Now Xiao Lingmo has completely become a plaster man. It feels like the remaining facial features are still purely natural and not handmade.
After experiencing several injuries, he still wanted to pretend that nothing had happened in front of Xia Youyou, as if he was not hit by someone, but that he was capable and deliberately hit a strongman or a BMW.
But as soon as he turned over, he screamed in pain. Xia Youyou, who was peeling apples for Xiao Lingmo, put down the things in her hands in horror.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Xia Youyou's eyes were wide open, her face was as serious as a clinician's, and Xiao Lingmo, the clinical trial product, seemed to have side effects during the trial.
However, Xiao Lingmo bit his pale lips calmly, firmly denying his pain, and squeezed out a few unyielding words from between his teeth: "It's really... it's nothing..."
"Is it really okay?"
Xia Youyou glanced at him and looked at the way he was turning over. He was probably uncomfortable in his posture.
Why does this guy like to hold on to himself so much?
She sighed, and without Xiao Lingmo's consent, she brushed off the face he had managed to hold on to, and carefully lifted his neck to help him change his sleeping position.
"Are you feeling better?"
That gentle and considerate tone made Xiao Lingmo blush for a moment. This woman had never been so kind to him, and the force she used was neither light nor heavy. She was even more powerful than the nurse.
But he thought about it, and if he just said it like this, wouldn't it make her feel superior in vain?
"It is so-so"
Xiao Lingmo pretended to be disdainful, and continued to squeeze out these words that he had thought about for a long time through his teeth, and fed back to Xia Youyou in a very harmonious manner.
so so?
Normal people would say that it was just normal, but as for him, she couldn't figure it out, but seeing how he liked to push through so much, she didn't bother to care about him anymore.
"As long as you don't have any objections"
"Second words? What afterthoughts?"
"The sequelae are the sequelae! But the sequelae I'm talking about are not that serious. I just mean that if you don't sleep in a good posture, you may get a stiff neck."
"Don't worry, I'll probably be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Impossible! If you want to leave, maybe the doctor won't agree."
"What is impossible for a young man like me? Are you looking down on me? The young man is thirsty and wants to eat an apple. Feed me quickly."
Xia Youyou stared at this man, he was really like a child when he was sick.