The Villain Has Been Coveting Me for a Long Time

In the dream, a white figure flew over and stood in front of him.He turned his back to him, his clothes fluttered, and a small wind was brought up because of the high speed. The wind lifted Shen Fengyue's broken hair, half-hidden, he saw that the attack of the evil god was all taken by the person in front of him. Blocked.

"Zhang Hansheng..."

"Zhang Hansheng!" Shen Fengyue woke up from the dream, sweating profusely, and her back was already wet with sweat.He sat up, wiped his forehead with his hand, and gasped.

After a delay of about a minute, he suddenly remembered something and looked around, hoping to see the white figure in his dream.

"You finally woke up, you have been in a coma for many days." A voice sounded.Fu Zhengguang walked in from the door, just in time to see Shen Fengyue wake up.

Shen Fengyue asked him: "Where is Zhang Hansheng? How is he?"

When Fu Zhengguang heard the words, his expression moved slightly, his eyes dodged, and all expressions were restrained.This made Shen Fengyue even more worried. He got off the bed, pulled his sleeve and asked again: "Where is Zhang Hansheng?"

"Daozhang Zhang... Sigh." Fu Zhengguang sighed and said, "I'll take you to meet him."

He took Shen Fengyue to another room, which was neat and filled with a strong smell of herbs.

Shen Fengyue has a keen sense of smell, and the strong and overbearing herbal smell is a bit pungent. He gently covered his mouth and nose with his hands, his eyes wandered around the room, and then his eyes were attracted by one place.

It was a very ordinary bed, but the person lying on it was all too familiar.

Zhang Hansheng's outer shirt has been removed, leaving only a thin inner coat.He was lying on the bed with a quilt covering his body. Against the backdrop of the soft quilt, he looked fragile and weak.

Shen Fengyue couldn't help slowing down her breathing, for fear that a heavy breath would wake him up, then she tiptoed and walked slowly to the edge of his bed.

Zhang Hansheng was seriously injured, his face was as white as paper, with an abnormal blue color, his lips were pale and dry and peeled.His breathing was weak, and even the rise and fall of his chest was very small.

It's hard to imagine that a person who used to look so powerful has turned into such an appearance now, which makes people's heart ache, and the great sadness climbs from the heart to the peak.

Shen Fengyue's movements were extremely light throughout the whole process, but Zhang Hansheng was still awakened.

He was always alert, and even a small thing could wake him up in an instant.Even though he is seriously injured now, the subconscious sensitivity has never disappeared.

Zhang Hansheng's eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly raised his eyelids. After a second or two, his eyes became clear.He looked up and found that it was Shen Fengyue, and the two were silent for a while.

"Zhang Hansheng..." Shen Fengyue sniffed, with a deep cry in her tone.The eyes were covered with a layer of water, the eye sockets were reddish, and the eyelids blinked up and down, as if tears were about to fall in the next second.

Zhang Hansheng's fingers moved slightly, and he raised his hand as if he wanted to grab the corner of his clothes, but after thinking about it, he finally put it down.

"I'm fine." His voice was hoarse, and breath sounds accounted for most of it.

"Can you let me see your wound?" He asked in a declarative tone, and before Zhang Hansheng agreed, he went to lift his clothes on his own.

As soon as he was about to make a move, he saw Zhang Hansheng pressed his arms on the quilt, his eyes full of resistance.When Shen Fengyue looked at him, he shook his head slightly from side to side.

"No."

Shen Fengyue didn't know his injury, she was angry and anxious, now seeing him acting like a child, she simply laughed angrily.He put Zhang Hansheng's hands together, and then pressed his wrist with one hand. Zhang Hansheng was puzzled and looked at him calmly the whole time, without the consciousness of resistance.

In the next second, he clasped the other's wrist and pulled it up, pressed it against the board behind the bed, and quickly moved his other hand to stretch Han Sheng's underwear.

Zhang Hansheng: "..."

The thin underwear was lifted, revealing the thin waist, followed by the smooth muscles of the abdomen.The scenery of the people beneath him is really dazzling, but this is not the time to be obsessed with it.

