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Jiang Lao puffed snowflakes out of her mouth and slowly raised her face from the snow. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Ming Shao.
She thought Ming Shao hugged her and rolled with her on the snow. The stone she was standing on was not very high, so it didn’t hurt.
She just looked a little embarrassed with a mouthful of snowflakes and soaked outer clothes.
But just then, Ming Shao’s voice came from above her head, “Miss, are you okay?! Where did you hurt??”
If Ming Shao is standing there, then the person under her body is…
Jiang Lao’s eyelashes instantly twitched, and her eyes slowly looked over inch by inch, from bottom to top of the person lying under her— From chest to Adam’s apple to the person’s chin.
It’s Rong Ming.
Her body was twisted and lying on Rong Ming’s chest. The two of them formed a “cross” shape, with their chests tightly pressed against each other. They were so close that they seemed to hear each other’s heartbeats.
Their heartbeats were intertwined, and it seemed impossible to tell whose was whose.
Jiang Lao was suddenly speechless for a moment. It was the coldest time of the year, but she was sweating profusely in that heavy snow.
Why is he here?!
Jiang Lao quickly rolled off him and quickly leaned over to pull him up, but saw that his eyes were closed and he looked like he had fainted.
Seeing that, Jiang Rao was anxious. She quickly put his arm around her shoulders, carefully trying to use her body as support to hold him up.
But although Rong Ming looked weak, he was a whole head taller than Jiang Lao.
And the muscles he had developed from practicing martial arts in the past were real and not something a frail girl like Jiang Lao could support alone.
Jiang Lao turned her head and immediately called Ming Shao, “Ming Shao, come and help me.”
Ming Shao quickly came over to help. Just as her fingers were about to touch Rong Ming’s arm, Rong Ming’s eyes suddenly opened.
His eyes were as deep and sinister as a poisonous snake that had just crawled out of the dark night. The thick poisonous fog in his eyes seemed to have substance.
“Don’t touch me.”
The voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and while speaking he still coughed heavily, but his voice was filled with a cold warning.
Hearing the cold refusal, Ming Shao’s hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and then she shrank back tremblingly.
Jiang Lao also recalled Rong Ming’s strange habit of not liking others to get close to him.
Thinking about that, Jiang Lao became nervous for a moment, wondering whether she should quickly let go of her hands that were around Rong Ming’s waist and grab his shoulders while he wasn’t paying attention, or…
But while she was hesitating, Rong Ming suddenly leaned over and put all his weight on her.
His cold cheek was pressed against her shoulder blade, his head was resting on her shoulder, and a few strands of his messy long hair fell on her chest.
When he closed his eyes, the violent bloodthirsty aura that had just appeared was gone, and he was looking like a sick beauty.
His rapid breathing sounded like he was enduring great pain, and the slightly hot breath wrapped around Jiang Lao’s neck, making her skin itchy.
Jiang Lao seemed to have thought of something at this moment. When she fell, she must have hit his injured legs.
Jiang Lao suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She turned around and hurriedly told Ming Shao, “Ming Shao, go get the doctor!”
Just before the old doctor arrived, Rong Ming completely fainted.
Jiang Lao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She carefully carried him on her back by herself, not daring to stop for a moment.
She gritted her teeth and carried Rong Ming directly into his room, then carefully put him on the bed.
Jiang Lao was so tired that she was sweating all over.
After the old doctor came, Jiang Lao stood by, anxiously waiting for the old doctor’s diagnosis.
Jiang Lao was extremely anxious. She wanted to ask the old doctor how Rong Ming was doing, but she was afraid that she would make some noise and disturb the old doctor’s diagnosis.
So, she just bit her lip and dared not make a sound.
While examining Rong Ming’s body, the old doctor frowned the whole time and kept shaking his head.
Seeing the diagnosis was completed, Jiang Lao immediately asked, “Doctor, his leg…”
The old doctor interrupted her, and started scolding her, “Why are you so careless?! Even if he is your future husband and you have a good relationship with him, you shouldn’t jump directly on him.”
“Eh?” Future husband?!
Jiang Lao was stunned for a moment, and then her fair face immediately turned bright red, “No, he is not my future husband…”
And she didn’t jump on him…
“No?” The old doctor muttered, and his eyes were full of suspicion.