"Ok!"

Ye Tianlong kissed Han Jing's lips, his hands were still quick to untie her shirt, and then his fingers rolled between her eyebrows to squeeze the black bruises together.

When the black bruises are piled up together, they gradually converge into a linear trace, like a deep mountain pine needle.

After the black bruises were shaped, Ye Tianlong's fingers guided the black needle to move, and at the same time applied two points of force to his lips, just like taking poison and blood to save a person.

Soon, the black needle was drawn to his cheek by his finger, and as Ye Tianlong bit through Han Jing's red lips, the black needle whizzed out of the blood.

Ye Tianlong's eyes were quick, squeezed it, then put it in a test tube and still held it in his arms. The black needle lay down softly inside, turning into a pile of black spots.

"The first step is to dispel the cold winter and get it done, and then the second step is the spring recovery."

After Ye Tianlong went to the sink to rinse his mouth, he returned to Han Jing, who had no dark blood stasis on his face, preparing to restore her pale and cold body to normal.

Ye Tianlong fed her a pill and put her hand on Han Jing's body. There was a piece of delicate and moist skin on her tentacles, which made her mind rippling.

Immediately afterwards, his hands were like snakes, swimming slowly, light and heavy, fast and slow, and they were well mastered in strength and technique.

Although Han Jing hasn't woken up yet, under Ye Tianlong's massage, a fiery wave of heat flows through her body.

This heat wave was like a flame, and it spread all over her body in an instant, making her whole body become hot.

Her cheeks also turned red like a cloud of fire, and Han Jing's snow-white teeth bit her lips, showing her all kinds of customs to the fullest.

Ye Tianlong's expression remained calm, and his hand technique changed in vain at this time.

From the massage just now, it became a stroke. His speed was very fast, but his movements showed a bit of grace, harmonizing the temperature of Han Jing's body.

"That's it!"

Five minutes later, Ye Tianlong was exhausted and stopped his hands. At this moment, Han Jing was no longer black, her face was not pale, and there was blood on her lips.

Her blushing face made her look more attractive than ever.

"Worn out."

Ye Tianlong unwrapped Han Jing's clothes a little more to let her body breathe well, and then he went to wash his hands to end his good deeds.

After handling the tail of the hand, he turned back to the bed and re-tied Han Jing's clothes. When halfway through the tie, Han Jing suddenly opened his eyes without warning.

"Oh, my god, it's scary."

Ye Tianlong's attention all fell on the snowy white, so Han Jing opened his misty eyes, and he was shocked immediately, and almost fell.

Han Jing first looked at the man in front of him blankly, and then saw that she was happy together, and instantly realized something: "You--ah--"

"Don't call it!"

Ye Tianlong blocked Han Jing's small mouth, and explained, "I am not a bad person. I take off your clothes to save you, really."

"You were poisoned at the airport, and then you fainted when you came out. Your agent sent you here for treatment."

"But the doctor couldn't find out anything. They asked Miao Boguang to come over to see you. The old guy's exports cost 14 million."

"I really can't see it, who happens to be a genius doctor, so I took advantage of your assistant to ask the company for instructions and sneak in to solve your minor illness."

Ye Tianlong looked at the woman sincerely: "Is it true or not, you can confirm it slowly, but stop screaming..."

"If you decide not to bark, I will let you go."

Han Jing was so pitiful, and then nodded seriously.

Ye Tianlong breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of the hand on Han Jing's small mouth: "You are a good huadan——"

"what--"

Before Ye Tianlong finished speaking, Han Jing let out another scream, this time it was even more ear-piercing, and the door suddenly reacted, and several voices blew up at the same time:

"Miss Han? Miss Han's voice?"

"Miss Han is awake? Miss Han is in danger?"

In the next second, someone slammed the door open and rushed in. Ye Tianlong, almost like a rabbit, popped out of the window with a swish, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Han Jing's screaming stopped instantly, staring at this scene dumbfounded, she didn't seem to expect Ye Tianlong to be so ferocious, and then a few people appeared.

She hurriedly wrapped her clothes and pulled up the quilt to cover the spring.

"Miss Han, are you really awake?"

The agent, assistants and several staff members were startled when Han Jing woke up, and then they came around with a crash, ecstatic:

"Great, Miss Han, you are awake, so happy."

"Miss Han, are you okay? Hurry up, call a doctor, and give Miss Han a check."

When the staff hurriedly called the doctor to come for an examination, Han Jing frowned and looked at the brokers, her red lips lightly opened:

"Is my condition very serious? Didn't overwork lead to a coma? Are you so happy?"

The beautiful assistant just wanted to nod and say serious, but was grabbed by the agent and smiled: "No, no! Your condition is not serious at all."

"You just shot a movie overnight, catching a plane in the morning, didn't sleep well, didn't eat well, and you added fans to stimulate, so you fell to the ground and passed out."

"It's nothing serious."

The agent laughed and said: "It's just that we are happy when we see you wake up. After all, it is better to be awake than to be unconscious."

She didn't know what was going on, and she didn't expect Han Jing to wake up on her own. You know, half an hour ago, the doctor was helpless with her.

But she didn't want to tell Han Jing the truth. First, she didn't want to worry too much about Han Jing, and second, she was worried that the outside world would know that her life was hanging by a thread and made a bunch of moths.

And it will also make business partners stop their intention to cooperate. After all, no one wants to cooperate with a dying person.

The assistants and staff also reacted and echoed: "That is, your condition is not serious at all, it's just a small matter."

Han Jing scolded Ye Tianlong secretly, and then asked with a straight face: "I seem to hear some genius doctor Miao. It costs 14 million to treat me?"

"You heard it wrong, you must have heard it wrong, hallucination, absolute hallucination."

The agent did not hesitate to interrupt Han Jing's words: "We are almost all with you, where do we know the genius doctor Miao?"

"Furthermore, it costs 14 million to see a minor illness. Don't say we don't have so much money. Even if we do, we won't be foolishly slaughtered."

She smiled: "Babe, you are tired, rest more, enough rest, there will be no hallucinations."

Han Jing woke up without incident, and without Miao Boguang's intervention, the agent decided to conceal this matter to avoid Han Jing's worry and chills.

Worried, worried about their illness, chilling, it was the company that asked them to bargain with Miao Boguang, hoping to win 4 million.

The other assistants also nodded: "Yes, no matter how good the doctor is, it is impossible to ask for the price. Besides, the hospital can't cure it, but the genius doctor?"

"Feudal superstition!"

Hearing the explanations from these people around him, Han Jing vowed to meet Ye Tianlong again, she would kill him with a thousand swords, otherwise she couldn't complain about being frivolous.

Of course she would not mention Ye Tianlong at this time. First, there is no evidence, which makes people feel incredible, and second, it will affect the image she has cherished for many years.

At this moment, several medical staff ran over. They were very surprised and very happy to see Han Jing waking up, and then quickly checked.

Ten minutes later, the doctor announced that Han Jing's body index was normal, and her body temperature had returned to the normal range.

The agent was very happy and hurriedly called out to the assistant: "Xiaowen, hurry up, announce to the outside world that Beibei has recovered and is safe."

"She will also appear on the China Good Voice judges on time tomorrow."

She decisively issued an instruction: "Never give other opponents a chance to take advantage of it."

Xiaowen and other assistants will make arrangements immediately.

Thirty minutes later, news and photos of Belabe's safety were quickly spread to major media. Many fans were very happy and built buildings to congratulate.

At this time, in a Mercedes-Benz driving towards the old mansion of the uncle, Miao Boguang looked at the photo with angrily eyes, and squatted with his fist tightly on the phone:

"Who broke my life?"