Chapter 1103: The Story of Ling and Heng (366)

Chapter 1103: The Story of Ling and Heng (366)

After hanging up the phone, Li Nanheng went to the bedroom. Feng Ling had already woken up after a long sleep.

"What would you like to eat?" Li Nanheng turned on the light of the bedroom.

Feng Ling sat up slowly and glanced at the sky outside the window. "What time is it?"

"Four o'clock in the afternoon. You haven't eaten anything since noon. Your current boss, Mo Jingshen, told you to have a good rest. He said you didn't need to accompany Ji Nuan."

Feng Ling reached for her phone, but she struggled a bit because of the injuries on her arm. Li Nanheng handed her the phone, and she took a look at the time. It was four o'clock indeed.

"What would you like to eat?" the man asked patiently.

"Nothing." Feng Ling was uncomfortable because of the injuries, but she didn't want to stay in bed all the time.

She moved her body slowly to get out of bed. Li Nanheng knew that she didn't like lying down all the time, so he reached out and helped her. "Slow down."

The man's voice was so gentle and patient that Feng Ling couldn't help but turn to look at him. When their eyes met, Li Nanheng looked at her. "Why are you looking at me? Where does it hurt?"

"No." Feng Ling walked out of the bedroom, sat down in the living room, and then glanced around. There were several other rooms here. Even if she did stay here for recovery for a few days as Mr. Mo said, Li Nanheng should not be able to do anything to her.

Because of their occupation, it was common for them to get injured. She had stayed in Li Nanheng's home for recovery before. And this cold-looking and domineering man seemed to be good at taking care of her.

She glanced at the wounds on her arm, asking, "When shall I change my dressing?"

"Eight o'clock and then sleep after changing the dressing." Li Nanheng casually threw the medicine box on the end table.

Feng Ling saw several hemostatic drugs in the medicine box, which he asked someone to buy when she was sleeping.

The members of XI Base usually dealt with their injuries by themselves. At most, they would turn to Dr. Wen for help. They would just use some medicine and would not go to the hospital.

Every member of the base was very good at dressing wounds, including the two of them.

She needed to change the dressing at eight o'clock. Then what should she do now?

She didn't want to sleep anymore, nor stay with him... alone.

Feng Ling didn't feel hungry, but to her surprise, her stomach rumbled.

Li Nanheng glanced at her and repeated the question just now. "What would you like to eat?"

"Anything except for dumplings." Feng Ling pressed her stomach and looked unhappy.

Li Nanheng smiled. "It is said that the dumplings in this hotel are tasty. They are made by hand."

"No dumplings."

"Then what would you like to eat?"

Feng Ling stood up from the sofa and walked a few steps slowly. She really didn't want to stay in the same room with him, but it would either cause Li Nanheng or Mr. Mo trouble if she went out alone.

Feng Ling walked to the window and looked out. She saw a food court on the street opposite the hotel window and said, "Mrs. Mo passed by here with me some time ago. I ate something in this food court. The rice noodles tasted good."

"Do you like rice noodles?"

"I hadn't tasted it in the United States. After I came to China, I tasted a lot of delicious food here, especially rice noodles," Feng Ling answered and turned her eyes to him. "Can I eat rice noodles?"

"Sure." Li Nanheng picked up the phone. "I'll ask them to pack a portion and bring it over."

"No, I want to go out to eat."

Li Nanheng took a look at her. "But you're injured."

"It's just skin trauma. I am now very energetic after sleeping. As long as I walk slowly and don't pull the wound, there will be no problem. You know it makes me uncomfortable to stay in the room all the time."

Li Nanheng knew that she was trying to avoid the embarrassment of being in the same room with him. After she woke up, she seemed to be in a much better condition. The injuries on her arms and legs could be covered up by wearing long-sleeved clothes. Except for her face being a little pale, she looked fine.

At this time, Li Nanheng's men brought the clothes bought for Feng Ling. After Feng Ling changed, Li Nanheng took her out.

Feng Ling staggered a bit while walking, but it was not a big problem for her. When he walked into the elevator, Li Nanheng looked down at the pale-faced little woman leaning against the wall. "Does it hurt? Didn't you say it would be no problem for you? Let's go back and have someone to deliver the food here."

"No need."

She was stubborn as ever.

Li Nanheng resisted the urge to rub at her hair, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and sighed helplessly.

If he touched her at this time, even if he just touched a strand of her hair, she would probably lose her temper.

In the past, seeing her expressionless and indifferent, he felt uncomfortable. But now she was easily pissed off by him. If he wanted to win her heart back, he needed to make smart moves.

It was cold but lively outside.

It was very windy, and the cold wind blew on her face like a knife.

The coat Li Nanheng bought for her was warm, but she still needed a scarf, and seeing her trembling in the wind, the man who was only walking beside her suddenly stretched out his arms and took her into his arms. Then he opened his coat to wrap her in. The man was so much taller than her, so after she was wrapped in his coat, her neck was no longer exposed to the cold wind.

Feng Ling froze for a moment and tried to push him away, but she couldn't exert too much force because of her wounds. She walked and tried to push him away, only to be held more tightly by the man. "Stop it. Do you want to catch a cold?"

Feng Ling had no choice but to let him hold her in his arms, and then she glanced at the road opposite the hotel.

At this time, the lined-up street lights illuminated the entire night sky above. There were many shops near the hotel, and the food court she wanted to go to was getting closer and closer.

Although the food court looked close, it would take more than ten minutes to walk over. Li Nanheng seemed to be afraid of she getting a cold and hailed a taxi. Then he opened the door for her. "Get in."