Chapter 78

Liao Zhenbo takes the material prepared by Wu Ma and carefully wipes every joint from Fu Xiaoqian's ankle. He didn't dare to exert himself too much, but he was afraid that he would not achieve the desired effect. It can be imagined how clumsy his actions are at the moment, and what kind of struggle should be in his mind.

During that time, I saw Fu Xiaoqian sweating and went to fetch water for her more than once.

It's not easy to wait for her to hang up, and her body temperature also recedes. Then he had time to raise his arm and look at the luxurious and steady hand-made mechanical watch on his wrist.

The clock had already pointed to the early morning of the next day.

Just one eye, he reached for Fu Xiaoqian's forehead again. His temperature had completely returned to normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Fu Xiaoqian's frown, he knew that his work today had not been finished. It's the first time to update

the sportswear, which has been wet with sweat and dried many times, is crumpled on Fu Xiaoqian's smooth skin.

He took the basin to the bathroom to change the basin of hot water, wiped the whole body for Fu Xiaoqian, put on clean and comfortable pajamas, watched her tight frown have a relaxation trend, this satisfied to put down the things at hand.

He Yi is lying beside Fu Xiaoqian. He dares not pull the quilt over his body for fear that it will disturb Fu Xiaoqian. I just took a piece of clothes and laid it across my stomach.

Because he understands that to take care of the patient, he must first take care of himself. If he is ill, his Bingbing will not be taken care of. He is not at ease that others will take care of her.

His eyelids began to show signs of fighting. He closed them gently, and then flicked them open again. He seemed to be worried. He turned to look at Fu Xiaoqian lying beside him. When he found that the corner of the quilt was lifted, he sat up again and helped her to tuck it in again.

This just dare to lie down at ease, carefully hold up Fu xiaoqianlu's hand outside the quilt.

Sleepy, he woke up more than once, check Fu Xiaoqian's situation, know that she has completely returned to normal, but also sleep very sweet, this dare from the bottom of my heart to a long sigh of relief.

Holding Fu Xiaoqian's hand, he lay down again. He was very sleepy. This time, he was really asleep.

Suddenly, Fu Xiaoqian jumped out of bed and looked at the direction of the window in horror.

Just as the tip of her foot touched the ground, she found that her hand was wrapped in Liao Zhenbo's big palm. She was not fully conscious yet. She twisted her arm and struggled to look at the window.

"What's the matter?" Liao Zhenbo is awakened by the sudden violent action and turns on the bedside lamp. See Fu Xiaoqian wearing a white silk pajamas, twitching arm, a face of panic and grief expression.

"Yes Someone broke the window and was about to jump in. I'm going to see it. I'm going to see it. " Fu Xiaoqian pointed to the direction of the window, her voice obviously with a cry.

Along the direction of her fingers, Liao Zhenbo looks at the closed window, but the curtain seems to have forgotten to close. It seems that he is still careless. His voice was soft, comforting Fu Xiaoqian, "Bingbing, wake up, you have a nightmare. You see, the windows are tightly closed. How can there be anyone

Then Liao Zhenbo put Fu Xiaoqian in his arms, put her head close to her chest, gently put her jaw on her head, patted her back, trying to calm her over excited mood.

"No, there are people, there are people. Why don't you believe me?" Fu Xiaoqian anxious, hands against Liao Zhenbo's chest, still adhere to their own ideas, want to go to the window to see.

"Believe, believe." Liao Zhenbo's voice is obviously full of worry.

"Come on, take a deep breath with me and calm down. I'll go and watch with you." Liao Zhenbo puts his hands on Fu Xiaoqian's shoulders and half forces her to take a deep breath with her. He really didn't know how to arouse her fear when she walked to the window in such an excited mood and such a dark night.

He could only force her to calm down.

Fu Xiaoqian just perfunctorily did a few breaths, and then turned to the window, she can't wait, but every step she walked trembling, as if she had determined that this thing was really happening.

Liao Zhenbo holds her hand. He wants to support her and protect her. When the two hands held each other at that moment, he obviously felt that the slender hand had been shaking, his heart suddenly shrunk, and his eyes were full of pity.

At the moment, he wanted to know why she was so insecure, eager to know.

"See, no one." In order to verify the truth of his words, Liao Zhenbo lifts all the curtains, as if it's not enough. He opens the window again and probes out. "There's no one outside."

"No way." Fu Xiaoqian lowered her head and murmured to herself, as if for confirmation, she took a step closer to the window, but she did not dare to put her head out of the window. "It should not be like this. Just now, I heard the sound of the broken glass."

"Bang." She seemed to be frightened by her voice, her thick eyelashes trembled, and then she said, "what a loud noise, the whole glass splashed.She pulled her hand out of Liao Zhenbo's and put it around her body. She seemed to sink into her own world, turned around, leaned back against the cold wall, slowly and slowly slid down, bent her knees and sat on the ground, "how can this happen? Someone broke the glass, he has already climbed to half, how can he escape?"

