Qingwu came out of the bathroom and was about to dry her hair when she received a call from Jiang Henhan.
She felt a little strange. Didn't he go back? Why did he call again?
When I picked it up, it was really strange.
The person who spoke was not Jiang Henhan at all, but a doctor who claimed to be a doctor from the trauma department of xx Hospital.
"Hello, the owner of the mobile phone was injured. We have bandaged him, but because he drank alcohol, he fell asleep on the chair in the corridor of our hospital. We had no choice but to check his communication records and found that
You are the person he has contacted the most, Miss Duan. If it is convenient for you, can you come and pick up Mr. Jiang? He suffered trauma to multiple parts of his body. Although the injury has been controlled by us, he was lying in the hospital for most of the night after drinking.
It is easy to catch a cold, which also affects the image of our hospital..."
Qingwu was shocked and nodded in panic. Then she realized that she was talking through a mobile phone and the other party couldn't see her at all. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and immediately replied, "Okay, I'll be there right away!"
I hung up the phone, feeling very confused.
How could he be injured? Could it be that he was injured while performing a mission? But why are there no teammates around him?
It's really weird.
When Qing Wu arrived at the hospital, Jiang Henhan had already woken up and was scolding the doctor who called Qing Wu for making arbitrary decisions.
"Jiang Henhan!" Qing Wu walked over and shouted.
Jiang Henhan paused, turned around, and turned his left cheek half aside. Ling Yansen punched his right cheek twice in a row. Now that it was drugged, it was colorful and swollen, not to mention how ugly it was.
"Qingwu, you don't need to come. It's just a minor injury. I can handle it myself."
Qingwu frowned and looked at him. She came out in a hurry and didn't wear any high heels. She only had a pair of house slippers on her feet. Her five fingers were white and shiny, and her pink and cute colors were falling on the slippers, because the hospital was not far from home.
, and I got a taxi, so my hair is still dripping with water, and my body is filled with a refreshing fragrance after bathing.
Every time he took a step closer to Jiang Henhan, the fragrance in his hair became more intense and refreshing, and Jiang Henhan had already woken up from most of his wine.
He was slightly startled, looking at her thin silhouette stretched by the backlight, her hair softer than dandelions dancing in the night wind. That frail image was graceful and delicate.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you hurt? Does it hurt?" Qingwu's thoughts were all on his bruised face. Her eyes were like a frightened rabbit deep in the mountains, as clear as a little microwave in a spring.
Jiang Henhan could tell that she was worried about him.
This realization made him inexplicably happy.
He was calm, without frowning, and smiled naively, "Why does it hurt? What is this injury? I often get more serious injuries than this when performing tasks, and once I even..."
Qing Wu frowned slightly, looking at the torn wound on his arm, a little frightened. She touched it with cold hands, with a solemn look on her face, "Why aren't you more careful? You are a human being, not steel, no matter how good your kung fu is.
You have to be careful. If you keep getting hurt like this, you will get the root of the disease!"
Her tone was actually very serious.
However, Jiang Henhan turned into a piece of wood, unable to move. A soft song filled his ears, and his body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The radio waves set off a violent stimulation in his nerve center, all because of his rough body.
Her thin, green and green fingers on her arms were so cold, like the cold jade bed in ancient martial arts novels, clear and clear of ice crystals, but it made his heart boil.
With an inadvertent twitch, Jiang Henhan was a little embarrassed. He turned sideways, lowered his arm, and left her hand, slapping awkwardly, touching the back of his head to admit his mistake, "I understand."
Qingwu glared at him, then asked the doctor beside her carefully, "How long will he need to recover from such an injury? Will there be scars on his arms? What can't he eat? How many times do he need to change the medicine a day?"
"Be careful not to touch the water or do strenuous exercise. Sweat dripping into the wound will be very painful. Avoid spicy food. The weather is not very hot now. Just change the medicine every two days. In addition..."
Qingwu listened carefully and nodded repeatedly.
Jiang Henhan on the side was pushed aside, but he was not disappointed at all. On the contrary, he was extremely happy. It turned out that she cared about him so much. Maybe, in her heart, she also had some status. For now, this is enough.
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Thinking of Ling Yansen's arrogant and cruel words just now, Jiang Henhan couldn't help but feel a little funny. That domineering and wanton man was a bit immature after all. Why was staying by her side a gift from him? Fortunately, he could say it out loud! After all,
, Ling Yansen is just afraid. A man like him will have to be stubborn until death. He is not as stubborn as Ling Yansen. All he wants is for the thin and thin woman in front of him to look at her well.
, he felt that it was already very good. Although his mother kept nagging him that he would not find a girlfriend even in his thirties, and she kept complaining that he could not have grandchildren, Jiang Henhan knew that his mother was optimistic about him.