Shen Fengyue moved her gaze upwards and landed on Zhang Hansheng's chest.

On the left side of the chest, probably where the heart is, there is a long-lasting black air under the surface of the skin.The black air swirls there, every time the mist swirls, it brings tremors in the heart veins, and the veins are extremely prominent.

"This is..." Shen Fengyue choked for breath, he shook his hands and wanted to touch it, but he was too scared to touch it, so he could only stay in mid-air, not far from the heart vein.

Fu Zhengguang was also on the side, he turned his face away, as if he couldn't bear it, but he still told the truth to Shen Fengyue: "His heart is damaged, if he can't be healed in time, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

He didn't say the rest, but everyone present understood what it meant.

If he can't get medical treatment in time, he may die soon.

Shen Fengyue stared blankly at the black mist, watching it erode Zhang Hansheng's vitality.Suddenly, the eyes went dark, and a mixture of gold and red flashed in front of the retina, and several pictures quickly passed by.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a bright gunshot, followed by the splashing sound of heavy objects falling into the water.He raised his hand and touched his face, only to realize that it was an illusion, there was no water splashing on his face...

A kind of inexplicable but huge sadness came to the bottom of his heart, his nose was sore, the mist filled the air, and his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of water.Then, big drops of tears fell down, dripping on Zhang Hansheng's chest.

The hot and humid feeling on the chest was so obvious, the tears dripped on the chest, and then the heat was taken away instantly, leaving only the coldness.

Shen Fengyue looked at Zhang Hansheng, and suddenly let go of all her strength, sobbing so hard that her face was full of tears, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

It was really rare for him to cry like this, and Zhang Hansheng was caught off guard by the tears that hit him like a storm.Looking at all this, he felt helpless and helpless. He grabbed the corner of his clothes and said hastily, "Why are you crying like this? Stop crying. I'm fine. I'll get better."

Shen Fengyue let him pull her, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and immediately completely denied his words in her heart.

lie!You can't get better if you look like this, okay? !

Zhang Hansheng's hand moved up from the corner of his clothes, and finally fell on Shen Fengyue's face.He plucked up his courage, and wiped away the tears on his face with his long fingers, but it was a drop in the bucket, Shen Fengyue soon cried all over his face again.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry..." Zhang Hansheng was at a loss, he was stupid, he didn't know how to persuade others, and he didn't know what to persuade, so he could only repeat these two words to try Let Shen Fengyue's tears stop.

Shen Fengyue cried loudly, the water in the plant's whole body rose, and Zhang Hansheng's hands were wet from crying in the blink of an eye.He pursed his mouth and couldn't speak clearly from crying: "I don't know why, I just feel so sad and can't stop crying. Don't die, don't die, I'm so afraid that you will die , Zhang Hansheng, what will I do if you die? What will you do if you leave me alone."

Zhang Hansheng put down that hand, wiped all the tears on the bedding, and then changed the other hand to wipe his tears.

Right now, the room has turned into a farce, the visitor is crying, the sick patient is lying on the bed wiping his tears, and there is only one light bulb left spinning in the room sadly.

They were so noisy that they disturbed the sleeping spirits.The spirit body opened its eyes and said tremblingly: "Don't cry, I have something to do... Ah!"

Before she finished speaking, Shen Fengyue took off a shoe without looking at it and threw it towards the other side without looking at it. The head was very accurate, and it hit the spirit body's head.

The spirit body: "..." Silently put down the shoes, it took a deep breath, calmed down, and then amplified its voice to cover the others: "Don't cry, the uncle has a way to save your partner! It hurts my head from crying gone."

For a moment, no one thought of correcting his title problem, and all three people in the room turned their attention to it.The crying person stopped crying, but couldn't stop, hiccupping.The person who wiped his tears finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the person who was spinning around in worry also stabilized his dizzy figure.

Being watched by so many people is a treat that a spirit body has never had before, and he feels that he has a lot of face.

