Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 813: Not convinced? Kill him (33)

Zheng Hu didn't know that Xing Rong would be ten times more tired than an ordinary person after performing an operation.

She needs to focus most of her body's energy on her eyes, allowing her retina to reflect the world of another dimension.

Both hands also need to concentrate some energy, and she must pay several times more concentration to ensure the success rate of the operation. This is equivalent to her completing a surgery at the same time, which requires a corresponding number of people.

If she hadn't intended to let Zheng Hu witness her strength and his injuries were not serious, she would not have been willing to spend extra time and effort to treat another person.

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"Xiao Nan, why are you here?"

"Xiao Nan, you have grown up safely. Mom is very happy and relieved!"

"Xiao Nan, mom has been watching you silently and will always be by your side. Don't be afraid!"

"Xiao Nan, go back quickly! Someone is waiting for you."

Tian Jie gazed at his mother's kind face and felt her gentle touch, as if time had stopped at this moment.

He wanted to call her, wanted to talk to her, but for some reason, he seemed to be under a spell, unable to speak or move.

In the end, he could only watch his mother's figure gradually move away until she disappeared in the endless light.

His breathing suddenly stagnated and he opened his eyes abruptly. A strong metallic smell was still lingering in his mouth. The injury in his lower abdomen continued to transmit waves of pain to his brain. Tian Jie then realized that he was not dead yet.

Xiaonan... Jiangnan... He hadn't heard this name for a long time. If it weren't for this dream, he would have probably forgotten his original name long ago.

How long has it been since I dreamed of her?

Tian Jie sighed softly, raised his heavy eyelids, looked around, and found that he was not in his room, but he was very familiar with this place.

Because every night, he would take extra classes here.

It was pitch black outside the window, with only the stars in the sky like sparkling gems and a bright crescent moon hanging in the sky.

He looked for the owner of the room in the watery moonlight. His eyes swept past him and he was startled by the figure of the girl sleeping in the bed with him.

Xing Rong folded her hands and placed them gently on her lower abdomen. Her face was calm, like a sleeping fairy, and her breathing was shallow, smooth and rhythmic.

The light was dim and he couldn't see her face clearly, but the unique fragrance on her body had long been deeply imprinted in his soul.

Why did she let him sleep in her room? In the same bed with her?

They are not related by blood, but they sleep so closely together. Aren't they afraid of people gossiping about them?

Tian Jie moved his body with difficulty and tried to struggle to get up. The bed sheets were like the surface of a disturbed lake, with ripples all over the place.

He tried hard to endure the severe pain from the bullet holes, but his body was completely out of control, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away by an invisible big hand.

Xing Rong clasped his hands on her belly, her face peaceful as she slept soundly, her shallow breathing smooth and rhythmic. The light was dim and he couldn't see her face clearly, but he would not mistake the fragrance emanating from her.

How did she arrange for him to sleep in her room?

And sleeping with her?

They are not related by blood, so aren't they afraid of people gossiping about them if they just sleep together?

Tian Jie moved his body and tried to get up, causing ripples on the bed sheets. He tried to endure the pain from the bullet holes, but his body was not obedient and all the strength seemed to be drained away.

"woke up?"

Suddenly, a soft and hazy whisper came from behind me, like a gauze soaked in the morning light, carrying a hint of sleepiness.

Her voice was a little hoarse, like a feather brushing past her ear, with a hint of nasal buzzing.

Even though he knew she was sleeping next to him, he had never woken up in the same bed with a member of the opposite sex, except for his long-dead mother.

At this moment, he really heard her voice, and his body shook violently as if he was electrocuted. He remained stiff, not daring to move at all.

Xing Yan turned his head sleepily and looked at Tian Jie who was trying to get up but froze. He muttered in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you still having a fever?"