Chapter 51: This person never calls himself the king

After finally controlling her heartbeat, Han Fei said in her heart that this person's voice is so perfect, and she has such a little voice control, she almost died in this voice.
I really don’t know what the face under the mask looks like, but... as the saying goes, voice and appearance are inversely proportional. In modern times, Han Fei has been pitted by good-sounding voices. If you think about it this way, it’s probably because it is so ugly. , So you wear a mask, right? Cover your unsightly appearance?
The more I thought about it, the more I found it made sense, and the throbbing in my heart disappeared. Han Fei had some sympathy for the sick prince. He must be too ugly to wear a mask and refuse to show others!
After finally suppressing the throbbing, Han Fei relaxed a lot, and said: "Who is the prince in health recently? Well, give me a hand and let me see."
Qin Che stretched out his hand according to the words, and Han Fei began to get his pulse.
It's just that when the fingertips touched his cool skin, Han Fei still couldn't stop shaking. Is this person's temperature always so low?
Han Fei frowned, but still focused on her pulse.
Han Fei didn't know that when she was serious, her swollen face would involuntarily tighten, her lips were tightly pressed, her round eyes would be silent, and there was a strange brilliance in her eyes.
From Qin Che's perspective...
Like a bun.
Oh, because it's black, it looks like a whole-grain bun.
The corner of Qin Che's lips hooked.
After a while, Han Fei let go of her hand and said with an unkind expression: "Have you taken care of yourself?"
Han Fei is almost going to be blown up, this pulse is even messier than before! She thought that this body was about to die!
Han Fei can hardly see some patients ruining themselves, especially the disobedient kind! Undoubtedly, Qin Che stepped on her minefield, making Han Fei forget for a while that his purpose of coming here was to gain favorability!
Qin Che was stunned by Han Fei's roar. He didn't answer. The gust of wind behind him exploded. He stepped ferociously and said sternly, "Bold! How can I speak to the prince like this!"
Han Fei went back more ferociously: "How do you take care of the prince! You are dereliction of duty! I haven't questioned you yet, just yell at me! Did you forget the last needle! I'll tell you, next time I will I won’t be so soft-hearted, I'm going to change acupuncture points to get you half-bodied!"
The gust of battle-tested wind trembled involuntarily, and couldn't say anything for a while.
Suddenly, he spoke: "Don't blame him."
Han Fei stopped her anger, turned her head, silently looked at the man in front of her.
"My body is short in time."
Han Fei and Jifeng shouted at the same time: "Lord!"
Qin Che put down his sleeves, looked out of the window, and said, "Han Fei, I know my body, you don't need to blame yourself."
Since childhood, Qin Che has understood his body better than anyone else. This broken body is considered a gift to this day. He has been prepared long ago, so he has no desires, no desires, no emotions, a Will people who are dying still have troubles in their hearts?
Han Fei's hands clenched tightly, staring at the person in front of him, it shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be such a bleak tone! This person shouldn't be so!
Han Fei suddenly laughed, and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, and said: "After all, the prince still can't believe in my medical skills."
Qin Che turned his head in surprise and said nothing.
Han Fei took a deep breath, knelt down, and said, "Han Fei was wrong. The prince's body is weak. This is not to blame for the wind, but to me. It is that I have not done enough. Han Fei volunteered."
Qin Che frowned, he suddenly didn't like the look on her face, "Get up."
Han Fei looked serious and said, "In the future, I will make time to come here as much as possible. I hope that the prince can also do what I said. Your body is weak, and it will get worse if it is slightly inappropriate."
"You know, it has nothing to do with you."
"No, the prince is my patient, so Han Fei will be responsible to the end."
Slowly, even the look in Jifeng's eyes changed. He looked at Han Fei with a scrutiny gaze. Jifeng didn't seem to understand, since when did this woman care about the prince so much?
But is this concern true or false?
If Han Fei knew what Jifeng was thinking in her heart, she would definitely sneer, this concern is more real than real gold! Her fate here can almost be said to be tied to the prince. According to the urinary nature of the system, if the prince dies, she will definitely have no good fruit!
It seems that she has not paid enough attention to this prince! This is her negligence, but she will definitely check it out in the future!
After paying attention, Han Fei said again: "Master, whether you doubt me or not, but I hope that during this period of time, give me a little trust and your body can't be delayed!"
Qin Che laughed suddenly, but the smile faded so quickly that no one could see it. He looked at Han Fei, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and looked a bit ridiculous, and said, "You don't need to kneel down in the future. "
I don't like you kneeling.
Qin Che didn't say the last sentence, and even he didn't understand where it came from. He was simple and didn't like it.
Han Fei was surprised and secretly said, don't these ancient people all like others to kneel on the ground and talk so that they seem to be superior? Did she understand it wrong? But it’s good not to kneel often, knowing that it’s not easy for her to get up!
Han Fei finally got up, and met Qin Che's eyes that hadn't been able to withdraw his emotions in the future, and that moment of trance crashed into Han Fei's heart.
In a mess, Han Fei opened her mouth, "Master, can I ask you a question?"
Qin Che nodded, as if to let her continue.
Han Fei swallowed and said, "Why... you always call yourself me?"
This is Han Fei's question for a long time.
This person is obviously a prince, and he is obviously a high position. Even if he is degenerate at this moment, he will not change his royal blood, but he has never used himself to claim it.
This person has never claimed to be the king.
From the initial encounter, he was called ‘I’, I, I...
In his eyes, it seemed that he didn't even have an identity.
Han Fei didn't like him like this, and always felt bored. This sentence was like a taboo. She never asked it out, but this time she asked without knowing where the courage came from.
After a moment of silence, he said: "How to be a king for a dying person. How to bear weight for a weak body."
Sixteen words, the words are as light as a breeze, the breeze blows, but it has carved marks in Han Fei's heart.
Han Fei was a little lost, and a little enlightened, she stared at him blankly, her complicated eyes at a glance.
How did this person live?
How did you struggle to survive this panic?
Day after day, staying alone in the house, relieved of his identity and thorough understanding of life and death, the title of prince may not be an honor for him at all, but a burden that weighs on his weak body.
Han Fei's eyes were a little red, but she couldn't make a word of comforting words, she suddenly didn't know how to speak to this person.