Hearing this, Mu Wu turned his head to look at him and carefully examined his expression.

"Cousin, what kind of mentality do you have towards Prison Ning'an?" She knew that he cared about her more than ordinary friends.

I just don't know, are there any other feelings?

The man chuckled, of course he understood what she wanted to know, and Zhengse said, "I didn't say anything when I avoided exposing my identity, and I didn't say anything when the prison clan was looking for a heavenly doctor, if it weren't for Xu Yi, I wouldn't have agreed to treat her......"

He supported his elbow with one hand, and stared at Jian Ning'an with dark eyes, "During the treatment, I also knew her better, but I thought she was very pitiful, so I cared about her as a sister, hoping that she would recover her health and be able to live like a normal person......"

"That's all?" Mu Wu paid attention to his eyes, and did not miss a trace of heartache that faintly flashed in the man's eyes.

"I know what you want to ask, it's just to know if I like her or not." He frowned and confronted the question.

"Are there any other feelings?"

"Nope." The man's answer was crisp.

"Really?" Mu Wu hoped that something would at least make her feel that her cousin was not sexual-cold-indifferent.

"Hmph, don't test me." The man snorted coldly, got up and stepped to the bed, staring at the sleeping prison Ning'an, "I admit it, it's true that I care more about her than ordinary people, maybe it's pity, prison Ning'an is really ......"

"Pathetic?" Mu Wu also stood up, tilting her head and waiting for him to say the next thing.

The man shook his head: "She is not pitiful, her family around her loves her very much, and she is happier than many people at this point, but she is ......"

He sighed, "I can't say it, I just think it's a pity that I've been living in pain......"

Mu Wu was silent, patted him on the shoulder, and silence was better than sound at this time.

The two stood silently for a while, Mu Wu went out first, and not long after she left, Prison Ning woke up.

She had completely subsided her fever and was much better, and she remembered that she was stopped by the man, so she lay down and talked to him.

"Doctor Jun, is my illness incurable? It doesn't seem to be doing well with this repeated recurrence. "A doctor once said that once leukemia recurs, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Don't think too much, you need to get some rest." He sat down on the edge of the bed and said with a serious expression, "After returning to the Empire, remember to rest in bed and don't think nonsense." ”

"Huh." She suddenly smiled, with a bitter smile.

Prison Ning'an's eyes stared at the ceiling, his eyes were a little hollow: "Sometimes it's really tiring to think about life, why do people have to live?" ……”

The man frowned, but he couldn't find words to comfort her at the moment, so he could only pat the back of her hand.

She smiled again, staring at the ceiling somewhere, "I'm thinking, it's better to die, it's a hundred dead, so as not to worry my family, I ......"

"Prison Ning'an, what are you doing here?" Mu Tingchen shook her hand violently, and his tone became cold, "I said that you would be fine, why are you so self-defeating, this is not like your character, you have always been strong and have a strong desire to survive, what's wrong today?" ”

Prison Ning'an turned his head to look at him, stared at his good-looking facial features, and smiled faintly, "My own body knows by itself, it should not be cured, I used to be strong but I didn't want my family to worry, but now that they are not here, I don't want to force myself to deceive myself, Doctor Jun ......"

"Prison Ning'an!" The man interrupted her, his eyes cold, "I told you, psychology determines physiology, if you keep holding this negative mentality, then the gods can't save you!" ”