Chapter 1103: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Sixty-Six)

After hanging up the phone, Li Nanheng opened the door and went to the bedroom. Feng Ling had already woken up after a nap.

"What do you want to eat?" Li Nanheng turned on the light in the bedroom.

Feng Ling sat up slowly on the bed, and looked at the sky outside the window in a blink of an eye: "What time is it?"

"It's four o'clock in the afternoon. You haven't eaten since noon. Your current boss, Mo Jingshen, told you to rest with me recently, so you don't have to accompany Ji Nuan."

Feng Ling raised his hand to get the phone, but it was a bit difficult because of the injury on his arm. Li Nanheng went to help her take the phone over and handed it to her. She took it and took a look. It was indeed past four o'clock.

"What do you want to eat?" the man asked patiently.

"There's nothing to eat." Feng Ling was uncomfortable because of the injury, and it was uncomfortable to move, but he didn't want to lie on the bed all the time.

She moved her body slowly and wanted to get out of bed, but Li Nanheng knew that she didn't like to lie down all the time, so he reached out to help her: "Come on, slow down."

The man's voice was so gentle and patient that Feng Ling couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at him. Their eyes met. Li Nanheng looked at her: "What? Where does it hurt?"

"No." Feng Ling didn't say much, just walked out of the bedroom like this, sat down in the living room of this suite, and then looked around, there are several other rooms here, even if she really listened to Mr. Mo Li Nanheng should not be so beastly as to do anything to her.

Their jobs and occupations lead to too many injuries. It's not like she hasn't recuperated in Li Nanheng's place before. This cold and domineering man always seems to be very good at taking care of her. Nothing out of the ordinary.

She glanced at the injury on her arm and asked, "When should I change the dressing?"

"After eight o'clock, simply scrub and change the dressing. After changing the dressing, lie down and go to sleep." Li Nanheng threw the medicine box on the coffee table.

Feng Ling saw that there were several more effective wound medicines in the medicine box. He probably asked someone to buy them during the few hours when she accidentally fell asleep in the bedroom.

Those of them who came out of the XI base have always dealt with trauma by themselves. At most, they would go to Dr. Wen in the base. Otherwise, they would just get some medicine and forget about going to the hospital.

Everyone is very good at bandaging, even people like Feng Ling have gradually gained experience in bandaging, not to mention Boss Li who has been in the base for so many years.

He said to change the dressing at 8:00 and wait until 8:00, so what should we do now?

She didn't want to sleep anymore, and she didn't want to stay with him...just like this.

Originally, Feng Ling wasn't hungry, but the feeling of not being hungry might just be because he just woke up, and he didn't feel hungry, but his stomach was already growling a few times.

Li Nanheng glanced at her, and repeated the question just now: "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine except dumplings." Feng Ling pressed his uncompetitive stomach, with an obviously unhappy expression.

Li Nanheng smiled directly: "It is said that the dumplings in this hotel are good, and they are made by hand."

"Don't eat."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Feng Ling stood up on the sofa and took a few steps slowly. She really didn't want to stay in the same room as him, but if she went out alone at this time, she would either cause trouble for Li Nanheng or Mr. Mo , It is not the time for willful nonsense.

Feng Ling walked to the window and looked out, and saw a food court not far away on the street, and said: "Mrs. Mo passed by here with me a while ago, and I ate at the food court downstairs. The taste of a rice noodle is very good.”

"Do you like rice noodles?"

"I haven't eaten it in the United States before. After arriving in China, I tasted a lot of new things and found that rice noodles are delicious." After Feng Ling answered, he turned to look at him: "Can I eat rice noodles?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Li Nanheng picked up the phone: "I'll ask them to pack it up for you."

"No, I want to go out to eat by myself."

Li Nanheng glanced at her: "You want to go out after being so hurt?"

"I'm a skin wound,

I've slept all afternoon and now I'm very refreshed. As long as you walk slowly and don't touch the wound, there will be no problem. You also know that I am used to exercising, so it would be uncomfortable for me to keep suffocating in the room. "

Seeing her persistence, I also know that she is trying to avoid the embarrassment of being in the same room with him. After waking up, she seems to be in a much better state. The injuries on her arms and legs can be blocked as long as she wears long-sleeved clothes. , except for a little pale face, there is nothing unusual.

Li Nanheng urged people to bring in the clothes that he had arranged for someone to buy for her before, and asked Feng Ling to go back to the room to change, and took her out directly.

Feng Ling still had some pain in his leg when he was walking, but it didn't affect anything. When he walked into the elevator, Li Nanheng looked down at the little woman who was leaning against the wall of the elevator with a pale face: "Isn't it that it doesn't hurt? It's not that I can hold it back." ? Regret it now, it’s still too late to ask someone to pack it up and send it up.”

"Need not."

It's been eight years of stubbornness.

Li Nanheng resisted the urge to rub her hair, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and sighed somewhat helplessly and indulgently at her.

If you want to touch her at this time, even if you touch a strand of her hair, she will probably explode.

In the past, it was because her emotions were always suppressed and too flat, and he felt uncomfortable. Now he finally knows how to provoke her, and she is indeed ready now. If she wants to co-exist peacefully and lure people's hearts back, she still needs some countermeasures .

Although T City is about to enter winter and the weather is very cold, it is like a city that never sleeps.

It was already very cold at nearly five o'clock in the evening, and the wind was very strong. The cold wind blew on the face like a knife, and pierced into the neck.

The coat that Li Nanheng asked someone to buy for her was quite warm, but the person in charge of buying the clothes forgot to buy a scarf. Seeing her neck being blown by the wind, the man who was just walking beside her suddenly stretched out his long arms and directly embraced her. The man is so much taller than her, and the coat on his body is opened enough to block her neck exposed to the cold wind.

Feng Ling froze for a moment, and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't use too much force on his arms and legs, otherwise the wound would hurt. She resisted as she walked, but the man held her tighter when she resisted: "Don't make trouble! , you want to catch a cold while being injured?"

Feng Ling had no choice but to look towards the road opposite the hotel while being held in his arms.

At this time, the street lamps lined up, illuminating the entire night sky above the head. There were many shops near the hotel with all kinds of things, and the food city she wanted to go was getting closer and closer.

Although the Food City was upstairs looking down, it was only one street away, and it took about ten minutes to walk there, Li Nanheng seemed to be afraid that she would really freeze, so he reached out to hail a taxi, and opened the door: "Go in. "