Chapter 21

At this time, she only had one thought, which was to give the needle to save someone, so she didn't care whether this posture was ambiguous or not.

The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out with a sharp luster.

Aiming at an acupuncture point on the top of Lu Yunchen's head, the needle raised and dropped.

The excruciating pain made all the muscles in the man's body tremble.

He raised his cold big hand with difficulty, and tightly held Jiang Qingyu's wrist.

It seemed to be struggling, more like a warning.

"You...Jiang Qingyu, you...you court death!"

"If I don't give you an injection, you are courting death!"

Jiang Qingyu snorted coldly, and grabbed Lu Yunchen's wrist.

The pale fingertips skillfully found Lu Yunchen's pulse. She held her breath and quickly felt the man's pulse.

But her delicate brows were furrowed together, and she couldn't help but sighed deeply.

With lowered eyes, he looked at Lu Yunchen weakly, and his tone was obviously much more relaxed than before.

"Hey, Young Master Lu, the sequelae of your previous injury have injured your brain...why are you pretending to be fully recovered!"

"No... don't worry about it!"

But Lu Yunchen endured the severe headache, and still spoke unforgivingly.

"I don't want to care about it! But you are my boss, if something happens to you, my high-paying job will be lost!"

Jiang Qingyu spoke in a somewhat teasing tone, but she continued to give the man his pulse.

The sadness in his eyes became a little stronger, "Lu Yunchen, you...you are joking with your own life, you are awake now, but your internal losses are serious, even if you make up for it every day, it will be difficult to recover... You have woken up from a vegetative state, but your internal injuries have not recovered, and the headache is just a reflex area...you..."

"Shut up! I... don't care about my body..."

The man's mouth was still stubborn, and Jiang Qingyu simply shut up, raising his hands and dropping his needles.

The second stitch, the third stitch...

It wasn't until the fifth needle was inserted that Lu Yunchen's severe headache was slightly relieved.

He took a quick breath, and then he calmed down, and his blurred vision slowly recovered.

Jiang Qingyu also heaved a sigh of relief, and when he was about to put away the silver needle, he realized the critical situation just now.

It's riding on a man's body! !

I was still wearing a thin nightgown, no underwear, and even less safety pants.

Even the hem of the skirt could not cover her long white legs.

She always blushed, and wanted to get up immediately to end this red-faced posture.

But Lu Yunchen didn't know what was going on, and the man who was lying down suddenly exerted strength.

He grabbed Jiang Qingyu's wrist, dragged her aside, and then covered her whole body.

In just a few tenths of a second, Jiang Qingyu didn't have any chance to react.

In an instant, the postures of the two changed!

Jiang Qingyu was lying on the cold floor, but Lu Yunchen pressed her heavily under him.

In his pair of deep pupils, there was no cloudiness from the onset just now.

It has returned to the sharpness and coldness of the past, and the scarlet in the corners of the eyes has not dissipated, adding a bit of murderous aura.

Under the dim light, that handsome cheek looked like a bloodthirsty vampire.

Under the gorgeous and charming appearance is the heart of a devil.

"You...what are you going to do, Lu Yunchen...I saved you just now, why do you look like you are going to kill me now!"

Jiang Qingyu swallowed her saliva, and spoke cautiously.

She even guessed that the man's headache disappeared, but his brain was hurt badly.

(End of this chapter)

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