After she left, Jian Ning'an walked up to the man and asked with a smile, "Doctor Jun, why does she call you "Brother Chen"?" ”

"Angel, don't ask, the less you know, the better." He took a step back, then turned to leave.

Prison Ning'an stood in place in a daze, unclear about the situation for a while......

She sat down on the sofa, thinking that her missing family must be in a hurry, so she went to touch her phone in her pants, but found that the phone was missing, and she didn't know if she had lost it in a hurry.

She used the landline in the room to call, but she could only play the internal line, and she had to give up.

After tossing for most of the night, Prison Ning'an was actually very tired, but because he was excited to see Dr. Jun, he fell silent at the moment, and the sleepiness came up.

She snuggled up on the couch and fell asleep.

Not long after she slept, she began to heat up, and in a familiar pain, she woke up.

Prison Ning'an was sweating profusely, his back was soaked, except for the pain of the wound on his right shoulder, and there was a burst of pain in his abdomen.

Her heart sank to the bottom, and she realized that she might be sick, and her whole body was like falling into an abyss, and her whole body was cold.

She hadn't been sick for a long time, and the medicine Dr. Jun gave her didn't carry with her, so she panicked and wanted to get up, but her bones seemed to fall apart, and she didn't have any strength.

"Dr. Jun...... Dr. Jun ......" She shouted twice at the door, but her voice was not loud, because her voice was completely dry.

The fear in her heart instantly swallowed her, and Prison Ning'an rolled over and fell directly from the sofa to the ground, fortunately there was a carpet on the floor.

She climbed forward two or three meters, and then she could no longer climb, her eyes were dizzy and black, and finally, she fainted......

After some time, in the darkness, she heard someone shouting in her ear, "Angel? Angel？ ……”

This voice has appeared in her dreams countless times, and she is very familiar with it, it is Jun Yuesheng!

She tried to open her eyes, but only half a slit was opened, and in her blurred vision, she saw a figure dangling in front of her.

She subconsciously reached out to grab it, but she couldn't lift her arm, and her body seemed to be heavy, sinking and sinking......

“Angel？ Don't sleep, wake up......" The man's voice was in his ears, and he listened with a little eagerness.

Prison Ning'an pulled the corners of her mouth, she was very happy, at least Dr. Jun still cared about her ......

With this thought and joy, my eyes went dark again, and I fell into endless chaos......

………

After sleeping for a long time, it felt like it had been centuries, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were bright.

She felt very glaring, closed her eyes again, and slowly opened them for a while.

What catches your eye is the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, which has a unique illumination pattern, which is different from the common styles of European and American styles.

She turned her head and looked around to find herself lying in a bedroom.

The room is huge, about 100 square meters, luxurious and exquisite, facing the bed and the floor-to-ceiling windows cast sunlight into the sun, and the curtains are blowing in the wind.

The furnishings in the interior are very strange, classical furniture, carpets with unique patterns, exquisite luxury everywhere, completely Thai style, revealing a strong exotic atmosphere.

Prison Ning'an sat up suddenly, she first lowered her head to check her clothes, she was wearing a white robe and pajamas, and she was neatly dressed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and moved herself, finding that her strength had regained and that she could move freely despite her weakness.

She lifted the quilt and got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and opened the curtains, her eyes widened in astonishment at what she saw—