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She didn't expect that Bo Liang Chen would actually agree to help her. The condition was that she had to take care of Liang Zhen until he was completely recovered.

From the time she was able to walk down the stairs until now, she had almost never found any trouble with her, and every night she even had him accompany her to read and listen to her. This kind of day was something she never dared to think about, even though she was tired out to the point of giving herself to other interns, she was actually very relaxed. Although she couldn't speak to this man called Liang Zhen every day, she was already satisfied because this man always brought her surprises.

A bouquet of flowers, a ribbon, a silk scarf, a copy of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, and so on all filled her day with novelty. Her favorite was the fresh gardenias in the ward every day, the faint scent of gardenias in the air, the smell of disinfectant in the ward that she was most grateful to this patient for.

Liang Zhen liked to write poems, so she helped him decorate and order each of his poems together. In Liang Zhen's ward, the walls were the work of two people.

Ouyang Jing felt that if she could serve this man for the rest of her life, there wouldn't be any great regrets in her life.

The happiness on her youngest daughter's face could not escape the eyes of these two men.

Liang Zhen wryly smiled as he looked at Ouyang Jing who was immersed in his own world. Such a pure girl needed very good care and protection, but he himself had been in a deep sleep for 10 years.

Beauty Jing looked at them suspiciously. Then, she shook her head and stopped thinking about it. There was a voice in her head.

Forget everything and start over. Don't try to open your own meridians. To yourself, it is harmful but useless. Remember, you can only control your own life!

As the words dissipated, the chaos in his mind immediately cooled down. The perplexity and confusion that was binding his body vanished.

Beauty Jing narrowed her eyes slightly.

The man in front of him seemed to be someone who had just woken up from a long sleep. The medicinal fragrance emitted from his body was his own medicine, so, this man should be his previous patient.

Opening her clear eyes, Beauty Jing did not hesitate to hold a flashlight, telling the patient to open her mouth.

Sure enough, the patient's voice had become sticky.

Her eyes rolled quickly as she picked up her belt. If she remembered correctly, there was a pill in her lifeless pill that could stimulate the human body's potential. It could stimulate the human organs, stimulate the vocal organs, and wake up the sleeping body.

After rummaging through her belt for a long time, she finally found a medicine bottle as thick as a finger. She happily poured the medicine out and put it into the man's mouth. The man didn't even have time to react before the pill dissolved in his mouth.

A sharp pain came from his mouth. He gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with inconceivable pain.

Beauty Jing looked at the man and smiled, "Endure it. If you can't endure the bone-piercing pain, even if your leg is crippled, I won't treat it. "Hrmph." Beauty Jing wanted to test the man's perseverance, but she didn't use a silver needle to stop the pain on his face.

Ouyang Jing clenched her teeth and clenched her fists. Unknowingly, she had started to worry for this man. When she saw the man trembling in pain, sweat trickling down his face, she stepped forward and held onto Beauty Jing.

"Darling, why don't you use some painkillers or silver needles to prick your acupoints? Are you just going to watch him suffer so cruelly?" Ouyang Jing's crescent eyes were filled with love and tears as she grabbed on to Beauty Jing's arm, trying her best to grow bigger.

"Don't worry, it won't take more than a few minutes. If he uses painkillers and acupuncture, his leg will probably be in a much worse condition, and the surgery on his leg will be even more terrible than this. If I want to recover his hamstring, then he'll have to suffer even more pain, you guys talk about it, if you feel that you can't even endure these small pains, then you shouldn't do the surgery again."

Beauty Jing didn't want to hurt them. No matter who they were previously, even if they were strangers, they would have to go through this trial.

A few minutes later, Liang Zhen's hospital gown seemed to be drenched in sweat. Bo Liang Chen walked up and used a towel to wipe Liang Chen's face and hands.

"How is it? Are you feeling better? " Beauty Jing pulled Liang Zhen's wrist, silent good pulse.

His pulse was stable, indicating that the patient's signs were completely normal. The blockage in his blood flow had now become smooth. Now it was up to the patient's will.

"Yes." A hoarse voice came out of Liang Zhen's throat.

The dryness made him cough violently. He covered his mouth with his hand.

A fishy and smelly smell rushed out from his mouth.

Bo Liangchen's hands were quick. He used a towel to catch that mouthful of black blood, and immediately followed up with a series of fierce coughs.

A few mouthfuls of black blood stained the white towel. Ouyang Jing, who was standing to the side, panicked as she began to look for a towel.

He found a few towels in Beauty Jing's private closet and handed them over in a fluster.

"Swish swish swish, swish! Beauty, will he be alright? Will he die?" Her eyes were filled with tears and she was extremely flustered. For no reason, she started to worry about this man who had no relationship with her.

She was 24 years old and had no boyfriend. She had never been in a relationship and didn't know what love was. She longed for a prince charming to come and love her every day.

The man chased after her. She hid in the laboratory to find her father so that they could conduct experiments together. At the beginning, some boys tried their best to get close to her and attract her attention. However, she coldly rejected them all.

"Are you willing to be my guinea pigs? If you want to be a test subject, stay in the lab with me and let me do some research. " Ouyang Jing was smiling innocently, but everyone knew that this cold beauty was cold-blooded.

She stood in front of the man with the scalpel and asked, "My dad is currently experimenting with human skin grafting. It is said that after success, the skin made from fiber will be the same as the skin of the human body. Should I try it on you first?" He took the scalpel and slashed at the man's white arm.

Since then, as long as the boy knew about it, he wouldn't dare to provoke her anymore. No one knew if she was dead or alive, so she brought him to the laboratory, and no one knew exactly what happened, except that everyone was spreading the word that the ice beauty was a perverted evil woman who liked to deal with dead people, and also liked to keep the scalpel in her pocket to scare people off. After a while, Ouyang Jingjing became an ice-cold beauty of the Capital Medical University, until half a year ago, a similarly cold beauty came to visit.

When Beauty Jing saw the flustered Ouyang Jing, she frowned and asked, "Are you nervous with him? What does he have to do with you? "

"My patient, if something happens to him, I'll be doomed for the rest of my life." At this moment, her heart was completely filled with this man. If this man died, then her good days would come to an end, and her beautiful life would come to an end. Thinking of this, her heart ached.

"You like him?" Beauty Jing was an extremely intelligent little woman. Although she was only 18 years old and had experienced many years, her sensitivity and recognition far exceeded that of ordinary people. Thus, this was the conclusion her brain gave her.

At this moment, Ouyang Jing's nervous expression, actions, words, eyes, and unconsciously nervous expression were the normal behavior of a young girl toward a person she was interested in.

Ouyang Jing was stunned on the spot. Her delicate oval face was flushed red, and her curved crescent eyes were watery. They carried anxiety, shyness, and worry.

After Liang Zhen coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, he felt as if the foreign object that was stuck in his throat had disappeared. He couldn't help but sit up and say with great difficulty, "Water."

Although her voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear, it was very clear. Beauty Jing stood up and brought him a cup of water.

Bo Liangchen threw the bloody towel in his hand into the trash can, washed his hands in the bathroom, and brought over a spittoon.