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Chapter 52 The flowers on the band-aid are too ugly

The nurse sister treated Shen Qinghe's wound and needed to squeeze out a small amount of blood from the wound first.

It hurts a little.

Shen Qinghe frowned, leaned back, and refrained from saying anything.

Jiang Yao's eyes were a little cold: "Can you be gentler?"

The nurse did not stop what she was doing and lowered her head to deal with it seriously: "I know that as a brother, you feel sorry for your sister, but this wound needs to be treated like this."

The nurse sister is still young and has a good temper.

Shen Qinghe smiled secretly, of course he was happy to be praised for his youth.

Jiang Yao's face was gloomy, his lips were pursed tightly, and he said nothing.

The nurse has seen what kind of people are like in the world. She has not seen many families of patients who are difficult to deal with. This one is quite reasonable.

It's understandable, after all, they all feel sorry for their own families.

The wound was washed with physiological saline, disinfected with povidone iodine, and a band-aid was put on her.

"I'll do a skin test later. If there's no problem, I'll give you a tetanus antitoxin injection."

The skin test was negative, so I went back to the doctor to wait for the injection.

Shen Qinghe's legs felt weak, so he sat on a stool and kept tapping his feet to relieve his tension.

Jiang Yao rolled up his sleeves for her, revealing his fair arms, which were so thin that he could hold them with one hand.

Doctor swabs arm with alcohol swab.

Shen Qinghe's body was stiff and extremely nervous.

"Relax."

A pair of slender, clean hands covered her eyes, blocking her sight of the injection needle.

Cool.

Relax your mind and body.

After the doctor finished the injection, he said gently: "Observe for 30 minutes. If there is no allergic reaction, leave."

Shen Qinghe was sitting on the public chair next to the clinic, looking at the band-aid and always wanting to tear it off.

It's really ugly and an eyesore.

Jiang Yao's eyes fell on her quietly, then he turned around and took a pen with the doctor.

Squatting in front of her, he carefully held her hand, avoiding the wound, and drew a small flower next to the band-aid, speaking in a doting tone: "Today, my child was very good. He didn't cry or fuss after the injection. I'll give him a small red flower as a reward."

"But it's blue."

Shen Qinghe didn't give any face, but directly made trouble.

Jiang Yao sat next to her, leaning lazily on the seat, his long legs slightly bent, and his back to her.

"If I don't say something nice, I won't forgive you."

Shen Qinghe looked at the French plane trees outside the window, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he had no intention of coaxing him.

He was the one who coaxed her all the time.

"On the count of three, you'll have no chance." Seeing that she didn't respond, Jiang Yao added.

"1,2..." San refused to fall, "2.01, 2.02..."

"3." Shen Qinghe couldn't listen anymore and counted 3 for him.

Jiang Yao turned around sharply.

Shen Qinghe had already expected that he would not be able to help but turn his head.

Those seductive peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons, clear and agile, with his shadow reflected in them.

Jiang Yao's eyes were soft and tender, and he gently pinched her soft cheek: "You little heartless one."

Shen Qinghe wrinkled the tip of his nose and dodged his attack with a smile.

——

After eating outside, it was already past six o'clock when we returned to the dormitory.

Wen Jingjing was still busy with the e-sports club, and Gu Xiao went to the library after class.

Only Chen Anzhi was eating noodles and eggs in the dormitory.

"Is your hand okay?" Chen Anzhi had unfinished instant noodles in his mouth and his speech was unclear.

"It's okay, just give it a shot and you'll be fine."

"That's good." Put on the headphones and continue watching her movie.

Shen Qinghe stood in front of the table and adjusted the equipment to ensure that the camera could only illuminate her hands and the screen.

After receiving her broadcast announcement at seven o'clock, Wen Jingjing called worriedly: "Can you handle it with your hands? Just wait for two days!"

"It's a small matter, just the left hand."

I hung up the phone and simulated it again before sitting down and waiting for the broadcast time.

After checking my phone for a while, the time is up.

When the broadcast just started, a lot of people came in, some of them came to watch the fun, and some of them were waiting for her to flip over.

Can Bao Ai Wang Zai: My sister’s hands are so beautiful!

Highland Security: Show your hands more often in the future, but why is my sister’s hand injured?

Shen Qinghe lowered his head and logged into King of Glory, explaining simply: "It's scratched."

Taoji yyds: I’m afraid it’s not an excuse for the mistake later! In fact, the band-aid didn’t hurt at all.

Shen Qinghe frowned, raised his hand and took down today's injection drug record from the shelf, blocked the key information, and placed it under the camera.

After a few seconds, he took it away again: "My hands are really inconvenient today, so I can't show the shooters I have played one by one."

Love to Eat Peach: Look! I’m starting to make excuses.

Passerby A: Stop being so tempo upstairs, yours hasn’t come out for live broadcast yet! What are you clamoring for here?

Passers-by couldn't stand it anymore and said they would wait until they saw the results before speaking.

"Wait a minute."

Jiang Yao sent her a message.

Jiang Yao: Be careful not to touch the wound with water.

The barrage started again: No way! No way! Are you looking for bearings and Galaxy Belt to fly again?

"I'll take Gongsun Li, who has the highest difficulty level! I usually play this, and the others are fine." Shen Qinghe started the peak match.

Peak matches can only be played solo.

The risk is not too great, and passer-by assistance is certainly not as protective as bearings.

Shen Qinghe did not choose to take Yao first, but pre-selected Gongsun Li.

The support usually consists of three soft assistants, most likely a younger sister. In order to cooperate with her, I took a big Qiao.

The shooter on the opposite side is Li Yuanfang, and Gongsun Li can use his second skill to make him fly out of the carousel and disappear.

In the opening line, Shen Qinghe learned the second skill first. The opponent was more cautious at the beginning and did not fight head-on.

Li Yuanfang was hit in a wave of status online, and he dodged to save his life.

Shen Qinghe squatted in the grass and bet that he would not go home, waiting for him to come out and clear the military line.

After he used his second skill to draw three lines of troops, Shen Qinghe turned on his violent rage and came out to level him, and then used his second skill to avoid his first skill.

firstblood.

Gongsun Li defeated Li Yuanfang.

The people watching the joke in the live broadcast room shut up. In less than two minutes, she single-handedly killed the opponent's shooter. Her operation was impeccable, and there was no room for hacking.

Assistant Da Qiao was still switching lanes with the middle lane. Shen Qinghe manually returned to the city and returned to his birthplace. She used to use her second skill.

She was stunned. This was her habit as a drinker.

I need to change it, and I can’t be caught by Song Ci.

——

Lu Jinbai came back from dinner and brought a meal to Zhou Cheng and placed it in front of his table.

"How come you, a graduate student, always have time to watch live broadcasts?" Lu Jinbai leaned his head closer again, "These hands are quite beautiful."

The fingers are narrow and slender, the knuckles are well-proportioned, and the nails are not manicured and have a healthy luster.

He is also half a hand controler, and he is full of praise for it.

Jiang Yao was woken up by Lu Jinbai, the tail of his eyes were reddish, and his dark eyes were filled with coldness.

He has a severe problem with getting out of bed.

Zhou Cheng noticed the movement on the upper bunk and turned to look at him diagonally above: "Your little apprentice is live broadcasting!"

Jiang Yao was not interested in his cheap apprentice and had no intention of watching her live broadcast.

Get out of bed and go drink water.

"These hands are beautiful, but the flowers on this band-aid are too ugly!"

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