"It was beaten by an iron rod." Wenxuan looked calm.
The doctor looked serious and had various examinations. Finally, he asked to take an X-ray and make sure the bones were fine. Then he concluded: "It's just that there are some serious soft tissue injuries. I prescribe some medicine and go to the outside world. If the pain is severe, take some pain to relieve the pain.
medicine."
He Mengjie took the medicine given by the doctor, pulled Wenxuan out and ran away on the street. It was already early in the morning...
Wenxuan smiled softly: "Go back to the hotel with me. Will you not disturb others when you go back to school so late?"
He Mengjie immediately took a step back and stared at him: "I don't want to go back to the hotel with you." It seemed as if he was going to do anything to her.
Wenxuan's smile became wide, "Your figure is not very good, so I don't care."
He Mengjie pouted and stared at him.
He approached and stretched out the injured hand to pull her. When she moved a little, he grinned in pain, so she didn't dare to move and asked him to pull it obediently.
"Let's go, and help me apply medicine." Wenxuan's tone was very natural and he pulled her towards the hotel.
He Mengjie hesitated for a moment and finally followed him to the hotel.
The hotel is also in the town, not too far away. When the two entered the room, the heating was comfortable, Wenxuan took off his windbreaker and sat on the sofa.
He changed into slippers, unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, and the terrifying blue-purple scar was exposed.
He Mengjie was frightened and hurriedly took medicine to spray him.
Although Wenxuan did not breathe in this time, his brows frowned tightly.
He Mengjie quickly blew into the wound and asked while blowing, "Is it hurting so much?"
Wenxuan's brows were still frowning tightly and gritted his teeth.
He Mengjie was stunned, and then became a little anxious: "What's wrong? Is it hurting so much? What should I do?"
She asked three questions in a row, and her deep concern and heartache were clearly revealed from her eyes.
Wenxuan did not answer, but his shoulders began to tremble gently.
He Mengjie was startled and thought that something unexpected happened to him, but then a strange voice attracted her attention.
It was a low voice, as if it was a moaning moan, but it sounded not right afterwards.
She stopped moving, listened intently for a few seconds, and then suddenly stood up suddenly: "Wenxuan, you are playing tricks on me!"
Wenxuan finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter.
Seeing He Mengjie turning around and leaving, Wenxuan quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist: "I didn't play tricks on you, I really hurt, but seeing you are so nervous, I can't help but want to laugh again.
This proves that you still have me in your heart!”
He Mengjie shook his hand angrily: "Do you think this is fun? It might have been fun before, but now I don't think it's fun at all. Wenxuan, I don't want to have any ambiguity with you anymore, because this
It will remind me that you and other women have had ambiguous relationships like this!”
Seeing that she seemed really angry, Wenxuan immediately patted her chest and promised: "I have never had any ambiguity with other women. I have only had ambiguity with you!"
"I don't believe it!" He Mengjie was angry and turned around and was about to leave. "I'm leaving. Please take care of your own injuries. Buy a plane ticket tomorrow and fly back. There is a Tingyu waiting for you to take care of at home!"