Chapter 1350 Are You Crying for Him?

Feng Sufei knew that when she faced Si Jueshen, she would always think of those bloody things, and she would always let hatred occupy her mind.

At that time, there was too much malice and too much darkness in her heart.

Those were some emotions she couldn't resolve.

But every time, as long as she stayed in Nanrong Huai'an's arms and listened to his gentle voice, her heart would slowly calm down.

Feng Sufei had to admit that Nanrong Huai'an had a great influence on her.

Although she didn't kill Si Jueshen, she was in a good mood now, because Nanrong Huai'an's legs were completely healed, and she was still so concerned and distressed by him. Feng Sufei felt a rare calm in her heart at this time, she wished she could stay in Nanrong Huai'an's arms all the time.

When she closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly smelled a different breath, the smell of blood.

Feng Sufei's face changed, she hurriedly came out of Nanrong Huai'an's arms, and when she looked down, the place on Nanrong Huai'an's chest was stained with blood.

The flirtatious red frightened Feng Sufei.

Her hands trembled and clutched the place, "What to do, what to do, you're bleeding..."

Feng Sufei was very scared and flustered at this time, and she couldn't think at all.

"Huai'an..."

Feng Sufei blinked at Nanrong Huai'an, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly.

Feng Sufei had a psychological shadow when she saw red blood. After all, when she died as a queen, what she saw was the ground stained with red blood, and her subordinates were all like this...

So when she suddenly saw Nanrong Huai'an like this, she was really frightened, her eyes were red, and her whole body was shaking.

Nanrong Huai'an looked down at her body. She just cared about Feng Sufei's distress and didn't notice the change in her body.

He said lightly: "Don't worry, it's the wound that opened, it's fine."

Feng Sufei shook her head and said with tears in her eyes, "You said it's fine, the wounds are all open, call the doctor..."

Feng Sufei said that she was about to run out in a hurry.

However, Nanrong Huaian grabbed his arm all of a sudden.

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huaian in confusion.

Nanrong Huai'an has a very strong endurance, even if the wound is very painful, his face is only slightly pale and his expression is calm.

He reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corner of Feng Sufei's eyes, "I'll just make a phone call. You stay with me and don't go anywhere."

As soon as Feng Sufei left his sight, he was worried.

So it's good to be around.

Feng Sufei nodded vigorously, "Call the doctor, as long as you're fine, I won't go anywhere."

Feng Sufei really didn't know what to do at this time, she was really worried and scared.

She bit her lip with her teeth, completely blaming herself.

She blamed herself, if it wasn't for her, Nanrong Huaian's wound wouldn't have opened, right?

Nanrong Huaian didn't care about the wound, because he knew it was fine, but he watched Feng Sufei cry, but his heart ached.

In his impression, Feng Sufei was so strong, and sometimes even a little bit brave.

No matter how uncomfortable she was, her eyes were flushed and she didn't shed any tears.

At this moment, he saw the tears in her eyes, "Is it for me?"

Feng Sufei didn't know what Nanrong Huaian meant, so she wiped her eyes, "Call the doctor, hurry up."

"Don't cry."

"I didn't cry, I didn't cry, I won't cry."

Feng Sufei said, suddenly her whole body was startled, she was really crying?