Chapter 1891: Counterattack With Green Tea (24)

Xia Nian returned to the flower shop in despair.

Here, her face was pale and she looked like she had lost her soul. Xia Ling took Xiao Jiang and saw it clearly in the flower shop.

"Are you angry?" Xia Ling asked.

Xiao Jiang clutched Xia Ling's hand tightly, holding back with excitement. The mighty man couldn't wait to break Xia Ling's weak wrist.

"Boss! Turns out to be the boss, I'm Ningshen! Xia Ling, you are so great, how long did you become an assistant before taking Ningshen! Ahhh, I'm so excited, I'm Ningshen Help me out! "

Xia Ling was painful and hissed softly.

Xiao Jiang immediately let his hands go, looking at the clear fingerprints on Xia Ling's wrist, and apologized helplessly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just too excited ..."

"It's okay, I know you didn't do it on purpose." Xia Ling stared at his wrist, tore up his sleeves, covered his wrist, pretending to be indifferent.

There is still a ten-month countdown to life. In addition to the constant pain in the body, the wrists seem to start to swell ...

The scar left on this wrist will probably not be eliminated in a day or two.

"What's wrong?" Ning Ze came in from the outside. He handed the dessert and afternoon tea to Xiao Jiang. "It's for you."

"Wow, my favorite cold coffee and blueberry dessert." Xiao Jiang opened the dessert box with great surprise. "Xia Ling, thank you so much."

Ning Ze must not know what she likes to eat, Xia Ling is so intimate!

"You're welcome." Xia Ling smiled as Xiao Jiang pulled Daming away.

Here, she and Ning Ze were just left in the flower shop.

Suddenly, Ning Ze grabbed his wrist.

The man carefully rolled up her sleeves and held her wrist to look.

On her pale arms, the blue and red fingerprints were left on her wrists, looking a little startled.

"Why so careless." Ning Ze frowned.

He held her wrist and rubbed it carefully to ease the swelling on her wrist.

This strength is not small or small, and Xia Ling is very comfortable. This is the most stable side of the doctor who has taken the scalpel.

Xia Ling wanted to withdraw her hand. "She didn't do it on purpose. Don't do this. Let Xiao Jiang see that she should blame herself again."

Her body is too fragile. Xiao Jiang gets along with her and already takes care of her, but there are always some details that can't be taken care of.

According to her physical condition, she should now stay in the hospital and spend the last ten months of her life.

However, Xia Ling was really unwilling to spend so much time and waste the rest of his life on hospital treatment.

"Okay, don't let her know, let her know something to be happy about." Ning Ze stared at Xia Ling, and her thin lips curled up.

He changed from holding Xia Ling's wrist to interlocking with Xia Ling's fingers.

This handsome finger and his fingers are crossed together like a staggered lifeline.

Her hands are beautiful and thin.

And he, accustomed to his scalpel, had thin cocoons, and he had a slender strength.

Ning Ze tightened his fingers and took Xia Ling's hand.

He stared at her, his eyes soft.

In the flower shop in the afternoon, the sun dropped into this unmanned flower shop and fell on Ning Ze and Xia Ling. His gentle eyes surrounded Xia Ling like a tide.

Xia Ling was a little shy.

And Ning Ze bowed her head and kissed the back of her hand gently when she was in a trance.

"Look, I caught you. Now that you have invited me to your side, from now on, don't try to run away with me, no one can do without my permission!"

(End of this chapter)