Chapter 123: Is he out for another fight?
Nanchuan Shijue's pupils suddenly shrank, and he sheathed his fangs like a tamed beast. "It's a concussion. The doctor told you to rest and not get angry."
"Then don't mess with me, okay?"
"Don't be angry, we won't bother you, Shengsheng." Gong Ye also raised his hands, chuckled and retreated to the window.
The ward finally returned to silence. The young nurse removed the gauze from Ning Fengsheng's forehead and changed her dressing...
Being stared at by two men the whole time, the young nurse felt embarrassed.
One is as mighty and handsome as a wild beast; the other is as elegant as a noble gentleman.
After changing the medicine, Moss came in with a lunch box, and the delicious aroma of sea cucumber porridge wafted in the air...
Nanchuan Shijue couldn't hold back any longer, so he went straight up and said he wanted to feed her.
Over there, Gong Ye also opened the thermos box and filled a whole bowl of chicken soup...
Seeing Gong Ye's quick move, Nanchuan Shijue suddenly jumped up and swept his long legs across -
The porcelain bowl drew an arc in the air, and the soup splashed onto Gong Ye's shirt, burning him so much that he groaned.
"My feet are slippery." Nanchuan Shijue curled his lips, picked up the porridge and sat down beside the bed, "I'll feed you."
Ning Fengsheng looked at the silver spoon that was handed to his lips, but before he could open his mouth, Gong Ye suddenly bumped into him.
The steaming porridge was poured onto Nanchuan Shijue's chest, flowing down along his well-defined chest...
"Sorry, I didn't stand firmly." Gong Ye said in a light voice.
Nanchuan Shijue clenched his fists, and Gong Ye was ready to counterattack at any time...
"You guys fight, I'm leaving..." Ning Fengsheng was about to stand up, but suddenly he covered his forehead and staggered back - he felt so dizzy, was this how dizzy he felt after a concussion?
The two men reached out to help at the same time, but pushed each other away the moment their fingertips touched.
"Don't touch her!"
"You're the one who should get out!"
Nanchuan Shijue took the opportunity to grab the glass water cup and threw it over. Gong Ye dodged it and the cup hit the wall. The flying glass fragments scratched Moss's arm and he cried out in pain.
"Master, Mr. Gong, please stop fighting. The doctor said Miss Ning needs to rest."
What is going on? He was just standing there and yet he suffered such an unexpected disaster.
Nanchuan Shijue pursed his thin lips, his arrogant chin tensed.
Gong Ye curled his lips and smiled, and a sinister crack appeared on his gentle mask.
The air was filled with the flames of war... The two men were like dormant wolves, both wanting to kill each other.
"Fight again," Ning Fengsheng leaned against the headboard and said weakly, "It would be better to beat him to death, so I don't have to do it myself."
"Ms. Ning, please eat something first. You've been comatose since yesterday and haven't had a single bite of hot food..."
Moss rearranged the dishes nervously, and the two men faced each other across her bed.
In order to prevent them from arguing again, Ning Fengsheng asked to eat by himself and no one else was allowed to touch...
…
In the afternoon, the doctor came to see me and said that I needed to rest for a day before being discharged from the hospital.
Ning Fengsheng was half leaning against the head of the bed, her pale face sunken into the pillow, a cloud of irritable gloom pressed under her black eyelashes - her head was dizzy, and the world was spinning when she stood up, and she couldn't go anywhere.
However, there is a plague god standing on each side.
These two men can't be driven away. It seems that they will stay here and will stay with me all night!
Nanchuan Shijue sat on the left chair with his long legs crossed, his tight muscles wrapped in a black haute couture suit, and he was playing with a scalpel with his fingertips.
The cold light reflected by the blade was facing Gong Ye on the right——
The latter swiped his phone slowly, deliberately showing the intimate photo of Ning Fengsheng and him hugging on the screensaver, with a half-smile in his eyes behind the lenses.
"You're deaf, didn't you hear what the doctor said? Shengsheng needs to rest." Nanchuan Shijue suddenly spoke, and the tip of the knife stabbed into the bedside table with a "ding". "It's time for you to get out."
Gong Ye pretended not to hear anything. He took the grapes handed to him by his assistant and carefully peeled them with his slender fingers: "Young Master Nanchuan may not know that 60% of the shares of this hospital are in my name."
"Acquisition." A violent aura surged between Nanchuan Shijue's brows.
"Huh? Yes, yes, I'll prepare it right away." Moss was confused.
"Even if Young Master Nanchuan is powerful, the acquisition process will take two days. I am still the top director."
"Transfer to another hospital." Nanchuan Shijue became annoyed.
"Shengsheng is dizzy even when she gets down to the ground, why do you have to torture her?" He handed the crystal clear fruit flesh to Ning Fengsheng's lips.
Nanchuan Shijue was quick-witted and crushed the grapes, causing the juice to splash onto the corners of Ning Fengsheng's lips...
Ning Fengsheng: “…”
Nanchuan Shijue's pupils suddenly contracted, and he raised his hand and overturned the entire plate of grapes: "She's allergic."
Gong Ye chuckled and licked the juice from his hand: "Allergic? Shengsheng loves grapes the most."
“She loves apples the most!”
Nanchuan Shijue grabbed the apple from the fruit basket. A cold light flashed, and the peel formed a spiral of thin strips...
He cut the peeled apple into small pieces, his movements a little clumsy, after all, peeling fruit has always been a job for servants.
"Eat." He handed the apple piece to Ning Fengsheng's mouth.
"You didn't wash your hands and ate what I peeled."
Two apple pieces with toothpicks stuck in them were handed to Ning Fengsheng...
Nanchuan Shijue's blade suddenly turned and stabbed the opponent's back of the hand accurately—
Gong Ye grabbed an apple and raised his hand to block it.
The moment the tip of the knife pierced the apple, Ning Fengsheng couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the pillow and threw it at him: "If you want to hit me, go out and hit me!"
Nanchuan Shijue walked out first with his long legs, and Gong Ye followed.
If he doesn't beat this bitch to the ground today, he will pronounce his name backwards!
As the two men were about to walk out, one in front and one behind, Ning Fengsheng said in a leisurely voice, "Whoever starts it, get out of my sight."
The two figures froze at the same time.
Ning Fengsheng really didn't want to care about them. Killing them would be the best, but Gong Ye couldn't die yet, and Nanchuan Shijue couldn't be hurt again.
"Master, Mr. Gong, for Miss Ning's sake, please be patient and stop fighting."
"I'll listen to Shengsheng." Gong Ye smiled gently, "I'll never do it again."
“…”Nanchuan nobleman.
"Our young master is also obedient. He listens to Miss Ning the most." Moss said.
Ning Fengsheng took a deep breath. It would be better to be obedient. Her head had been buzzing and she felt dizzy all day.
She slept for a while with her eyes closed. She had been on the IV for too long and felt groggy and sleepy.
When I was woken up again, I saw two more servants opposite me, making the bed.
Two luggage bags were left beside the bed, the man's shoes were on the floor, and the man's clothes were hanging on the shelf...
Ning Fengsheng only took a glance and knew that it was the property of the Nanchuan noble family.
She will be in the hospital until tomorrow, and this man can't wait to move his family here?
The bed next to Nanchuan Shijue was simple, with only Gong Ye's coat lying on it.
There were two suspicious large footprints on the white bed sheet.
Judging from the shoe size, it is worn by Nanchuan Spyker.
Ning Fengsheng was speechless. It seemed that they really wanted to stay overnight.
But... where's that person? Did he go out to fight again?
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