Seeing that she could still speak, Xiao Jiang immediately felt relieved. When he saw her slowly opening the car door and walking out, blood slowly began to flow from her smooth forehead, and her heart suddenly shrank again.
Jiang Zimo was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry. He sniffled slightly, only hating that he was so unlucky that he couldn't faint immediately - at least there was no pain.
In the middle of the night, we went through ambulances and police cars. After a lot of fussing, we finally bandaged up and put on an IV. The wound was not big, and only two stitches were needed, but the swelling was severe. Xiaojiang was afraid that there was something wrong with it.
Jiang Zimo asked the doctor carefully. Jiang Zimo, who wrapped his head with white gauze, was only concerned about whether there would be scars and repeatedly interrupted their conversation.
"It really won't leave any scars, right."
Regardless of age, what all women care about most is their appearance, especially beautiful women.
But Xiao Jiang didn't seem to understand it at all. Seeing her keep asking the same question, he just found it funny and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "No, no, didn't the doctor tell you many times just now? He used cosmetics.
After the scabs have formed, you can apply some scar-reducing ointment. After two or three months, they will be completely invisible.”
Seeing him like this, Jiang Zimo couldn't help pouting and complaining: "I love you so much and you still laugh. Are you my brother?"
When Xiao Jiang heard this, he nodded seriously and said, "I'm not your brother to begin with. I just call you sister because I like you."
Jiang Zimo was off guard and blushed because of his sudden statement that he liked you. When she went to see Xiao Jiang again, she saw that he had already pushed the wheelchair and turned around to get medicine from the nurse. Thinking that he had originally
She was injured and was kept awake in the middle of the night by herself. She felt a little apologetic and stopped asking the question.
Anyway, once his passport and other things are found, he can go home.
The suspension bottle prescribed by the doctor contained analgesic ingredients. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she finally fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was still dark. She looked at the clock on the wall. However, at four o'clock in the morning, she was still lying in the hospital. Xiao Jiang was sitting in a wheelchair, with his head leaning against the cold wall. Xu was just
When I fell asleep, my breathing was not heavy, only my chest was rising and falling slightly.
The anesthetic had expired, and the wound on her head was burning with pain, but she did not dare to move, for fear that it would cause even greater pain. No longer sleepy, she just turned her head and looked at Xiao Jiang quietly.
I have to admit, this guy is really a good-looking man. His facial features are exquisite and can be described as beautiful, but he is not feminine at all.
There was a faint smell of soda water in the air, and the medicine in the bottle was dripping drop by drop. The cold light from the hospital's fluorescent lamp made his face and lips pale slightly. Jiang Zimo looked at him for a while.
Suddenly a suspicion flashed through my mind.
To be precise, she just thought of someone again.
A person she didn't want to think of.
Because of the car accident, Jiang Zimo naturally got half a month's leave. When the manager brought her colleagues to the hospital to visit her with flowers, she was holding a big gauze on her head and was weakly receiving a diaphragm injection, patiently.
After perfunctorily leaving them, she couldn't help but let out a long breath.
Fortunately, it was a blessing in disguise. I think the manager must have been instructed by Ellens to come here specifically to find out what was going on. Otherwise, with his arrogant personality, how could he be so condescending as to come to the hospital to visit her in person?