Chapter 1

The night is like weaving, huge and pervasive, occupying the whole room and spreading quietly. A bunch of light moonlight creeps in from the window, not only does not bring light, but sets off the whole room more bleak and dead.

On the hospital bed shrouded in darkness, a person lay quietly, motionless.

The closed door was suddenly opened a small crack, the light outside the door rushed in from the crack, casting a pale shadow.

Yin's hand was on the doorknob, waiting for three seconds. The room was quiet, and the people inside seemed to have calmed down. One hand carrying a tray from the door into the flash, because afraid to wake up the people inside, so every step is very careful.

You know, the man inside is the most famous and powerful noble son in Nanxing City, and the only successor of the chaebol group ningou.

He was injured in a car accident and admitted to hospital. He nearly died on the operating table because of his serious injury. After a day and a night of rescue, he was rescued from death. However, his left leg was seriously injured, which made him unable to walk normally in the past six months. On the second day when he learned of the result, he demolished the whole special ward, and all the things that could be broken and moved became his tools for venting. Even a nurse who came in to clean up the mess was smashed by him. Since then, no one dares to get close to this evil spirit.

If he didn't have a plan, he naturally didn't want to provoke him.

Safely close to the bed, she gently exhaled a breath, carefully put the tray on the ground, ready to stretch out her hand to lift the quilt, hand has not yet touched the corner was a strong force to pinch the wrist, just about to open the mouth was savagely thrown out by the other side, if not for her physical strength, will be thrown to the ground.

"Get out of here!"

When the first drink, is such a very offensive word.

Hearing this, Yin Gu subconsciously raised his head and looked at the person hidden in the dark. The faint moonlight reflected on the ground, reflecting a piece of frost, closely fitting each other's outline, and sketching a piece of ice.

"Mr. Ning, it's time to change the dressing." She replied gently to show her intention.

The person holding her hand raised the other hand and pressed the switch. The dark and silent room suddenly became very bright, and the almost dazzling light stabbed into Yin's eyes.

Ning Ou looked down at the woman in the nurse's clothes. A mask covered most of her face, but her eyes were as pure and moving as amber.

Even so, there was no pity in his eyes.

"I'll say it again, get out of here!"

Yin Gu looks at Ning Ou in front of him. Although his face is still pale, his rebellious eyebrows are not decadent. On the contrary, they are as sharp as knives.

Because of anger, the eyes with the light seem to be covered with frost.

"In that case, I'm offended!"

As soon as the words were finished, her hand suddenly drew out of Ning Ou's tightly held palm. When he couldn't react, she grabbed his hand with extremely fast speed and tied it to the bed bar at the back.

When ning'ou reacts and wants to struggle, she's already tied up.

"How dare you bind me Ning Ou didn't expect that he would be tied up one day. His handsome features were covered with ice and cold.

Yin Chi looked at Ning ou with a ferocious face, and answered calmly and fearlessly: "yes, I am binding you."

Reach out to lift the quilt that Ning Ou cares about very much, she also raises her eyes quite interestingly, after seeing Ning Ou's pale face, she continues to pull up his trouser legs with a low eyebrow. In other people's eyes, the terrible wound is a kind of commendable mark for her.

The wound was five centimeters above the knee, wrapped in thick gauze, and the shape of the wound could not be seen, but the mottled blood above also knew that the wound was really deep.

Ning Ou is infuriated. Because she can't move, she can only let her open the reality that she has been unable to face. When her hand slowly rolled up his trouser legs and the blood stained bandage came into his eyes, his body could not help shaking. As the bandage was cut open and removed one by one, his breathing became disordered and his cold sweat broke out.

When the gauze was completely removed, Yin saw the wound sewn with thread and cut it from the outside of the leg to the inside of the leg, which was more than ten centimeters. The wound is still not anti-inflammatory, the whole knee and upper end are red and swollen, especially the skin around the wound is bulging like fermented steamed bread.

If the impact force at that time was greater, the whole left leg would be cut off when the iron piece pierced.

The sound of breathing too quickly reverberates in his ears. Yin Gu puts away his eyes and starts to change his dressing. It's not long and it's not short. It's just that ning'ou can't maintain the superficial arrogance.

"The medicine has been changed." After covering his legs with the quilt, Yin Gu raised his head, bent his eyes and said to Ning ou with a smile.

Ning Ou's face was cold and sweaty, and his face was so white that he seemed to experience a battle of life and death.