Sharp pain, almost an instant attack.
In a short time, she spread all over her body. She opened her mouth and wanted to talk.
But saw Chu Huaijin lose the blood color face in an instant, she pulled the lip angle, only a tiny movement, but seemed to exhaust all her strength.
She looked at him, quietly looking at him, eyes, more and more blurred.
It's getting darker.
Until the darkness, too thick to melt, engulfs her.
…………
It's like having a very long dream. The world in the dream is dark and oppressive.
Her body was heavy, like being tied to a huge stone and falling into the sea.
She can't move or break free, and can only be forced to accept a little drop and feel the weightlessness of losing her center of gravity.
Every minute, it becomes very long, suffering like a shadow.
Chu Huaijin just twisted the wet towel and came back. He saw that Yanyi people were frowning and their faces were already sweating.
She seemed to be haunted by nightmares, her head shaking from left to right, very painful.
"Baozi, Baozi, wake up." Put down the towel and Chu Huaijin slapped her face with her hand.
However, Yan Yi people did not wake up, but the look of pain became more and more obvious.
Chu Huaijin's eyes sank, his slapping strength increased, and his voice also increased a lot, "Yan Yiren, wake up quickly!"
"No, sir!" Chen CE came in with the doctor and prepared to change their medicine. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene.
Chu Huaijin, regardless of her injury, twisted the towel and slapped Yan Yi's face.
He galloped to stop Chu Huaijin. "Young master, the doctor told me that in the near future, the arm should not have a big movement, so as to prevent the wound from cracking."
"Get out of the way!" Chu Huaijin pushes Chen CE away. The movement range is too large. The wound on the white shirt and under the left shoulder slowly overflows with blood.
Chen CE sighed, "what are you going to do, young master? Tell me, I'll do it. Will you sit still? "
Chu Huaijin turns a deaf ear, ignores, raises her hand, continues to pat Yan Yi's face.
See that posture, he is impossible to listen to him, Chen Qie shook his head, went to take a clean towel and handed it to him, "master, here."
Chu Huaijin looks down at Yan Yi's forehead and face, then takes it, wipes it carefully.
Then, with a fierce heart, he grabbed her face, left and right, and pulled hard.
At that time, Chen CE felt the pain in the meat. He couldn't bear to look away.
Young master is really cruel to his wife.
"Well..." Yan Yi's people groaned with pain, and the lashes of two small fans quivered twice.
Chu Huaijin released her hand and changed it to clap, "baozi, wake up quickly, don't sleep."
This time, Yanyi finally opened her eyes. The light was too dazzling. She closed it again, waited a little, and then opened it.
Between opening and closing eyes, I have exchanged them several times before I get used to them.
"Young master..." Seeing the person in front of her, she called out and found her voice was hoarse.
It's as if there's coarse sandpaper rubbing, thick and dumb.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Chu Huaijin felt a sigh of relief, stroking her face with a light touch.
Yan Yiren squinted and recalled, "it seems that..."
She struggled to sit up, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her right shoulder.