Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

Chapter 121

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The room was quiet.

Beside, male care worker is resting with closed eyes in drowsiness.

Ning Zhi leaned down and gently used his fingertips to lift the bangs that covered Lu Jue's forehead.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Zhi's fingertips paused, she met Lu Jue's blank and dark eyes, she was a little surprised, "Lu Jue."

Lu Jue didn't answer or look at her, he looked at the ceiling quietly, motionless.

Now Lu Jue, his condition is much more serious than when Ning Zhi first wore it.

Ning Zhi did not withdraw her hand, she gently helped Lu Jue to lift his bangs to the sides, revealing his clear eyebrows, and she met his eyes.

In the next moment, with a "pop", Ning Zhi's hand was slapped away by Lu Jue.

Lu Jue's strength was great, his voice was loud, and the back of Ning Zhi's hand immediately turned red, and disappeared again in a blink of an eye.

After sitting up, he didn't look at Ning Zhi or let Ning Zhi touch him, the bangs on his forehead drooped down, covering his eyes again, he lowered his head and sat quietly, as if he couldn't hear the sounds around him, couldn't see to the people around.

"Lu Jue." Ning Zhi wanted to get close to him, but before he got close, he had already turned his back to her.

Ning Zhi stood behind Lu Jue, she felt that Lu Jue might not know her now.

After all, for her now, it is another time and space. Here, without her, Lu Jue has not been cured, and he will die as described in the book.

"Lu Jue, do you know me?" Ning Zhi asked him.

Lu Jue, who had his back to her, didn't respond.

Ning Zhi's eyes darkened, no wonder the overlord said that this task was difficult.

She tried, touching his hand carefully, fingertips touching, but he didn't shake it off.

Ning Zhi's eyes showed joy, her fingertips hooked his fingertips, and little by little, she held his hand.

Only then did she realize that Lu Jue's hands were cold, and there were scars on his fingertips and palms.

"Lu Jue." Lu Jue's hand was bigger than Ningzhi's, her fingertips were interspersed between his, and her ten fingers held it.

Ning Zhi held his hand, pressed it against her face, and rubbed gently, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

This time, she came too late.

Ning Zhi's face was smooth and tender, soft, and full of elasticity. As soon as Lu Jue touched it, he suddenly pulled his hand back in fright.

Ning Zhi stood in front of him with a soft voice to the extreme, coaxing him softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Lu Jue lowered his head and did not make a sound.

He got off the bed and just landed when the male nurse next to him woke up, "Master Lu Jue."

Lu Jue lowered his head. He didn't wear shoes. He stepped on the dark gray carpet with his bare feet, walked to the corner of the wall, and squatted down slowly with his tall body.

Obviously, the male nurse was already used to Lu Jue's behavior. He didn't stop him, and continued to sit and watch. His main job was to take care of Lu Jue, not to let Lu Jue hurt himself, and to tell him to take medicine.

Ning Zhi walked over, she learned from Lu Jue, and squatted down in front of him.

She looked around, and the walls on all sides were covered with off-white, thick soft bags to prevent Lu Jue's head from being injured when he hit the wall. Even the corners were pasted without leaving any gaps.

Lu Jue squatted quietly, he lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, Ning Zhi couldn't see his expression at all.

Ning Zhi quietly accompanied him for a while, trying to put his hand on the back of his knee again, and he didn't notice it.

Ning Zhi didn't make a sound, she just held it gently, waiting for him to get used to it.

The room was quiet, and the male nurse yawned boredly, sometimes checking his phone.

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, she let go of the hand on the back of Lu Jue's hand and wanted to stand up and walk.

The warm and soft touch disappeared, Lu Jue moved his hand and hooked Ning Zhi's fingertips.

"Lu Jue?" Ning Zhi was surprised.

Lu Jue didn't answer, his lips were pressed tightly.

Ning Zhi simply sat down beside Lu Jue, put his hand back, and continued to put it on the back of Lu Jue's hand, "Do you like this?"

Lu Jue did not respond or refuse.

There was joy in Ning Zhi's eyes, as long as he didn't reject her.

Ning Zhi saw the calendar on the desktop. Now on the 10th, Bawang gave her a reminder that Lu Jue killed himself on the 13th, and there are only three days left.

As long as Lu Jue is guaranteed to be fine within these three days, her mission will be considered a success.

Ning Zhi pondered, she planned to stay with Lu Jue for three days and guard him.

At this moment, Lu Jue suddenly withdrew his hand. He raised his head, leaned back one by one, and slammed the back of his head against the wall. Even if the soft sponge bag was attached to the wall, it still made a "dong, dong" sound.

Ning Zhi was so frightened that he immediately reached out his hand to stop him, "Lu Jue, don't hit me."

However, Lu Jue reached out and pushed her away.

Ning was caught off guard, her whole body was pushed to the ground, and she lay on her side, she snorted subconsciously.

For her invisible state, the pain was only a momentary thing, and in the blink of an eye, the pain disappeared.

Lu Jue was stunned. He raised his eyes and stared blankly at Ning Zhi who fell on the ground. He realized that he had hurt her.

