QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots
Chapter 137 - 5.29

Chapter 137: 5.29

Yan Ling in front of him has returned to the long gray-blue hair he had when they first met in the ocean, as well as his ice-colored eyes, long eyelashes, fair skin, and beautifully shaped lips.

With his long hair restored, his face once again gained the indistinguishable beauty of male and female.

But the length of his hair was obviously not the reason why Jiang Jiamian stuttered.

The real reason is that Yan Ling at this time was actually wearing a snow-colored sheer dress with a swaying hem. With a gentle look on his face, he slightly lowered his head, raised his eyes, and looked towards Jiang Jiamian.

He looked really beautiful.

Moreover, the snow gauze does not look like ordinary fabric, neither chiffon nor silk. Instead, it is soft and windless, and as clear as ice and snow.

Jiang Jiamian saw the long-haired beauty in the white dress walking slowly towards him step by step. When he was still stunned, the other stretched out his arms to hug him, and the voice that was as clear and sweet as the jade rings colliding rubbed against his ears, "Are you still angry?"

Jiang Jiamian blinked, his voice a little hoarse, "I..."

He tried hard to calm down the urge to hug back the other several times. He coughed with his dry throat, and answered with great honesty, "I’m not angry anymore."

Yan Ling curled up the corners of his lips, with a glimmer of success in his eyes, and half hugged and half pulled Jiang Jiamian to the table, "Thank you for your hard work today. I have already prepared the meal and waited for you to come back."

How could Jiang Jiamian still be angry?

He had long been fascinated by the beauty and didn’t know what to do, his body allowed Yan Ling to be brought to the table. When he reacted, he suddenly found that he had already sat on a chair.

Jiang Jiamian didn’t know how he finished the meal.

He just remembered that the food tasted very average.

But there was a pair of slender and graceful hands that fed him bite after bite of vegetables, and later, a pair of intoxicating lips fed him bite after bite of soup.

It wasn’t until he was pressed on the bed that Jiang Jiamian finally came back from his immersion in beauty. He looked at Yan Ling’s eyes with vigilance, which were no longer clear but full of dark desire, and he suddenly woke up, "What are you doing!?"

When Yan Ling heard him ask, the corners of his lips raised were full of intentions, "What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

It’s a trap!

He was really carried away by the beauty!

In the hospital, the doctor held the latest examination report with a frown and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "This situation is a bit strange."

Han Xing’s eyes turned cold as if he had expected it, "What kind of strange?"

After all, it was the work of the merman.

Not an ordinary knife.

The doctor also looked puzzled, "Looking at the wound, it should be a knife wound. It didn’t hurt the vital part or the bones. After treating the wound, stopping the bleeding, and taking good care of it, there should be nothing serious. However, the speed of recovery is too slow as if something is slowing down the healing."

Under normal circumstances, such a wound has been cleaned, sutured, bandaged, and the dressing should be changed on time. But for some reason, the wound that has been sutured even after a night is still as fresh as before. It was as if it had been injured again, and blood kept coming out.

The gauze that was supposed to be changed once a day was changed three or four times in half a day.

In short, it is a strangely slow recovery.

The doctor initially suspected a wound infection or sepsis, but after various examinations, no cause was found at all.

"I understand, it doesn’t matter."

Han Xing guessed that this was probably related to the unique ice blade and unknown power from the merman, which caused his wound to not heal normally.

But if the recovery is just slow... It doesn’t matter.

Maybe he really needed some quiet time to think about the professor.

In fact, he had already regretted it when he sobered up due to the pain last night.

He really shouldn’t have come to their door in the middle of the night.

Even if he suspected that the professor was forced, he should calmly look for opportunities to find out, rather than go directly to ask.

But he was really drunk last night and then ran away in a daze.

Han Xing’s face turned a little pale due to blood loss. He felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of the professor’s face last night when he was full of self-blame and wanted to take responsibility.

The professor wants to take responsibility, not because he is so nice to him, but because he is taking responsibility for that merman!

Just like a child who makes a mistake, the parent will take responsibility for the child.

This clearly means that the professor put himself in the position where he and the merman can advance and retreat as one, share weal and woe, and share responsibilities!

It’s funny that he didn’t understand it at first, and he was happy that the professor was cold to the merman, but cared about him.

Han Xing was silent for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Jiang Jiamian, "Professor Jiang, I’m sorry, I was drunk last night. There’s no need to apologize about what happened, after all, I was drunk and causing trouble."

After sending the text message, Han Xing relaxed and stared at the white ceiling in the ward.

To this day, he’s not sure if that counts as falling in love.

Again, if he said he liked the professor it seemed like a joke, because in fact, he only knew a little about him and had never had any in-depth contact with him.

If he said he didn’t like the professor it seemed like a lie, the feeling was still clearly lingering in his heart, unclear and tinged with some kind of longing.

It was this hazy feeling that made it impossible for him to escape from the predicament in his heart, unable to clear the fog, and unable to escape the pain.

Forget it... Let’s avoid thinking about it for a while.

"Han Xing?"

Han Xing just closed his eyes tiredly when he heard someone pushing the door open and coming in.

Han Xing was a little surprised.

Who would come to see him?

Su Qiu had already opened the door and came in. When he saw the pale Han Xing lying on the bed, he was stunned for a moment, and then said softly, "You seem to be seriously injured. Lie down and don’t move. We are classmates so I just came to see you!"

Han Xing has opened his eyes, Su Qiu?

By the way, it was Su Qiu who took care of him last time at sea, and he still remembered that he vaguely felt a comfortable force coming from Su Qiu’s hands and felt a little doubtful at that time.

But then he kept paying attention to Jiang Jiamian, so the matter was forgotten.

"Thank you. By the way, I didn’t thank you properly for what happened last time."

Han Xing still had a good impression of Su Qiu.

He vaguely remembered that Su Qiu seemed to have asked whether the mermaids existed, and seemed to have some different ideas. He had always been more friendly to such people, but when he asked, he still had some hope, "Did the professor ask you to come?"

Only the professor knew about his hospitalization, he didn’t even tell his family.

Su Qiu remembered Professor Jiang’s instructions not to tell Han Xing that he asked him to come. Although he didn’t understand the reason, he still followed it, "No, no, I heard that you were hospitalized and wanted to come here myself."