Chapter 43

The bodyguard was silent for a long time, but he was lucky that he didn't listen to the explanation.

At the same time, the bodyguard suddenly understood Zhou ruo'an's real position in Ling Tianwang's heart, and knew what kind of attitude he should face each other in the future.

Who could have guessed that Ling Tianwang, who has never been close to women, would have such a day. The bodyguard thought in his heart that his expression was a little complicated.

Red sleeve was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, subconsciously stood up straight body, head hanging low.

However, Ling Tianwang didn't mean to stay and talk to him. He didn't even see the red sleeve standing outside the door. All he saw was Zhou ruo'an lying on the hospital bed.

Walking on the road, Ling Tianwang regretted for the first time why he arranged Zhou ruo'an's room so far away.

"See you," he said, looking at the man who came in a hurry, the servant girl outside knelt down and cried.

Listening to the voice coming from outside, Zhou ruo'an's expression changed and subconsciously lay down.

Zhou ruo'an grinned and didn't know what he thought just now.

It seems that an inexplicable person appeared in his mind, directing himself to make such actions, just to maintain his image in front of Ling Tianwang.

Aware of the thoughts in his heart, Zhou ruo'an's face changed, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Let's invite the doctor over," Ling Tianwang said after a quick pause.

Without looking at the man's frightened and surprised face, Ling Tianwang took a deep breath and pushed the door in. Every step was extremely smooth.

Zhou ruo'an quietly lay on the bed, his head slowly turned to the direction of the voice, and calmly asked, "are you here to visit me?"

All along, Ling Tianwang felt that this was a scam in front of him. Until this time, his tight mind finally relaxed.

"You wake up, he didn't cheat me," Ling Tianwang opened his mouth and sighed silently. On the contrary, he didn't answer Zhou ruo'an's question.

Zhou ruo'an tilted his head, trying to play his excellent hearing, but accidentally pulled the wound, immediately couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, a burst of grin.

Looking at Zhou ruo'an's performance, Ling Tianwang's eyes quickly crossed a trace of panic.

"What's the matter?" Ling Tianwang asked in an urgent voice, "are you sick?"

"No problem," Zhou ruo'an took a deep breath, forced down the uncontrollable gasp, and pretended to be calm in a low voice.

Ling Tianwang hesitated for a moment, gently wiped the sweat on Zhou ruo'an's forehead, then turned and walked out under the gaze of the other party.

"I don't know where the doctor is," Ling Tianwang said in a serious low voice, "I'll go out to meet him."

Without waiting for Zhou ruo'an to express his opinion, Ling Tianwang's back has quickly disappeared in front of him.

After a moment's silence, Zhou ruo'an's eyes crossed quickly. He could not laugh or cry, because he always felt that Ling Tianwang was running away.

But run away? Thinking about the identity of Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an is a little curious about why he has somehow linked him with this idiom.

Ling Tianwang stood quietly outside the door, and the cool wind from the side slowly depressed the agitation of his heart.

He was carrying his hands on his back. His broad robe and big sleeves blocked the fingers that he was constantly rubbing. His erect hair exposed the reddish earlobe.

"Lord, please come over," the little boy called in a low voice.

"Do you know what it is?" The miracle doctor walked in front with an excited face and kept mumbling in his mouth.

The little guy behind him trots all the way, his eyes are full of helplessness, careful response.

"I don't know," he replied.

Before people arrived, the voice came first, and the doctor's jumping tone soon fell into Ling Tianwang's ears.

"Is that girl awake?" Doctor some excited asked, eager to try to push the door.

Looking at his action, Ling Tianwang can't help frowning and whispering, "he's awake now, but when can his injury get better?"

"Take good care of it, and it will be better soon," the doctor waved his hand and said.

Ling Tianwang's frown still didn't loosen. Thinking about Zhou ruo'an's weakness, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed,

"do you have any painkillers in your hand?" Ling Tianwang asked.

The miracle doctor's expression was stiff for a while. He looked at Ling Tianwang in disbelief, but suddenly he thought of something, and his eyes flashed a little surprised.

"You and the doll..." The doctor raised his finger to Ling Tianwang and pointed it to the room. He asked hesitantly.

Looking at his puzzled appearance, Ling Tianwang's heart quickly crossed a little uncomfortable, and said vaguely, "it's not settled yet. Don't talk nonsense."The doctor slowly took back his fingers, looking at his eyes is very meaningful.

"Don't worry, I'm not the one who likes to chew the tongue," the doctor said solemnly, with a serious expression.

"It's just the soup for pain relief, but I have nothing to do with it," said the miracle doctor.

Although Ling Tianwang had already guessed the answer, he still couldn't help crossing a disappointment in his eyes.

"Trouble the doctor," Ling Tianwang waved his hand and walked in first.

The miracle doctor quickly followed him, and he was a bit of a fairy when he was quiet.

Hearing the disordered footsteps, Zhou ruo'an subconsciously looked up and looked over. His eyes swept over the doctor's face and soon fell on Ling Tianwang.

"This is the doctor," Ling Tianwang said softly, "don't worry about it."

Zhou ruo'an picks his eyebrows, and then his eyes fall on the person who follows Ling Tianwang.

"Please," Zhou ruo'an nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

The miracle doctor waved his hand and put it together.

Although knowing that pulse detection is the first barrier of TCM treatment, Zhou ruo'an is still uncomfortable watching other people's fingers move around his wrist.

He stifled the urge to pull his hand back.

"Relax," the doctor looked at Zhou ruo'an in surprise and said helplessly, "it's just a pulse."

Zhou ruo'an took a deep breath, nodded stiffly, still had no way to really relax himself.

The doctor took a deep look at him and didn't say anything.

Zhou ruo'an quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, his trust in traditional Chinese medicine dropped again.