Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 864 What Are His Wounds?

Nangong Jing felt that her body temperature was almost freezing, her brows were furrowed, and she subconsciously quickened her pace.

When Wen Hao saw Nangong Jing coming back with Jian Junxi in his arms, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately got out of the driver's seat and opened the rear door for him.

Nangong Jing let her lie in his arms, Wen Hao took out the stethoscope, her heartbeat was very slow and light, and he took her temperature again, frowning.

Nangong Jing checked all the people around her, knew that he was a doctor, and did not stop him.

After he finished the examination, Nangong Jing asked suspiciously: "She often faints like this recently, and seems to be asleep? What's wrong?"

Wen Hao stared at Jian Junxi's face, and after a moment of silence, he explained in a low voice: "In the early days, he didn't allow himself to rest, his brain was overloaded, and he suffered from nervous headaches.

There is also a meal without a meal, and in addition to being too tired these days, without a good rest, the physical strength is all on his own, and this will happen when the spirit breaks down.

He should not be tired or stressed now, it is best to rest, otherwise, such situations will only become more frequent! "

Nangong Jing frowned, took out her mobile phone and sent Jiang Heng a message, instructing him to go directly to the downstairs of Renci Hospital, put the mobile phone back into her trousers pocket and asked, "Are there any blankets or thin quilts in the car? "

"No..." Wen Hao replied quietly, ready to start the engine.

"Wait a minute!" Nangong Jing took out her mobile phone again and dialed Jiang Heng's number.

"Master?" Jiang Heng was very puzzled, didn't he just let him go by himself?

"Bring me the thin blanket in the car..." Nangong Jing hung up the phone after finishing speaking, Jiang Heng pouted, got out of the car, took the thin blanket from the back seat, and walked this way.

When he saw Jian Junxi hugging the sleeping Jian Junxi from the car window, a look of astonishment flashed through his dark eyes, and he handed him the blanket.

Nangong Jing took it and covered Jian Junxi's body, holding her tightly in her arms, trying to warm her cold body...

Wen Hao started the engine, Jiang Heng looked at the car that was drifting away, his mind was full of images of Nangong Jing hugging Jian Junxi, he couldn't figure it out, what did he mean?
Is he sure that he likes Jian Junxi?Where's Yang Feixue?Why didn't you find it all of a sudden?Could it be that he wants to be with Jian Junxi? If so, then...

He suddenly felt like the sky was falling apart, and he didn't know what to do...

Nangong Jing was about to put her cold hand on her chest, when she suddenly saw blood stains on her white shirt, frowned, and unbuttoned the cuff button of her right hand.
The dense black dots came into view, and when he saw her shocking little wound again, it still made his heart feel like a sharp knife passed by.

Especially the new wound, and the unhealed tooth marks, he couldn't figure it out, why did he hurt himself like this?He asked Wen Hao suspiciously: "What's the matter with his wounds?"

Wen Hao glanced in the rearview mirror, and replied helplessly: "I heard that it was because he was not allowed to sleep when he was studying or working, and he pricked himself with a needle..."

Nangong Jinghan narrowed her eyes slightly, there were more than a dozen cuts on her hands that were just pierced, and now she is not working or studying, so why bother?

He counted, there were twelve in total, and two small scars that had just healed, why two and twelve?He opened Jian Junxi's bag again.

There was a bloody needle inside, which was obviously just used, and there were a few that hadn't been opened. He went through everything inside and out, but he didn't find any medicine that needed to be injected.

(End of this chapter)