So he pretended to clear his throat, and then said: "I don't know what to do if I want to save him. It is said that the thousand-year-old ginseng can cure everything. Even a dead person who has just died of breath can immediately get up with a bite, and walk around alive and well. What's more, this Taoist priest is already physically strong. If we can find a thousand-year-old ginseng, all problems will be solved."

"It's just that millennium ginseng is rare..." It sighed faintly.

The scene fell into a silence.

Unexpectedly, the solution was so simple, Shen Fengyue was only silent for a moment, and then said silently: "Come when I go."

He got up and went out, turned to the next room, let the system activate the pain shield, and then transformed his hand into a prototype.

With a flash of cold light, a section of ginseng was broken. He picked up the section of ginseng and went back to the room. He held up the section of ginseng in the eyes of everyone and said, "How to eat it, you should stew it if you eat it raw."

Everyone present was shocked, the spirit body had never seen such a ruthless person, oh no, Grass Essence, his lips were wide open, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "You, you, you are..."

Fu Zhengguang's mind turned, and he thought about it carefully. He pointed to Shen Fengyue: "You are actually a thousand-year-old ginseng?"

Shen Fengyue nodded, still holding the ginseng and asked again: "How to eat?"

If he is a thousand-year-old ginseng, then this piece of ginseng must have been cut from him. Everyone looked away and saw that his left sleeve was empty.

He actually cut off his own hand.

Zhang Hansheng withdrew his eyes, his eyes darkened, looking thoughtful.

"It has just been chopped off, and its spirituality is still sufficient, so it can be eaten raw," said the spirit body.

Shen Fengyue walked to the bed, and handed the piece of ginseng to Zhang Hansheng's lips: "Eat it quickly, it will be fine after eating."

Zhang Hansheng didn't eat, but instead asked him: "What about your hands?" He kept staring at Shen Fengyue's empty left sleeve.

Shen Fengyue hid her left sleeve behind her to prevent him from seeing it, then smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm a plant, and it will grow in a few days, much faster than you humans."

Zhang Hansheng hummed, but never opened his mouth.

"Ah——" Shen Fengyue made a movement of opening his mouth, signaling Zhang Hansheng to open his mouth.The latter was unmoved, and even slightly turned his head away, full of intentions to resist: "I can't bite your hand."

Shen Fengyue: "..."

All right, you have to be stubborn with him, right?Miraculously, Shen Fengyue bit the ginseng in her mouth, then pinched Zhang Hansheng's cheek with one hand, and when his mouth opened, she leaned over and fed the ginseng into his mouth.

Zhang Hansheng was so shocked that the congenital spiritual body melted in his mouth. When the ginseng in his mouth turned into cold liquid, he swallowed it with a movement of his throat.

Seeing that the work was done, Shen Fengyue let go.

The millennium ginseng has great efficacy, and it didn't take long for Zhang Hansheng's complexion to turn healthy and rosy.When Shen Fengyue opened his underwear, he found that the black mist inside had dissipated, and his chest was intact.

He smiled and bent his eyebrows: "Great, you're finally healed."

Zhang Hansheng looked at him, hummed lightly, and then quietly raised the corners of his lips.

When she was fine, Shen Fengyue started to get nervous again.He said, "Why didn't you thank me?"

Zhang Hansheng said obediently, "Thank you."

Shen Fengyue raised her eyebrows, and snorted softly from her nasal cavity: "Oh, you are not sincere at all. According to my age, I am your elder, you should show some respect."

Zhang Hansheng: "..."

"This old man is already a thousand years old." Shen Fengyue lowered her voice, trying to pretend to be deep.

Zhang Hansheng looked at him silently, feeling a little itchy in his hands.He stretched out a finger, tapped on the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and then gently pushed back.

His action of spotting cinnabar moles was somewhat familiar, as if someone had done it before, but Shen Fengyue couldn't remember it for a while.He froze in place, foolishly being pushed back.

This action somehow hit Zhang Hansheng's smile, only to hear him laugh in a low voice, his chest trembled slightly.

The laughter got into people's ears, and Shen Fengyue also laughed, his brows and eyes were curved, and his eyes were full of smiles.

That's great, as long as Zhang Hansheng is fine, he can't lose him anymore.