Zhang Sen ran to the injured and shouted with concern, and quickly called 120. This scene stunned the security guard who was following behind.
"Report the situation of target No. 3! Report the situation of target No. 3!" Ding Dapeng urged him to see the sound of the next part of the radio.
"Target No. 3 has stopped, check the situation of the injured and call an ambulance." The following security guard reported in confusion. Continue to observe!" Ding Dapeng ordered, hesitated for a moment, and decided to report to Leng Yan.
In the ward.[
Luo Ning lay on the back of the bed, Leng Yan sat by the bed, putting her left foot on her knees, and was slowly and gently giving her massage.
His movements were careful and gentle, just like stroking the most precious porcelain. In fact, in his eyes, the rarest porcelain in the world is not as good as Luo Ning's hair. In his eyes, Luo Ning is a priceless treasure, his
Heart flesh.
The thumb slides on the swollen feet. Wherever the fingers pass, the swollen flesh rolls forward with the thumb like wrinkles. A warm current comes from the cold-blooded thumb, making Luo Ning itch and his body tremble slightly.
"Don't move around." Leng Yan whispered. "Is itchy?" Luo Ning retorted, but when he saw the sweat on Leng Yan's forehead, he felt his intentions, and no longer gritted his teeth and held back, and stretched out his strength.
He took out his sleeves and wiped the sweat stains on her forehead.
After a while, Leng Yan repeatedly massaged several times before letting go of Luo Ning's soles and breathing a deep breath.
"My injury is nothing serious. It's almost healed. You don't have to spend any effort to massage me." Luo Ning looked at Leng Yan and said in a daze. "It's okay, it's not a problem." Leng Yan shook his head and said as he said
Go to the bathroom to clean.
"Do you want to eat something?" After a moment, Leng Yan came out of the bathroom and asked.
"No!" Luo Ning shook his head, looked out the door with a strange expression, and a hint of urgency flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong with you?" Leng Yan asked when she noticed her abnormality. "Nothing." Luo Ning shook her head and said with a hurried look on her face. Leng Yan couldn't help but wonder, and said, "Your face is so red, are you feeling uncomfortable?
?”
"No, no." Luo Ning said shyly. "I said no, it's almost written on my face." Leng Yan smiled. Luo Ning subconsciously touched his face, looked up and saw Leng Yan looking at him.
She said concernedly: "What's wrong? Can't even I say it?"
"I...I want to go to the bathroom." Luo Ning gritted her teeth, her face flushed with shame. Although she had already had the most intimate relationship with Leng Yan, she had taken a bath with him more than once, but she said this
She still had a hot face when she said that.
She was not going to say it at first, but she had already rang the doorbell for a while, but the nurse didn't know what was going on and didn't come. Moreover, as Leng Yan helped her massage, her urine became stronger, especially Leng Yan
After entering the bathroom, she could hear the sound of running water from the faucet, and she could hardly hold it in.
"I'll go find a nurse." Leng Yan said. "I've rang the bell, but they are not yet." Luo Ning said with his head down.
"How about I help you in!" Leng Yan said when she saw her anxious. "But..." Luo Ning was still hesitant.
"Don't let it go, you can't just hold it in this way. We are old husband and wife, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Leng Yan picked her up from the bed without saying a word...