"You..." Rui Ge stood up holding on to one side of the wheelchair.
Murong Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw her approaching, he couldn't help but give a strange smile, "So... you can walk."
Rui Ge squatted down and covered his wound with a towel. They were very close. With his shallow breathing, his chest was rising and falling slightly. This was the first time that she looked at a strange man at such a close distance.
body of.
"I'll call the doctor."
Rui Ge stood up, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Murong Jie shook his head at her, "Do you have a medical kit? I can handle it myself."
"It's better to go to the hospital, you're so seriously injured." Rui Ge frowned, and the white towel in her hand was already stained with blood.
"I don't want my dad to know." He looked at her with a hint of pleading in his eyes, "I owe you another favor."
Rui Ge thought for a while and asked uncertainly: "Can you really do it yourself?"
"Okay, but you have to help me."
His hand was still holding her wrist, and there was a strange temperature rising where their skins were touching. Rui Ge hurriedly pulled her wrist away, her face slightly pale, "Then wait for me."
After getting the medical kit, Murong Jie supported the bathtub on one side and sat up straight, "Is there any hemostatic gauze?"
"Yes." Ruige found gauze from the medicine box, "What else do you need?"
"Hydrogen peroxide, trauma medicine, and some medical tape."
"Will this hurt?" Ruige picked up the disinfectant. She remembered that once her hand was scratched and her brother used a little of this stuff on her. The pain made her grin.
"I can't move my arm, please help me pour hydrogen peroxide on the wound."
"Just like this?"
"Um."
"Will it hurt?"
"It doesn't matter, just pour it."
Murong Jie picked up the towel on one side and saw her trembling hands pointing the disinfectant at his wound. He opened his mouth and bit the towel. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his head, and there was a smear on the area where the hydrogen peroxide had been poured.
A layer of white bubbles.
Rige's palms were sweaty, and the hand holding the hydrogen peroxide was shaking slightly. He must have been in pain. If it were her, she would have cried. But he didn't say a word, just biting his mouth tightly.
The towel on his face caused the veins on his forehead to pop out. It wasn't until the sharp pain subsided that he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and reached out to take the towel from his mouth.
"What to do next?" For Ruige, this is simply a kind of torture. From childhood to adulthood, she has always had an inherent superiority. Someone will arrange everything for her. She does not need to figure out people's hearts.
There is no need to worry about good or evil, food, clothing, housing and transportation. Her world is as beautiful as a fairy tale world, just like the colorful background in her paintings.
This was the first time she saw someone bleeding in front of her.
"Are you afraid?" Murong Jie stared at her eyes that were as clear as water mist. These eyes were as clear as a lake in a mountain stream, without waves, and the bottom could be clearly seen. He felt that he had seen it somewhere, but it was so far away.
Almost no memory.
"No." Rui Ge shook her head, but her trembling hands betrayed her.
Murong Jie suddenly smiled evilly, "You are really a flower in the greenhouse. A little blood can scare you like this."
"When I say no, I mean no." Rui Ge was a little annoyed, "Tell me, what should I do next?"
"Sprinkle these powders on it, then wrap the wound with hemostatic gauze, and secure it with tape around it."
"Have you often been injured before?"
"No, but if you do it once, you will have experience."
"Who are those people chasing you?"
"I don't know him either."
She couldn't imagine what he did. If he was that kind of gangster in society, the logo of the shirt thrown aside did not match his identity. It was a purely handmade shirt, and just a logo was ordinary enough.
People buy a year's worth of clothes.
Rui Ge finally managed to treat his wound. She was inexperienced, so she seemed to be in a hurry.
"Why is your face so white?" Murong Jie looked at her paper-like face, which was almost transparent. Although it was beautiful, it was an unhealthy color.
"It's nothing." Rui Ge returned to the wheelchair and sat there to calm down her rapid breathing.
"You..." Murong Jie only said half of what he said when Rui Ge suddenly interrupted him, "No, no, I just haven't been feeling well these days."
He suddenly smiled and looked down at the bandaged wound, "You are overthinking."
He doesn't care if she really has any illness, this should be the last time they see each other.
"These are my father's clothes. I don't know if they suit you."
He is about the same height as Lu Sheng, but a bit slimmer.
"Thanks."
Murong Jie put on the black T-shirt and noticed that a row of small letters on it said "Chinese Special Forces", "Is your father a soldier?"
"Hmm." Rui Ge pointed to the white shirt stained by blood, "What should I do about this?"
"Throw it away."
She stuck out her tongue and threw away clothes costing tens of thousands of dollars at will. It was really the style of a wealthy person.
Murong Jie walked to the window and took a look, "How do I get out of here?"
"I'll give it to you, but you still have to climb the wall. Are you sure the wound won't open?"
"Won't."
She was a little skeptical just now, but now she saw him jumping up the wall with nimble movements and being as light as a swallow, so she believed him.
Murong Jie stood on the wall and looked at her, "Thank you."
"Will we meet again in the future?"
He remained silent and did not speak. The way her eyes flickered made him unable to bear to tell her the truth. He was a beast living in the darkness and was incompatible with such a sunny and pure girl.
"Will we be friends?"
He raised his arms and wrote a series of numbers in the air, "This is my phone number, goodbye."
He climbed down the wall and disappeared in front of her like the wind.
Rui Ge silently wrote down the number, just wrote it down.
When school started, Ruige finally got rid of her wheelchair. She had just been discharged from the hospital, and her family was worried about her health, so they asked her to use a wheelchair. At that time, she was so weak that even ordinary walking became difficult. Now her condition has improved.
With control, she can live like an ordinary person.
The doctor once said that she would not live to be eight years old, but she still successfully reached the age of eighteen. She does not believe in fate and has never believed in it.
"Miss, I'm afraid Marshal Lu and his wife won't be able to come back in time to attend your opening ceremony." Song's mother said with some regret, "Young master, I don't know if I can fly back?"
"My brother will come back, he promised me." Ruige prepared things for the start of school tomorrow. For her, university is a new environment, where she may be able to find a different life.
Lu Sheng and Luo Xi accompanied Chairman Li abroad, and the return date was scheduled for a week later, so they were unable to attend her opening ceremony, but Lu Sheng prepared a gift for her, a paintbrush used by Picasso.
Ruige packed it carefully in her suitcase, treating it like a treasure.
"Oh, it's the young master who's back, it's the young master." Song's mother, who was standing at the door, suddenly shouted happily.
********Many people ask, Murong Jie should know Tangxin! But at that time, one was four years old and the other was eight years old, and they only met once. Now after so many years, the children have long grown up.
Now that you are an adult, it’s strange that you can still remember it, right?************Okay, there won’t be any updates today.