Chapter 1086

Looking at the man's gloomy and frightening face, Jiang Mi's pupils shrank.

The man's aura was too strong, especially after he got angry, he felt a sense of shock and oppression like dark clouds overwhelming him.

Jiang Mi broke free from the man, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look into his eyes.

"You go find someone to bandage—"

Before she finished speaking, the man grabbed her wrist, and he pulled her to him.

"You bandage me."

"I do not know."

Zhou Heng's eyes were sharp, "Jiang Mi, you used to know everything, and treating wounds is easy for you!"

Zhou Heng asked the housekeeper to bring in the medicine box.

Seeing that she didn't bandage him, Jiang Mi saw that he stood still, letting the blood flow down from his head, she bit her lower lip and said, "Sit down, I'll try to bandage you."

Zhou Heng sat on the chair.

Jiang Mi looked at the wound on his head. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and no stitches were needed.

She originally thought that she would not be able to deal with the wound, but after dealing with it seriously, she was very clear about every step.

As if she used to do this kind of thing a lot.

In fact, in her heart now, she has accepted the fact that she is Jiang Mi.

It's just that there are still many doubts that have not been solved.

After bandaging Zhou Heng's wound, Jiang Mi said softly, "It's done, King Bei, I hope you don't come to me again before I remember the past."

"I don't know when I will lose control of my emotions, and I don't know if I will do something to hurt you next time—"

Zhou Heng's tall body stood up, and he approached Jiang Mi step by step.

Jiang Mi kept backing away until she fell onto the bed.

She consciously wanted to stand up, but the tall man rolled over directly, trapping her between his chest and the soft couch.

Jiang Mi's long eyelashes trembled violently.

"North King, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Heng's heroic face approached Jiang Mi, and the tip of their noses almost touched.

His eyes were deep, and he was attracted to her like a magnet, "Didn't I tell you last time that you came back, and I will no longer be a monk."

Jiang Mi's eyes widened abruptly.

"Your head still hurts—"

Zhou Heng let out a cold smile in his throat, "You also said that it was a head injury, not anywhere else."

No longer giving Jiang Mi the voice to speak, he directly lowered his head and covered her lips.

...

During the whole process, Jiang Mi's mind was dizzy.

She doesn't seem to have much resistance to this strong and domineering man.

Being with him seems to be a matter of course.

That familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made her throbbing and uneasy.

Why did she still have that voice in her head when she had the closest relationship with him?

Why did that voice, saying that he was her bloody enemy, want her to kill him?

"Jiang Mi, I will find a psychiatrist, you stay here well, the mystery will eventually be solved."

Zhou Heng got up from the bed, he buttoned up his shirt, patted Jiang Mi's cheek, "I will spare you today, rest well, don't try to escape, unless I let you go, you won't be able to escape! "

Zhou Heng left soon.

Jiang Mi leaned against the head of the bed to rest, she hadn't recovered from her confusion.

Not long after, a servant came over with a bowl of medicine.

"Miss Jiang, this is Bizitang. Beiwang asked me to bring it to you."

Jiang Mi looked at the Bizitang in the servant's hand, without any hesitation, took it and drank it down in one gulp.