Chapter 970: The Story of Ling and Heng (233)

Chapter 970: The Story of Ling and Heng (233)

Li Nanheng endured the urge to smile and said, "Honest with me before you died? Do you mean that now that you found that you won't die, you regret that you were so honest with me?"

"No, since I've confessed, I have to pay for what I have done. Boss, if you want me to leave the base, I will leave," Feng Ling said; Her nails going deep into her palm.

It was really difficult for her to say this, But, perhaps, because she just escaped death, she was no longer so attached to the base, her so-called home.

Li Nanheng looked at her. "When did I tell you to leave?"

Feng Ling's eyes flicked and she turned to look at him. "But the base doesn't accept any female members..."

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Let's talk about this when we go back to the base. It's not up to me alone whether you can stay or not. I just want to know, in all these years, have you ever thought about what would happen if your gender was found out?"

"...No." She looked at him. "I also want to know, Boss, why have you been so calm after knowing my secret? You don't look surprised at all. Have you already known?"

Li Nanheng snorted. "Guess."

She wouldn't guess, nor did she want to guess.

But what she could be sure was that after that night on the snowy mountain, he still didn't know that she was a woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't have forgotten everything after he woke up.

It was just because he didn't know she was a woman that he didn't remember what happened between the two of them.

But now it wasn't for certain...

Oh, why did she think about that again?

Under Li Nanheng's expressionless gaze, Feng Ling sorted out her hospital gown. She wore nothing under this hospital gown, so she felt a bit uncomfortable and insecure. She covered herself with the quilt and lay down on the bed, saying in a small voice, "Boss, I want to sleep."

She just wanted to avoid facing this problem and refused to say anything more, but Li Nanheng did not push her.

It was not the right time to make her face this problem yet.

"Does your wound still hurt?" He looked at the short-haired girl lying on the bed and changed the topic.

Feng Ling tried moving her arm. "Much better now."

However, as soon as she said so, the man who was still sitting on the chair beside the bed suddenly stood up and pulled down her quilt. While Feng Ling was stunned, he pulled down the loose neckline of her hospital gown, exposing half of her shoulders.

He was very quick and did this in one go, and Feng Ling's shoulders were exposed before she realized what happened.

It might have been fine before, but now that he knew that she was a woman, how could he...

She blushed and was about to drag her clothes up, but Li Nanheng frowned and said coldly, "Don't move. Let me have a look."

Feng Ling: "..."

The man's fingers stroked on her skin that was no longer red and swollen, and Feng Ling pursed her lips and said nothing.

"At that time, in order to get the snake venom out, they had to make a cross over your wound. Fortunately, the suture surgery was well done. After applying the medicine to your wound these days, the redness on the surface is gone," he said, turning his gaze toward her face.

The girl seemed to be embarrassed and looked away shyly; there was a subtly romantic atmosphere in the ward.

Looking at her shy face, Li Nanheng smiled secretly. Instead of pulling her clothes up, he gazed at her. "Stay in Cambodia for a few more days. We'll go back to Los Angeles in the base's helicopter."

"OK." Feng Ling still didn't look at him and her voice was a little muffled. The skin of her shoulders was still exposed in the air. She felt so shy that she spoke to him without looking at him.

"Don't go back to the base after returning to Los Angeles for the time being. Go to my apartment to recuperate. Don't rush to go back," Li Nanheng said, his thumb rubbing past the girl's white and soft shoulder seemingly inadvertently.

Feng Ling shuddered and suddenly pushed away his hand. Then she quickly pulled up the clothes on her shoulder, saying, "Boss, have you seen my wound? It really doesn't hurt anymore. You don't have to check it up anymore. The doctors will help me treat it. You don't have to worry about me."

Li Nanheng looked down at her. "When you were a 'man,' we could sleep in the same bed. Now I can't even look at your shoulder just because you're a woman?"

Feng Ling: "...

Who was willing to sleep in the same bed with him?! He forced her into agreeing!

She always tried to maintain a distance from him, Okay? It was he who had been molesting her!

She didn't speak but covered herself with the quilt again and then pulled it up over her head. Still refusing to look at him, she said in a muffled voice, "No, boss, don't get me wrong."

"What did I get you wrong?" Li Nanheng resisted the urge to hold the girl into his arms and kiss her hard and sat back in the chair. His long legs stretched out casually and he glanced at her sideways. "But I do have a question in my heart. Can you explain it to me?"

"What is it..."

"At Rogers Pass, what on earth happened the night when I had a high fever and got drunk?"

Feng Ling remained expressionless and said in a low voice, "Nothing happened. I just took care of you all night. And the next day I didn't feel well, so I moved to the tent next door and stayed there for a few days."

She still didn't tell the truth.

Li Nanheng had guessed that he might have done something to her. Maybe he kissed, hugged, or pressed her on the bed or what.

But he really couldn't remember what happened that night. He didn't know what exactly he had done to her.

Did he just kiss and hug her, or... something more serious had happened?

"So, why did you seem to be angry at me after that? What were you mad at?" Li Nanheng glanced at her.

Feng Ling's mouth twitched and her eyes flickered. "Boss, I'm always angry when you kiss me!"