You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang, who was trapped in his subconscious mind, had no idea that at this time, because of her movement, a terrifying wave was set off.

After Qingmang's hand began to move, Lu Yanmu was so nervous that he called the medical staff to come in and check.

In the process of inspection, I don't know if Qingmang's reaction became more intense because of which nerves of Qingmang were touched.

On the instrument that displayed Qingmang's physical condition on the bedside, the life curve fluctuated, irregularly, and became a mess.

Although they were used to seeing such a scene, because of someone's powerful aura and terrifying aura, they didn't dare to relax, and could only try their best to check the problem.

However, after an inspection, no problems were found. The only problem was that the patient himself fell into his own subconscious and could not extricate himself.

Or maybe for some reason, she got entangled in it, touched her nerves, and caused physical problems.

But in such a situation, how can they tell the man with scarlet eyes in front of them?

What the hell is going on?! Lu Yanmu's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Dr. Lin had dealt with Lu Yanmu and knew what kind of person he was, so he answered bravely: After examination, Miss Gu's wound is no longer serious, and her recovery ability is good. She probably fell into her own subconscious and was trapped. There is no way to wake up, or she doesn't want to wake up...

Dr. Lin was also a little worried. If he really fell into his subconscious, he might damage his cranial nerves. Even if he woke up, he might have an impact on his future IQ.

What should I do? Lu Yanmu's eyes narrowed on Qingmang's body, everything was on Qingmang's body, lest she have a little accident.

Dr. Lin was also worried in his heart, and after thinking for a moment, he suggested: Third Master, you'd better talk to Miss Gu more, if possible, tell her the most impressive and memorable things among you, to help her hurry up. Get rid of it, if it takes a long time, I am afraid it will damage her nerves...

Dr. Lin was afraid of being afraid. After all, he had his own professional ethics, and he couldn't watch Gu Qingmang die in front of him.

Lu Yanmu was so irritable that he looked at Qingmang's slightly wrinkled brows, and then thought about what Dr. Lin said about falling into his own subconscious, and about what happened.

Combined with what Qingmang said before and seeing some things, I think some things may not be hidden.

Lu Yanmu waved his hand and let them go out first.

Sitting quietly next to him, holding Qingmang's clenched hands, he fell into the battle between heaven and man for a while.

What should be done about Qingmang? Are the facts that have been concealed for many years to be disclosed to the public like this?

Lu Yanmu raised Qingmang's hand to his face, and murmured, Qingmang, if you knew everything, would you blame me?

But whether you blame me or not, I will do it in the original situation.

As if making up his mind, Lu Yanmu stood up and gently kissed Qingmang's forehead.

After a short pause, Lu Yanmu seemed to have made up his mind. He kept Qingmang's hand on his face and called out softly, Zhen Zhen...

At this time, Qingmang, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to be reacting. He touched his hand lightly, and his brows furrowed even more.

Zhen Zhen...

The peach is Yaoyao, and its leaves are Zhenzhen.

Ye Zhen Zhen...