Nan jiateng stood quietly outside the door and looked at Cha Qingluo in the intensive care unit.
He stared at it for a long time without blinking.
When Cha Qing Luo was in danger, Nan jiateng remembered that he had wanted to kill her.
At that time, he didn't care about anything. He only felt that he couldn't allow Cha Qing Luo to be in danger.
His heart almost stopped beating when he saw her bleeding.
He had been on so many missions since he was young and had seen so much blood. He had long been numb to it.
Even if he was bleeding, no matter how much blood he lost, he would still be stupefied.
However, he couldn't bear to see Qing Luo bleed.
Even a little bit of blood on her body was painful to his eyes, let alone so much blood. He still remembered that when he held her, his heart was in pain and his hands were trembling.
At this moment, Nan Jateng realized that Cha Qing Luo might really be his weakness.