Qing Wu, I can see that my mother likes Qing Wu very much, from the very beginning. If possible... that would be great.
Qing Wu got the medicine from Jiang Henhan and came to the place.
Jiang Henhan tilted his head and knocked on the back of the chair, snoring loudly. Qingwu looked at the looks of people passing by and called him out in slight embarrassment.
"Get up quickly, I'll take you home."
When she saw that he didn't respond, she raised her foot and kicked his leg in desperation. This action seemed somewhat intimate to others.
Jiang Henhan rubbed his eyes, with a confused look on his face, and when he yawned, the strong smell of alcohol emitted from his mouth, which made Qing Wu hide back. He squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, "I'm sorry, please trouble you."
Already."
"You have helped me so much, what does this mean? In fact, you should have called me earlier, are you so afraid of troublesome me?" Qingwu saw him standing up unsteadily, and quickly supported him, angry.
With pink cheeks and red lips, petite and cute, Jiang Henhan looked at her like this and smiled softly, "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."
"That's right. Let's go."
She stood next to him, and because she was wearing slippers, it reached his shoulder. Therefore, when she lifted his arm to his shoulder, she had to stand on tiptoes to lift it up. Jiang Henhan smiled and deliberately tilted his body,
Next to her, in the white light, two shadows, one high and one low, were tightly connected without any gaps, and walked into the depths of the night together.
At this time, neither Qing Wu nor Jiang Henhan knew that in Ward A, the high-end ward on the third floor of the hospital, the window facing the street was open, and the plain curtains were lingering in the night breeze. They stood in the middle of the window with their heads slightly lowered.
Looking down at the man, his short, lean hair stood on end, like needles pricking thorns, cutting the smooth wind into messy pieces.
The deep facial features made the tension on the side look more obvious. The white paper-like light whitened the expressionless outline of his face, and his tightly pursed thin lips were covered with a layer of frost-like white.
His frown almost turned into a tightly wrapped bandage on his arm that could never be untied.
Those white bandages were quickly stained with red, and then, blood fell drop by drop on the white floor, a dazzling red.
The nurse beside her just looked at him, not daring to get close to this man whose whole body exuded the aura as sinister as Hell. It was really scary. Just now, she just saw that his wound was open and blood was pouring out, and she kindly went over to try to re-bandage him.
In a moment, he was shouted back by his thundering anger.
On the other side, Lin Wencai stood steadily, looking in the direction where his boss was staring, and then sighed softly with a heavy breath in his heart.
He didn't know why the boss was looking at him so seriously. The man and woman chatting and laughing on the street downstairs were so dazzling. The blue and black outline of the boss's face, the anger and deep sense of frustration that couldn't be concealed were so obvious.
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Ling Yansen curled his lips, feeling a sharp and piercing pain in his heart. Therefore, even when the wound on his arm opened, he felt nothing.
Downstairs, she was helping Jiang Henhan pass by, holding a bag of medicine for him in her hand. She was so careful, gritting her teeth to endure Jiang Henhan's weight. It was obvious that she was very careful and was afraid of touching Jiang Henhan.
Hate the cold wound.
They occasionally looked at each other, with affectionate expressions on their faces, talking and laughing.
Her side face swaying in the wind looked gentle and beautiful. The delicate and clear gaze she looked at Jiang Henhan was like a street lamp under the thick fog, shining with all the beauty. She was smiling, slightly.
On the ground, the sun gently brushed through the willow-like smile.
Has she looked at herself like this? Has she ever smiled at herself like this?
Damn it!
Why does he have no memory at all? Why can’t he recall anything about their relationship?
Ling Yansen punched the glass, and the glass bounced. Soon, the cracked marks spread like split branches on the flat glass.
The nurse screamed in fright.
Lin Wencai also frowned and ran over. Regardless of the chill and hostility emanating from Ling Yansen's body, he picked up his bloody hand and was shocked, "Mr. Ling! Your hand is seriously injured. It has just been bandaged."
Okay, what are you doing? The injury is getting injured and it is split again! Nurse, call your attending doctor over and take a look! Go quickly!"
Big beads of sweat dripped on his forehead and made a crisp sound on the floor. However, Ling Yansen felt that he could not hear anything, and his chest felt tight. Soon, he felt a sense of suffocation, his eyes hurt, and his chest hurt.
, the whole body hurts.
He sighed, his eyelids falling thickly and silently.
What is it... He can't stand her being intimate with other men, no! Not even with a single glance! He is madly jealous and cares madly! Anger and jealousy are like crazy growing vines that wrap around his heart, hurting and hurting himself, every time he looks at it
, the strangulation to the heart becomes even more severe.
What should I do? Ah Wu, I can’t stand your departure after all.
What should I do? Ah Wu, I am so timid that I cannot bear the thought of you falling in love, getting married, or having children with other men. It would be terrifying if you killed me with your own hands.