Chapter Seventy: Temperatures Close to the Dead



Nangong Yi did not expose Su Xiaoxiao's true identity. When she looked at him in astonishment, he gently picked her up and carried her to his car.

"Don't think about anything, and rest for a while if you're tired."

"Are you really Nangong Yi?"

Su Xiaoxiao felt that the man in front of her was completely different from the one she remembered. This overly protective behavior also made a name flash through her mind.

But there are some differences between them.

Does it hurt?

After Nangong Yi carried her into the car, he gently touched her wound. The heartache that reappeared in his eyes made Su Xiaoxiao feel slightly stung.

She quickly turned her head away, and the instant she touched her wound, she didn't hesitate to brush away the stray hairs stuck to it.

"it hurts"!"

"Don't move."

When Nangong Yi saw that the wound, which had not been bleeding before, started to bleed again because of her rough handling, his brows immediately furrowed.

He knew she was uncomfortable, but he still gripped her wrist tightly and warned, "Su Xiaoxiao, don't test my patience. It won't do you any good to anger me."

After saying that, he quickly started the car.

However, only he himself knew the worry and unease hidden deep within his cold eyes.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him cautiously, and seeing his cold expression with his lips tightly pressed together and no words spoken, she suddenly had the illusion of being relieved.

Fortunately, he is still Nangong Yi!

With a "pfft," Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She turned to look at Nangong Yi's cold, stern profile, and as her finger slowly poked at his face, she chuckled and said, "Nangong Yi, it's better if you're like this, otherwise I'll start to misunderstand you as..."

Halfway through her sentence, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly lunged at Nangong Yi. If he hadn't used his arm to slightly block her, she might have been injured a second time.

"Su Xiaoxiao, what are you up to?"

Nangong Yi moved his arm slightly, and when he noticed that Su Xiaoxiao was not quite right, he quickly pulled over and helped her straighten up.

"Su Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Nangong Yi spoke softly, but when his hand touched her forehead, which was even colder than before, he was suddenly startled, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart at that moment.

"Xiaoxiao, we haven't arrived at the hospital yet, you can't sleep, do you hear me?"

Nangong Yi grabbed her phone and quickly dialed Huangfu Junhao's number. The car's air conditioning was also turned up to the highest setting in an instant.

"Where the hell are you, you damn fool?"

As soon as the call connected, Nangong Yi roared at his good brother on the other end of the line, gripping the phone so hard that the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

It is unclear what Huangfu Junhao said to Nangong Yi on the other end of the phone, but after hanging up, he immediately unlocked the car door.

With a screech of brakes, Huangfu Junhao's car turned from the opposite direction and stopped directly behind Nangong Yi's car.

He hurriedly jumped out of the car and quickly opened the car door on Su Xiaoxiao's side.

Suddenly, a gust of hot air hit my face.

What are you doing?

"Her body was unusually cold."

Nangong Yi's forehead was already sweating profusely, but he didn't care at all. He just kept rubbing Su Xiaoxiao's arm and looked at her nervously.

Huangfu Junhao knew what was going on at a glance, but he couldn't tell the truth here.

Su Xiaoxiao's body temperature is now close to that of a dead person.

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