At the right time, Fu Xiaoqian's eyes, like black Zhai stone, have lost their usual brilliance. Her eyes instantly darkened and became lax. She seemed to be immersed in that terrible world, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, her eyes full of fear and helplessness.

"Bingbing, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Liao Zhenbo squats down beside him, pulls her head, presses her chest, and wants to bear the fear for her. The voice gently coaxed her, afraid that her voice would make her panic again.

"Someone, someone..." Fu Xiaoqian leans powerlessly into Liao Zhenbo's chest, and her mouth is still nagging.

"Bingbing, look at me." Liao Zhenbo's heart at this time thought that the glass hit by external force was cracking inch by inch, and then scattered all over the ground. Instead, he put his hand on Fu Xiaoqian's shoulder, lifted her face and forced her to look at herself, "look at me, do you know who I am? I'm your husband, Liao Zhenbo. "

Looking at Liao Zhenbo for a long time, as if for a century. Finally, Fu Xiaoqian's shaking body slowly began to become normal. Inexplicably, the tip of her nose a acid, two lines of clear tears so hung on the cheek.

"No crying." Liao Zhenbo lowers his head and approaches her cheek. His thin lips kiss the corners of her eyes. Salty, warm, he seems to have tasted the bitter taste.

At this moment, Liao Zhenbo can really feel that he is so close to Fu Xiaoqian that he can share the past time, but that time is not happy. He hurt, also moved, "no one will be able to hurt you, I will protect you, I will protect you for life."

Fu Xiaoqian's eyes have no waves, still silly, but not as dull as just now.

Then she opened Liao Zhenbo's hand and stopped looking at him. Step by step, he went to the direction of the bed, lifted the thin quilt and lay in. The whole person was tightly curled up like a baby in the mother's abdomen.

"Bingbing, tell me. Has this happened before? "

Liao Zhenbo holds her in his arms from behind and looks up at her. He doesn't get her answer, but he sees her eyelashes tremble and her slender eyebrows tightly knit together. It can be seen that she is very averse to mentioning this matter again.

What kind of past is that? Liao Zhenbo can't imagine that his big hands are clenched and his manicured nails are deeply buttoned into the palm and embedded in the flesh.

Looking at her pretty face, he was sleepless.

That night, he thought a lot about Fu Yanbing and Wang Yan, Fu Xiaoqian's past life, the five years of paying close attention to her, zhuoran and Mu Huan, her hatred after knowing the contents of the agreement, and her care for her family

In the middle of the night, he didn't change his posture. It seemed that he didn't even blink his eyes. In this way, he stared at the back of Fu Xiaoqian's head in the middle of the night with the faint yellow light. It was such a long and short midnight that he realized a lot of things and seemed to have no idea of anything. Maybe the light was too cold, so Liao Zhenbo felt lonely and lonely from the figure covered with green silk.

Liao Zhenbo knows that she is about to wake up. He moved some dry eyes, ready to meet her.

If so, Fu Xiaoqian first put his arm on her waist and gently moved it away. Then I raised my head a little, as if I found the strong arm under her head. After watching it for a long time, Liao Zhenbo didn't know what she was thinking, because her face was completely hidden by her soft hair.

As if she had seen enough, she raised her hand to hook up one side of her hair and put it behind her ears. Then she turned her eyes to see his face.

Liao Zhenbo raised a smiling face and said "good morning" to her lazily

Maybe he did too much mental exercise in one night and consumed too much energy. His voice was dry and a little hoarse. It sounded very lazy and cold.

Fu Xiaoqian seems to have been caught. She looks a little cramped. She glances away and seems to see something unexpected. Then she slowly moves her eyes back from the dust flying under the lamp.

The same Tunnel Sound, "morning."

With the cyan of Liao Zhenbo's eyes and the broken whiskers coming out of his jaw, he opened his mouth. Finally, he gave up and sat up from the bed with his arms.

"You want to ask me something?" Liao Zhenbo knows that Fu Xiaoqian's eyes can't deceive people.

"No Fu Xiaoqian turned around and looked for her slippers by the bed.

"Ah." Liao Zhenbo screams and successfully catches Fu Xiaoqian's attention.

"What's the matter?" She looks a little bit anxious.

Liao Zhenbo looks a little helpless to smile, the line of sight turned to just by Fu Xiaoqian pressure in the head of the arm, "seems to be numb, can't move.""I know it will hurt. Why don't you take it back earlier?" It's obviously blaming, but with a coquettish tone.

"I'm afraid it will disturb you."

Clearly very simple eight words, but let Fu Xiaoqian feel heavy warmth. See Liao Zhenbo trying to lift, she stopped him in time, "don't move, I'll rub for you."