Xiao Jiang closed his eyes hard to suppress the surging anger in his body. When he opened his eyes again, his black eyes were still sharp and scary, and he said in a deep voice: "What happened?" What happened to make her so cruel?
hurt oneself!
Jiang Zimo gave a helpless and pale smile. After the endless desolation, there was a humble look that he had never seen before.
Xiao Jiang carried her out of the bathroom, then wrapped her body in a bath towel and put her back.
He turned around and walked to the door, opened the bedroom door, and motioned for the nurse outside to come in and continue injecting the diaphragm for her.
When she saw the silver needle piercing the back of her hand mercilessly, she suddenly screamed with such force and hoarseness that the nurse was frightened and at a loss.
As if suddenly being greatly stimulated, Jiang Zimo held his head with both hands, rolling his disheveled hair around in his vagina, whimpering like a wounded animal, his voice was broken and hoarse, and could not be recognized.
Xiaojiang stepped forward to hug her, firmly fixed the back of her bleeding hand, and then found a clean towel to wipe it clean.
"What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid. It's all over now. You've gone home. No one will hurt you again."
Her face turned pale from crying, and a piece of her lip was bitten at some point. Red blood spilled to the corner of her mouth. The sadness on her face was unbearable to see.
Seeing that the diaphragm injection failed, she seemed to be particularly resistant to this. Xiao Jiang turned around, sent the nurse away, and went to pour water for her to take medicine.
"Come on, the nurse said that if you don't take anti-inflammatory injections, you must take these pills on time. Otherwise, the wound in your mouth will become infected."
There was endless stinging pain, and the tip of the bitten tongue was already swollen. Maybe it was because she had treated the wound when she passed out just now, but now her mouth was filled with a bitter medicinal smell.
Jiang Zimo seemed to be tired from struggling. She curled up quietly in a corner. She was wearing a large bathrobe that Xiao Jiang temporarily found for her. It was also tilted to the side at this time, revealing most of her snow-white shoulders.
Her dark hair was spread over her chest, her helpless eyes were fixed on one spot, and she seemed to be in a daze.
Xiao Jiang sighed and was about to put the medicine into her mouth when he saw her open her mouth quietly and obediently.
She took the medicine and drank a few sips of warm water. Then she closed her eyes tiredly, fell down on the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.
The light of the wall lamp was dimmed, and in the darkness, only the boy's handsome figure was reflected on the wall covered with brown wallpaper.
He looked at her quietly for a long time in front of the bed. Occasionally, when he heard a vague moan of pain from the sleeping girl, he couldn't help but get a violent shock all over his body. Cracks appeared on his cold and stern face, and he was filled with anger.
The ruthlessness was fully displayed, and in an instant, the murderous intention could not be concealed.
He knew that before he arrived, she must have been inhumanly abused. However, looking at her expression, it was obvious that this pain had caused huge scars deep in her heart.
As long as she thinks of those memories, she can't help but lose her mind.
She was afraid, she was hesitant, she even harmed herself, washed her body with such a rough wooden brush, refused injections, refused to receive treatment...
All this is just because the damage she suffered in the past was so great that she traveled far away from home, and even after two years, she still cannot be easily touched!
Who makes her feel so terrible? That makes her unable to face it?