Chapter 1374: The Story of Ling and Heng (637)

Chapter 1374: The Story of Ling and Heng (637)

The room was too quiet. If Feng Ling hadn't been chattering non-stop and found a chance to chat about all sorts of topics, the room would have been completely silent.

However, Feng Ling, who rarely spoke, was like a chatterbox right now. She kept speaking as though she was afraid that he would be gone in the next moment, afraid that he wouldn't hear her, and as though she didn't want everything to be too quiet. When it was quiet, it wasn't realistic. She couldn't be sure that she was awake or that he was alive.

"So, what exactly do I look like when I am drunk?"

"Do I have a lot to say to you? Is that why you know that I really need that to encourage me? Is that why you knew that the first thing I wanted to do was to destroy TMing, so you helped me to achieve it after that night? Could it be that I told you all of this?"

"What else? Do you like me when I'm drunk?"

"Which side of me do you like?"

"If you're not seriously injured and need someone to take care of you, I can drink two bottles of alcohol in front of you anytime. You can do whatever you want."

She wasn't sure if her words had touched his sore spot or something else, but the man's fingers moved. Feng Ling looked at his hand and reached out to touch it, but she saw that he withdrew his finger and clenched it into a fist. He didn't intend to shake her hand.

Feng Ling looked at his hand for a while and did not force him to touch her. She only looked at him and said generously, "Forget it. You're a patient. It's inevitable that you'll lose your temper when you're in a bad mood. I won't hold it against you."

Late at night.

"Li Nanheng, do you want some water?"

"..."

"Boss Li, will your back hurt if you keep lying down?"

"..."

"Li Nanheng, are you asleep?"

"..."

"Li Nanheng, I suddenly thought of a particularly boring and serious problem. For the past few days, you've been coughing up blood and wiping your body with your clothes. Was it that Carrie who wiped your body for you?"

"..."

"So, you were seen by her?"

"..."

Finally, the man who had been silent for the whole night furrowed his brows silently. He hoarsely said, "She's a doctor."

Hearing that he actually opened his mouth to explain, Feng Ling stood by the bed and watched him for a while without speaking.

The woman, who had been talking for the whole night, suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere was somewhat strange. After a moment of silence, the man on the bed opened his unfocused eyes and "glanced" at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling looked into his eyes. Even though their eyes met, he could not see her.

However, she still stared into his eyes and said, "All these years, you've really kept yourself clean. Aside from Feng Mingzhu's wishful thinking, you've never given me any opportunity to be jealous. But now, I'm really jealous."

She was clearly saying that she was jealous, but her tone was slightly smug. Clearly, she was pleased that he was finally willing to speak.

Li Nanheng's cold expression returned to his expressionless and silent state.

Coincidentally, Feng Ling's phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Tam.

They had already received news that Boss Li and K were here. They were prepared to break through the defenses of Jerusalem at dawn and rush over. At the same time, they had already informed XI Base's main hall.

After reading the message, Feng Ling put her phone down and glanced at the man on the bed.

The base would rush over as soon as they received the news. No matter if Li Nanheng was willing or not, even if he did not want to, Ah Feng, Han Jin, and the others would come to carry him onto the plane.

However, in a place like Israel, no matter where a helicopter passed by, it would cause quite a stir and fear to the people there. She thought for a moment and directly sent them a message, telling them to be careful when they came over and not scare the people from the Gorkin Farm.

The people here were frightened by the war, but they were kind and simple. After all, they had saved Li Nanheng and K's lives. Feng Ling hoped that they would come clean and leave clean. She did not want to affect the people here too much.

...

In the morning, the rain fell for the entire night. The air in the Gorkin Farm was moist and not as dry as before. Many of the people here had woken up early and were walking back and forth outside. When Feng Ling heard the noise, she immediately woke up.

She laid on the bed the whole night. When she woke up, she saw that Li Nanheng was sleeping. She quickly got up and touched his forehead and neck to see if his artery and heartbeat were still there.

In the end, the sleeping man woke up because of her movements. Although he did not open his eyes, he said lightly, "There's no need to search. He's still alive."

His voice was very soft and low. However, these few words caused Feng Ling's heart to relax.

She retracted her hand and looked at the man with his eyes closed. She directly said, "Tam and the rest have already contacted the base. Based on the time and speed of the plane, the base's helicopter will arrive before noon."

Li Nanheng did not respond, but his brows were clearly furrowed. It seemed like he did not want to be taken away by the base in such a state.

At this moment, Feng Ling turned around and searched around the small room. She found the white rice that Carrie had asked for from Granny Mai. People from the Gorkin Farm rarely ate this white rice. After all, Granny Mai came from China, so she occasionally bought some from the businessmen passing by and store them at home. Feng Ling didn't know how to cook the other food here. Thankfully, there was some white rice that she could cook for him.

Less than an hour later, the fragrance of porridge filled the room. Feng Ling brought a bowl over to feed him. As usual, she helped him up.

At this moment, Li Nanheng clearly knew that it was useless even if he resisted. Even though his attitude was still cold and distant, he did not do anything in vain. She helped him up, and he cooperated. He did not speak, but at the very least, he was willing to eat the porridge she fed him.

The porridge had just been cooked and was very hot. Before Feng Ling fed him, she would blow on it a few times and gently touch it with her lips to test the temperature. There were several times when she trembled from the heat. The man on the bed clearly sensed her movements and silently raised his unfocused eyes to look at her.

After feeding him a bowl, she asked him if he wanted more. The man was silent for a few seconds before nodding. Feng Ling quickly went to fill another bowl. However, when she returned to the bed to feed him, he stopped eating.

This porridge couldn't be wasted. Seeing that he wasn't eating, Feng Ling sat by the bed and ate a few mouthfuls. After eating, she turned to look at the man's quiet expression and finally reacted.

He had wanted her to eat some.

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Aiyo, my little wife has been too clingy these days. I can't take it ~