very strange person. After they looked at each other for more than ten seconds, Yang Hongye finally let go of Zhou Heng, and then she jumped out of bed.

"Hello Zhou Heng also quickly sat up, "I haven't cured you yet!"

But Yang Hongye didn't pay attention to him. She went straight to Yang Zihuan's hospital bed. "Brother Zihuan." It was the first thing she said when she woke up.

"I've cured him," Zhou Heng said. "I don't believe it. Look, there's no wound on him."

Hearing Zhou Heng's words, Yang Hongye went to inspect the wound on Yang Zihuan's body. After seeing the skin without any scar, Yang Hongye's expression became more and more surprised.

"Now you believe me." Zhou Heng's tone has a little proud meaning, "I tell you, not only is there no trauma, even no sequelae."

Heard Zhou Heng's words, Yang Hongye's face finally showed a little smile, this is the first time Zhou Heng saw Yang Hongye smile."You look good when you laugh." When he involuntarily said this sentence, Zhou Heng quickly covered his mouth.

Fortunately, Yang Hongye doesn't care about Zhou Heng's words. She stands by Yang Zihuan's bed and looks at Yang Zihuan who is half asleep and half unconscious. Her expression gradually relaxes.

"Well, don't disturb him." Zhou Heng said with a smile, "let me treat you."

Yang Hongye looked back at Zhou Heng and said, "no, I will cure myself."

Zhou Heng shrugged: "that's OK." Since the other party said so, he would not rely on the other party to cure her. Besides, it seems that Yang Hongye is not friendly to himself.

"That," Yang Hongye frowned and stood in the same place, "that."

"Why?" Zhou Heng looks at Yang Hongye doubtfully.

"Thank you." Yang Hongye finally said this sentence. How many years has she not given thanks to humanity?

"I haven't saved you yet. What can I thank you for?" Zhou Heng smiles.

"Thank you. I cured Zihuan." Yang Hongye quickly added.

"You're welcome. Your father said there would be a big gift for me." Zhou Heng told a joke to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

"Is it?" Yang Hongye's expression recovered in confusion. At this time, she supported her body and went out. Before she took two steps, she twisted her feet and fell to one side.

Before she fell to the ground, Zhou Heng caught her.

"It seems that I have to help you." Zhou Heng said with a smile.