I told Xiao Weizhou that I would call her if something happened, but in fact, Zhang Moyan was never called. In the evening, she took the initiative to deliver dinner at her own request, and Xiao Weizhou thanked her again and again.
At 10 o'clock, he heard Xiao Weizhou's footsteps leaving, thinking that Xiao Xingyu had fallen asleep. Zhang Moyan opened the door and went to the corridor to confirm, and sure enough he saw that the lights in Xiao Xingyu's room were out.
I didn't feel sleepy when I got back to bed, so I opened the novel app and read for a while. When it was almost 12 o'clock, my eyelids gradually started to get heavy. When I was confused and couldn't hold my phone, I suddenly heard a muffled "bang" sound next door, which seemed to be something.
Something fell to the ground!
His sleepiness disappeared instantly. Zhang Moyan got up and got out of bed, almost running out without even bothering to put on his shoes.
Xiao Xingyu's room was still dark from the window. Could the sound just now be her imagination?
Suspiciously doubting himself, there was another collision sound inside, and then he was very sure that there was really a noise inside. Zhang Moyan immediately unscrewed the door and pushed in.
When he turned on the light with a bang, he saw Xiao Xingyu wearing a nightgown, leaning over the bedpost and standing with difficulty, a water glass rolling at his feet.
Before she could say anything, she rushed over to hold his waist, tilted his weight towards her, and slowly let him sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Do you want to drink water? I'll help you pour it!" He picked up the cup from the ground, got another cup, poured water with the right temperature and brought it to him.
Xiao Xingyu took the cup and took a sip without answering, then gave it back to her.
"Can I help you get down?" Zhang Moyan asked Xiao Xingyu for his opinion.
"You have to watch it yourself," Xiao Xingyu said with a sad look on his face, "What's the difference between lying down from noon to now and a piece of sesame cake?"
Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment. She had never taken care of such a seriously injured patient, nor had she been so seriously injured, but she expected it would be uncomfortable. She didn't know what to say, so she had to ask awkwardly and gently: "Are you?
Aren’t you unable to sleep? Is your back still hurting? How about I help you put some ice on it!”
Xiao Xingyu raised his eyes suspiciously, feeling that this woman was a little different from Bai Tian, why did she seem to care about him... He tried uncertainly: "There is no need for you to sympathize with me!"
Then she saw Zhang Moyan stood up, and felt a chill in her heart. Now she was leaving... Huh? Instead of going out, she went to the refrigerator to get two ice packs, and also went to the bathroom to get a towel.
My heart feels warm again.
"Be good, let me take a look." Zhang Moyan held a towel wrapped with ice cubes and said to Xiao Xingyu in a coaxing tone.
"Zhang Moyan, you've got it, who are you talking to!" He said with a fierce mouth, but his body fell down with a push. Zhang Moyan made someone make sesame cakes again without any effort.
Pull down the back of his clothes, causing someone to verbally resist: "Hey, what are you doing!"
"You must be in pain, you're all wet with sweat!" Zhang Moyan's attention was entirely on his injury.
First, I used a towel to help him dry his sweat gently. As soon as he touched it, his muscles immediately spasmed, and he immediately lost his arrogance and showed a painful expression. Then he used an ice pack to gently press on his scarred back. It was painful.
The sound of breathing gradually weakened.
Xiao Xingyu's back is very beautiful, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, well-proportioned texture, and clear lines. The scars have a strange sadistic beauty despite the horror.
The air gradually became quieter and became a little warmer, making people feel particularly greedy and indulgent.
Xiao Xingyu lay on the soft bedding and secretly thought that Zhang Moyan should still care about him... but he still worried that he didn't see her when he came back at noon. He had to suffer such a big crime, and it took her so long to
It’s so hard to let go.
"Where did you go at noon?" Ask directly!
Zhang Moyan was stunned when he first heard it. After thinking about it, he understood what he was asking: "Oh, I went to buy you medicine and these ice packs."
Xiao Xingyu heard this and stood up halfway: "Go buy me medicine! Did you buy this ice pack?"
Zhang Moyan: "Yes."
Xiao Xingyu stared at this woman for a long time: "Then why didn't you tell me that your words would earn interest or something?"
Zhang Moyan: "What's there to tell you? You also have the medicine I bought at home."
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan curiously for a while, suspecting that this woman might not be aware that she was angry before.
"Tell me how much it is so I can give it back to you." He said.
Zhang Moyan smiled slightly: "You don't have much money, so don't worry about it."
"Oh." Xiao Xingyu lay back obediently, feeling sweet in his heart, as if something had been lost and found.
Zhang Moyan applied a cold compress to her back. She stood up and went to the bathroom to rinse the ice pack and towel and return them to their original places. She came back to use paper towels to soak up all the water on the floor, and then went to the trash can to throw them away...
…I began to feel anxious for no reason.
So he sat up again.
"Teacher Xiao, do you want anything else?" Zhang Moyan came out after washing her hands and was a little surprised to see him sitting there.
"I...forget it, just go!" He deliberately hesitated to speak.
As expected, Zhang Moyan walked over and bent down to look at him. Her hair was hanging down like a waterfall, and she was as beautiful as a kindergarten teacher.
Xiao Xingyu looked embarrassed, and finally shook his head: "You will definitely not help me!"
"How come? I will definitely help you."
"..."
"Really, you agreed."
Xiao Xingyu said: "I want to go to the toilet."
Zhang Moyan was stunned, remaining bent over and asking questions for a full minute, unable to move.
"Just say you won't help me!" Xiao Xingyu sighed, lowered his head like a sensible child, and struggled to stand up by grabbing the bedpost.
Trembling slightly, I propped myself up on the bed pillars and propped up the table, gasping for breath three times a step.
To help or not to help?
There was a war between heaven and man in Zhang Moyan's mind, but she couldn't bear the fact that he had to go to the toilet despite all the hardships. She gritted her teeth and went up to hug him, grabbing his arms and wrapping them around her neck. "What are you doing?" Xiao Xingyu looked down at Zhang Moyan in surprise, his eyes brighter than the stars, asking questions knowingly.
Zhang Moyan's face turned red and his ears were almost bleeding. It took him a long time to say: "You... are the trumpet, right?"
Xiao Xingyu was secretly happy with her shy and coercive look, and his hands naturally hugged her tightly, holding her for a while before saying "hmm".
Zhang Moyan didn't know how she did it, her body was supporting Xiao Xingyu upright, and the sound of rushing water she heard with her eyes closed could be said to be the most terrifying sound she had ever heard in her life.
After finally getting her back to bed, her back was completely soaked. She just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the man mutter slowly: "It seems I haven't washed my hands yet."
Zhang Moyan was stunned, and she and Xiao Xingyu looked at each other, her eyes moving from his handsome face to his right hand with fingers spread out. The hand just now... seemed to be the one she had been holding just now!
Zhang Moyan calmed down for a while, took a deep breath, went to the bathroom, and washed his hands carefully three times with hand sanitizer on the dressing table. He raised his body and saw his red face in the oversized mirror, which was the color of pig liver.
I washed my face again.
After doing some mental preparation, he took a towel, rinsed it under the faucet, twisted it until it was half dry, and walked out. He walked to Xiao Xingyu and bravely pulled up his right arm, wiping him up and down from his wrist to his fingers.
He wiped every finger carefully. After putting it down, he felt that it was a bit weird to only wipe one hand, so he grabbed his left hand and did the same thing again.