The male nurse walked over quickly, "Master Lu Jue."

He originally wanted to stop Lu Jue's head-butting behavior, but the other party suddenly stopped. The male nurse was a little surprised. Usually, it took him a long time to stop Lu Jue from self-harm.

Ning Zhi sat up, and there was no pain on her body, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart. Now Lu Jue doesn't know her.

She sniffed deliberately, and she stretched out her white and smooth hand and put it under Lu Jue's eyes, "Pain, you pushed me."

Lu Jue pursed his lips, his eyelids fluttered slightly, but he didn't move.

"It hurts so much, I don't know if my bones are broken." Ning Zhi moved to Lu Jue, sat back beside him, sobbed pitifully, and kept his hand under Lu Jue's eyes.

"Lu Jue, my hand hurts."

Her hand was deliberately shaking under his eyes, "It must have been broken."

Lu Jue's long eyelashes trembled. Right now, the girl's hands were white and tender, her fingertips were light pink, and there was no red mark at all.

Lu Jue raised his eyes and glanced at Ning Zhi quickly, touching her lost gaze, he pursed his lips.

After a while, he bowed his head to her hand and exhaled softly.

The warm breath fell on her palm, and Ning Zhi was stunned for a while, and then she smiled and rolled her eyes.

"It still hurts, you can breathe again." Ning Zhiyu coaxed.

Lu Jue glanced at her quickly again, and blew lightly on the palm of her hand again, and then turned his head away, unwilling to blow.

Ning Zhi withdrew her hand, and her eyes lit up: "Thank you, I don't have the pain anymore."

No matter when Lu Jue was, he always reacted to her.

At night, Ning Zhi found that after Lu Jue took a shower, he lay down on the bed with wet hair, and the male nurse beside him didn't stop him, as if he was used to seeing Lu Jue's state.

The wet bangs were placed on his forehead, revealing Lu Jue's eyebrows.

Perhaps it was the reason why he didn't go out all the year round. Lu Jue's complexion was a kind of sickly pale, which made his eyes darker.

"Lu Jue, you can't sleep with your hair wet, you need to dry your hair." Ning Zhi saw that the water on the back of Lu Jue's head was instantly wet by the side of Lu Jue's pillow.

Lu Jue closed his eyes, and his thin eyelids were also pale.

For a while, Ning Zhi took advantage of the male nurse's time to go to the toilet, and she consumed Little Sun in exchange for time to touch the real thing. She found a dry towel and wiped Lu Jue's hair.

She lifted all his bangs back, revealing Lu Jue's clean forehead. Ning Zhi found that he lost a lot of weight, and his eyebrows became deeper.

Ning Zhi's movements were very light, so he could only wipe it for him casually. Lu Jue hated the sound of the hairdryer, and he never dried his hair.

Suddenly, Ning Zhi's hand was held by a big cold hand, and she met Lu Jue's dark, blank eyes.

"I'll wipe your hair for you, sleep with it wet, you'll catch a cold and your head will hurt." Ningzhi told him in a low voice.

Lu Jue blinked, and he stared at her blankly. After a while, he took the towel from Ning Zhi's hand, and then threw it away!

He doesn't like to brush his hair.

After throwing away the towel, Lu Jue closed his eyes, turned to his side, turned his back to Ning Zhi, and continued to sleep.

Ning knows how difficult it is for Lu Jue to deal with it now.

The night was getting darker, and the surroundings were quiet.

The male nurse wanted to guard Lu Jue, so he stayed in the room, sitting on the sofa, and would sleep on the sofa when he was so sleepy.

Ning Zhi had no place to sleep, so she went to bed and lay down behind Lu Jue.

She approached him little by little, almost touching his back. In the blink of an eye, Lu Jue suddenly turned around and faced Ning Zhi, making her eyes wide in shock.

Lu Jue looked at her quietly.

At such a close distance, under the light, Ning Zhi saw that the red marks on Lu Jue's left face became clearer. It might be that he had been soaked in water while taking a bath, and the location of the wound was a little white.

Ning Zhi felt heartache and scratched three red marks on his face. How painful was it? But Lu Jue didn't notice.

Meeting his quiet, blank gaze, Ning Zhi leaned closer to him, her soft lips gently touching the red mark on Lu Jue's left cheek.

Just a light touch, Ning Zhi backed away, she said softly: "Hurry up, don't hurt such a handsome face anymore."

The hair on his forehead was messed up by her just now, there were several red marks on his pale face, his thin lips were white, and he looked very pitiful, and Ning Zhi's heart was soft and soft.

"Go to sleep, I won't disturb you." Ning Zhi reached out and smoothed out his messy bangs, which were too long and she wanted to cut them off for him.

Lu Jue's lips pursed tightly.

The place on his face where he was kissed was a little itchy and a little warm. For a while, Ning Zhi didn't see it, his dark eyes lit up.

The author has something to say: No matter what time of the year, you will like Zhizhi~

It is expected that there will be 1 or 2 chapters to end, and there will be a side story~

There will be 100+ red packets dropped in this chapter, little cuties remember to press the little meat claw duck~~ (super loud)

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ice, jessie, cute, soft mother 1;

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