If Su Li knew that the punishment of the system was to turn herself into a waste person who could only lie on the bed, then she would rather be beaten to death by Qin Qiliang.

She slowly awoke from a blank white, a somewhat blinding white.

As soon as she moved her fingers, she felt her wrist grabbed with such force that it seemed to crush hers.

"Su Li, you're awake! Do you feel sick in your body? Does your leg still hurt? ”

The voice was low and magnetic, with a thick nasal voice, but it did not hide the panic and concern in his tone.

Su Li tilted his head sideways and looked at him.

Jing Rongjing was still wearing the clothes of that night, his hair was messy, and there was unconcealable tiredness in his scarlet eyes.

At this moment, he was clutching her wrist tightly, and his eyes were full of panic and concern.

Su Li shook his head, looking at the man who had always been neat and tidy, but he was so embarrassed at the moment, and a little sourness came to his heart.

"I'm fine."

She tried to open her mouth to comfort, but found that her voice had become thin and weak, like a kitten that had just come out of the nest.

Thinking of the punishment that the system had told her in the space, Su Li felt a mouthful of old blood suffocating in her heart.

Jing Rongjing was also stunned when he heard this, Su Li's voice was thin and soft, like a small brush passing through his heart.

Inexplicably felt a tightness in his throat, he bent his lips, suddenly remembered his embarrassed appearance again, and smiled bitterly, "Su Li, I'm like this, isn't it ugly?" ”

He remembered that Su Li was a face control, and he especially liked good-looking people and things.

He is now like a frightened fawn, Su Li's every move, a look and a heartbeat all affect his heart.

"It's not ugly."

Su Li wanted to reach out and rub the top of his hair, but found that he couldn't lift his hand.

It's as if all the strength has been drained.

Jing Rongjing lowered his eyes slightly, and a faint sadness appeared on his delicate and fair face, but it was fleeting, as if everything that happened just now was dazzling to Su Li.

"Then I'll go wash up first."

He didn't tell Su Li that he didn't dare to close his eyes for a moment during the day and night when she was unconscious.

For fear of missing any of her reactions.

Song Zeye said that the wound in Su Li's body was very strange, and for a while, he couldn't find a solution. If Su Li didn't wake up today, he could only take Su Li back to the headquarters, where there were advanced instruments and doctors.

If Su Li goes back, the chances of them meeting again from now on are almost zero.

Through Song Zeye's tone, he knew that Su Li's life experience was not simple, she had a big secret and a lot of responsibility.

But in his heart, she is still the little girl who doesn't know how to take care of herself.

"Knock knock."

There was a polite knock on the door of the room.

"Come in."

Pushing the door in, there was a slender and white hand, the man was tall, wearing a thin trench coat in beige at first sight, without a belt, casually, revealing the short sleeves and long pants inside, with a thin waist and long legs and wide shoulders, and a very good body proportion.

He put his hands in his pockets, his steps were slow, but like a gust of wind, his temperament was elegant, his body was as handsome as a green bamboo, and he was indescribably noble and arrogant.

Standing in front of Su Li's hospital bed, his black hair was soft and flowing, his eyebrows were like distant mountains and green daisies, his nose was thin and his lips were thin, and he was not as beautiful as he could be.

Those extremely good-looking phoenix eyes, which are light brown under the light, seem to have the ability to capture people's hearts and souls, and make people's minds empty for a moment.

He raised his lips and smiled, this scene should have been picturesque, but the smile in those beautiful phoenix eyes was almost nothing, with a slight chill.

"Su Li, you're very good."

There was a warning in his voice.

Su Li didn't panic at all, "Long time no see, Sao Fox." ”

Hearing this familiar title, Song Zeye was slightly stunned, and after a while, a touch of surprise appeared in the eyes of the peach blossoms that were raised, "You, you don't pretend?" ”

He didn't expect Su Li to admit his identity so quickly.

Su Li raised his eyebrows, "Are you surprised?" Brat. ”

Song Zeye's face instantly sank again, and if he looked closely, there was still an abnormal flush on his cheeks, "Can you not call me a little brat." ”

"I'm so much older than you, it's more than enough for you to call me a little ancestor. What's wrong with calling you a little brat? Su Li said with a somewhat wicked smile.

"Then why don't you call Jing Rongjing a little brat." Song Zeye asked unhappily.

"When I was told to know you, you were a knee-tall kid."

"Okay......"

has been like this since childhood, Song Zeye will never be able to compete with Su Li.

He opened the medicine box at the head of the bed, measured Su Li's temperature and applied the medicine according to the process.

When spraying medicine on Su Li's left leg, there was finally a crack in his eyes that were as calm as water, and his hands holding the medicine trembled a little.

"It doesn't hurt."

Su Li bit his lip and forced a smile out.

"yes, I know." Song Zeye took a deep breath, "Anyway, for the sake of Jing Rongjing, you are always willing to sacrifice." ”

"Didn't I get hurt a lot before?"

In the previous life, Su Li often went out to solve some supernatural problems, and often came back with an injury, at that time, the little Song Zeye would hide behind the door and watch Su Li heal himself, at that time, he secretly swore that he must study medicine.

"It's different." Song Zeye finished giving her medicine and tied up the bandages.

"What's the difference, isn't Jing Rongjing also an ordinary human being? If I were someone else, I would do the same. Su Li was a little puzzled, Song Zeye was suddenly so hostile to Jing Rongjing.

"You don't understand anything." Song Zeye lowered his eyes and said lightly.

"The little kid has something on his mind." Su Li concluded.

Suddenly, she lowered her eyes, looking at the wounds on her body that were so good, her eyes suddenly focused on his wrists, and her tone suddenly became serious, "Are you using your blood again?" ”

Song Zeye had a serious illness when he was a child, all the drugs didn't work, and the doctors asked them to prepare for the future.

Su Li suddenly appeared and took him away, and when he returned to the alliance three days later, Song Zeye jumped up and down again, and his body was stronger than before.

During the time when Su Li took Song Zeye away, he used his ability to reinvent his whole body, and since then, Song Zeye has retained Su Li's healing ability in his body.

In order to protect him, Su Li had instructed more than once that if it wasn't a special circumstance, he would never tell this secret to others.

Human greed and lust are sometimes more terrible than demons.

"Nope."

Song Zeye subconsciously put his hands behind his back, his eyes a little evasive.

"Give me your hand."

Su Li's gaze was a little cold.

In an instant, Song Zeye saw Su Li again, who had taken him to the corner of the wall for a lesson because he had done something wrong.