The Story of Ling and Heng

Chapter 301-305

Chapter 1038: The Story of Ling and Heng (301)

Perhaps because the hallway was quite chilly, Feng Ling felt cold after standing there for a moment. She walked past her apartment and entered the apartment next door.

She had asked the security officer to buy the medication for her. This trip took her less than twenty minutes. However, it seemed like Li Nanheng was tired. He originally sat on the sofa to wait for her, but when she returned, she saw that the man had dozed off on the couch.

Although he was asleep, he remained in a sitting position. His slightly pale complexion did not contain many expressions, as though the injury on his neck wasn't that serious. He completely did not worry much about it.

However, Feng Ling had learned a lot about acupuncture points when she was in XI Base. She understood the weakest points in the human body. An injury on the spot behind his neck had the potential to be fatal. Even if the victim didn't lose his life, he would still lose consciousness; even if he didn't lose consciousness, he would still be affected in some ways. In any case, this couldn't be taken lightly. There was a need to check the injury carefully.

She had thought to use the excuse of applying the medication for him to see if his injury was serious.

But he had fallen asleep.

After entering the apartment, Feng Ling placed the medicine on the table and stood by the sofa. Although she didn't wish to look, she still noticed that there wasn't anything in this apartment related to her. As she stood by the side, her gaze eventually returned to the man.

A moment later, Feng Ling approached and picked up a neatly folded blanket by the side. She gently shook it open and laid it over him.

The man did not open his eyes, but as she laid the blanket over him, his brows moved slightly.

Feng Ling saw that he did not wake up and hesitated for a moment. She then picked up the medicine tube and squeezed some out onto her hands. She turned to look at the man and carefully tugged his collar down. His head was slanted to the side as he slept and she took advantage of his position to apply for the medicine onto the skin on the back of his neck.

However, his posture only revealed a small portion of his injury. The bruise extended down to his mid-back.

Feng Ling carefully shifted the man and lowered her head to watch him, concerned that she would wake him up. A moment later, she abruptly stood up from the sofa and took a step back. "Turn over if you're awake. I'll apply the medicine for you."

Li Nanheng opened his eyes to look at the perceptive woman. He did not say a single word as he shifted his head over to cooperate with her.

Seeing his actions, the words Feng Ling was about to use to reprimand him were caught in her throat.

Earlier, he was pretending to be asleep?

He pretended to be asleep even though he knew she was applying the medicine for him!

Mentally ill.

Feng Ling cursed him in his heart but on the surface, she did not show much. Only her expression was poor as she brought the medicine with her. She was about to tug his shirt down further when the man decisively undid the buttons on his collar and casually took his shirt off. He directly... took it off...

Her vision was suddenly filled with the image of the man lazily leaning sideways on the sofa with his perfect figure completely revealed. Feng Ling's hand strangely trembled for a moment. Her gaze lingered on his abdominal and chest muscles before moving along his arms. Eventually, her gaze stopped on his back. The prominent wound left by the metal rod still caught hold of her attention immediately.