Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

Nan Chengfeng: "His injury is not serious. He will be fine in half a month. But you should rest."

Nan Zhi nodded and stood up. She also understood that she needed to rest more. There would be many dangers waiting for her in the future and even for a long time.

"Fu Siqing, you go back first."

Fu Siqing shook her head and made herself some coffee: "A lot of things have happened to you recently. I feel something is wrong. I'm worried that someone wants to hurt you, so I'm staying here to protect you."

Nan Zhi was a little amused: "You want to stay? Then stay."

[Since Nan Wanyi's people have come to me to be used, why should I push them away? ]

Huo Ling's unhappy mood instantly disappeared after hearing Nan Zhi's words. He looked at Fu Siqing calmly, but his eyes were full of provocation.

Fu Siqing didn't know that Huo Ling could hear his inner thoughts, he just looked back at him sarcastically. No matter what, he was going to stay here.

Huo Ling was in a good mood today, but also a bad mood. She was in a good mood because something happened today, and the first person she thought of was herself. She was worried about herself. Even when she saw Jiang Li lying in a pool of blood, she was still looking for herself everywhere.

Besides, although Nan Zhi wanted to push him away, it was because she wanted to protect her, but she pushed Fu Siqing away because she didn't trust him, while she would always be trusted unconditionally by him.

There are definitely some bad things. She felt heavy-hearted because she knew that the dangers in the future were probably unavoidable, and he was also worried about this problem. What was even more sad was that with so many people here, no one could help her.

At night, when Jiang Li woke up, he looked around at the unfamiliar environment and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was not a hospital. He went downstairs in a hurry, ignoring the fact that the wound on his arm had split again and the gauze was stained red. He walked outside and found Nan Zhi's room.

He slowly pushed the door open, walked to the bedside and looked at the sleeping person with a sense of happiness in his heart. In fact, he had arrived two days ago. He did not send anyone to keep an eye on Nan Zhi, but he had watched the video of the dance competition.

He hurriedly finished the task, threw the organization's video to others and rushed over. Naturally, he also knew what Nan Zhi was worried about and the arrangements of the heavens.

He secretly, like a rat in a gutter, secretly guards his light. Even though this light does not belong to him alone now, sooner or later, it will belong to him alone.

Swish!

Jiang Li's pupils rolled, and he moved sideways to create some distance. He touched his waist as usual, but there was nothing there.

Huo Ling held the gun in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes: "What are you doing in the room?"

He had already felt it the moment he stepped out of the door. Having experienced so many assassinations since childhood, his hearing was different from that of ordinary people.

Nan Zhi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Huo Ling standing in front of her bed with a gun in his hand, pointing it at Jiang Li who was standing in the moonlight.

His skin was snow-white because he had lived in the dark all year round, and he looked extremely cold under the moonlight.

"Huo Ling? Jiang Li? Why are you here? Huo Ling, put down your gun first."

[What the hell, you took out your guns? ]

Huo Ling smiled, took back the gun and played with it, with the muzzle pointing at Jiang Li intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ziji, you need to ask the world's number one killer S what he was doing in your room so late at night."

Jiang Li watched Huo Ling playing with the gun. With a calm expression, he was actually looking forward to Huo Ling firing the gun.

If he gets hurt, the little princess will feel more sorry for him.

Before he fainted, he heard her calling Huo Ling...

"I'm afraid I haven't protected you well enough, and I want to see you."

Nan Zhi nodded. In the dim room, there was clearly something wrong with the color of Jiang Li's hand wrapped in white gauze.

"Your wound is broken?"

Jiang Li looked at his hands and nodded slowly. He didn't like to laugh, and it seemed like he hadn't laughed in all these years. But after meeting Nan Zhi, he seemed to like smiling at her more. He didn't want her to think that he was unhappy, so he wanted her to know.

I am very happy to be with her.

"It's okay, I'm glad you're okay."

Huo Ling found Jiang Li's expression somewhat amusing: "The person who was secretly spying on me was really you."

Nan Zhi sighed.

[Okay, I'll tell you, nothing good will happen if you get close to me, so we should get Huo Ling back as soon as possible.]

Huo Ling's smile froze, and he looked a little unhappy. Although he knew that Nan Zhi wanted to protect him, when did he, Huo Ling, hide behind his beloved woman and ask her to protect him?

"You're really skilled at breaking into someone's room late at night."

Nan Zhi coughed lightly.

[He is indeed a habitual offender.]

"Jiang Li, take care of the wound on your hand."

Jiang Li raised his hand and glanced at the injury calmly: "You come."

"Huh?" Huo Ling took a step forward with some displeasure.

There was no concealment of provocation in his eyes, but Jiang Li just looked at him coldly.

Nan Zhi frowned slightly. She knew that Jiang Li's injury needed to be treated, but she was also aware of Huo Ling's emotions. She didn't want to cause unnecessary conflict at this time, so she said softly: "Huo Ling, please go out first. I will help Jiang Li treat his wound."

Huo Ling's brows were furrowed, and he was obviously unwilling to leave: "Is there anything I can't say? Am I delaying your bandaging of the wound? Zhizhi~"

Nan Zhi sighed, unable to do anything to him, he walked to Jiang Li and gently untied the gauze on his arm. The wound had started to swell and turn red, obviously infected.

She carefully cleaned the wound with disinfectant and then rebandaged it.

"You always disregard your own safety like this," Nan Zhi gently rebuked, "You make me worry."

Jiang Li looked at her quietly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "I know, but I don't want you to get hurt."

Nan Zhi helplessly took out the gauze from the cabinet beside the bed and raised her hand towards Jiang Li.

He walked to the bed, squatted down, handed her his hand, and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

Nan Zhi: "Jiang Li, can you please pay attention to your injuries? It's always like this. You get injured again within a few days of healing.

And Huo Ling, I know you are worried about me, but I think I have already told you many times what I should say, and you are not in a position to control me now.

I know you stayed because my parents took advantage of you, you don’t have to care what they say.”

Huo Ling looked at her quietly, his eyes darkening. Even though he knew that she was saying one thing and thinking another, hearing these words still made him feel uncomfortable.

"What? Do I disgust you so much? Do you like this patient?"

Nan Zhi opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

[Like...? I like all handsome guys...]

Jiang Li raised the corners of his lips slightly. He knew that he was good-looking, but in this line of work, being good-looking was not a good thing. It was too easy to be recognized and remembered. It was best not to be recognizable.