"Mr. Ye, zongbei li has lost so much blood. Don't you need a blood transfusion?"
Tong Huaer turned to look at him.
"Blood transfusion?" Ye Shen seemed to have heard a big joke.
Tong Huaer nodded solemnly, staring straight at him and waiting for his answer.
The words of both of them reached the man on the big bed without missing a word. Because of lying down, Zong Beili could not see Tong Huaer at the door, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly, "Come here!"
The doctors who were stitching up all stopped and turned to look at Huaer.
Tong Huaer shuddered and walked inside, frowning at the smell of blood in the room. His eyes could not help but look at the man's injured back. He bit his lips and squatted down beside the bed, looking at him with twinkling eyes.
"Scared?" Zong Beili kept raising her chin with his big hands.
"... Tong Huaer nodded and shook his head again. He looked at him and said," Zong Beili, are you in pain?"
She wasn't scared, she was scared to death! He had lived in peace for so many years, and it was his first time seeing such a scene, but he still cared about him first.
Zong Beili fixed his eyes on her, his thin, sexy lips moving, "Go on."
The doctors immediately lowered their heads to continue with the treatment of the wound. Zong Beili pulled her little head over, and their foreheads were almost pressed together. In a low voice, he ordered domineeringly, "Kiss me!"
"Ah?"
Tong Huaer looked at him in confusion, now?
"You don't understand?" Zongbei glared at her with impatience.
Tong Huaer was shocked, bit his lip, and slowly moved closer. Her pink lips pressed against his lips, mimicking his previous movements, and carefully kissed.
Forget it. What else could she care about with a patient?
Zong Beili followed her youthful movements, narrowed his eyes and stared at her trembling eyelashes. His large hands clasped the back of her head to prevent her from leaving.
Their kisses were not very hot, but there was a hint of a similar atmosphere spreading.
Ye Shen looked at the two men with complicated eyes and made a gesture to the doctors. The doctors immediately quickened their movements, put on bandages after stitching, and then silently retreated.
"Zong Beili..."
The door closed to wake Tong Huaer up. When he opened his eyes and saw the smile in the man's eyes, his face turned red.
What happened? Since she kissed him until she forgot herself...
Zong Beili didn't make things difficult for her until she was shy. He reached out and pinched her little face, "Go open the window and relax. Come and lie with me for a while."
He was a human being, not a god. How could he not react at all after bleeding so much?
Tong Huaer looked at him and stood up obediently to open the window. When he returned to the bed, he saw his blood-stained clothes. He picked them up and threw them out. Then he went back to the bed and lay down next to him.
In the past, every time Tong Huaer and zong beili slept together, his heart was very uneasy. This man always had feelings at any time, but today, there was no need to be afraid, because from the man's pale face and fatigue between his brows, it could be seen that he had no energy to do that anymore.
"Zong Beili, are you hungry? Let me get you something to eat."
Although it was inconvenient for her hand to be in a cast, it was not completely immobile.
It was quiet in the room. Zong Beili was just resting with his eyes closed and didn't fall asleep. Hearing her voice, the man opened his eyes and stared at her, "Little disaster, why do you always use food to get rid of me?"
He apologized for making food when he was angry and comforted when he was hurt. Was he so fond of eating in this woman's eyes?
"Because... Because I don't know what else to do." Tong Huaer said.
He didn't need money or people to care about him. She didn't have anything she could handle in front of him and could only cook him a meal.
"Zong Beili, are you really not hungry?" Tong Huaer asked again.
At noon, he had been watching her eat, not moving his chopsticks.
"I don't want to eat." Zong Beili's tone was faint. He put a big hand on her waist, glanced at her small face, which quickly darkened, and said, "Why don't you chat with me?"
"Uh... Okay... What do you want to talk about?"
He was a patient and she should satisfy him, but she was not good at chatting.
Zong Beili looked at her indifferently and said, "Why didn't those two men hit them when they harassed you today? You used to be mean to me, but you stopped resisting in front of other men?"
She used to scratch her a few times before. He was upset when he thought of this. Why didn't she treat other people's men so badly?
Tong Huaer was stunned. Zong Beili was blaming her for not resisting? But...
"Aren't they your business partners?"
That's why she didn't dare to offend, or else a glass of orange juice would have spilled over.
"Ha! You will think of me!" However, after she finished speaking, what she got was a man's sneer. Zong beili grabbed her chin with his big hand and used some force to stare at her painful little face and said coldly, "If anyone dares to touch you again in the future, pull it back! I don't need to be afraid! Do you understand?"
"... I know, I know."
It hurts. Can he let go?
Zong Beili raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, loosened his chin with his big hand, and slid into the quilt to hold one side of her soft, comfortable play.
Tong Huaer reached out and pushed him, "Zong Beili..."
"What are you doing?" Zongbei glared at her and said domineeringly, "Can't you eat or let me touch it?"
In terms of shamelessness, she was no match for the man in front of her.
Suddenly, an important question came to mind. Tong Huaer looked up at the man anxiously, "Zong Beili, you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped.
Zong Beili fell asleep.
Looking at the man's silent features, Tong Huaer's eyes were a little dazed. After a while, he came back to his senses and covered him with the quilt. He got up and closed the window carefully and walked out.
Zong Beili was also injured, and there were two patients living in the room.
Tong Huaer sat down on the sofa. Zong Beili was injured. She had to take care of him for a few days. She wanted to call the teacher to ask for leave. Suddenly, she remembered that Zong Beili had broken her phone.
Anyway, now that Zong Beili is asleep, why don't she go out and buy a cell phone? After thinking about it, Tong Huaer looks at the bedroom door and gets up to walk out.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the hotel, he saw a taxi. After getting in the taxi, Tong Huaer arrived at the mobile phone store in the city center half an hour later.
After buying a new phone, Tong Huaer walked to the bus stop with a bag in his hand. A fiery red sports car suddenly stopped in front of her and blocked her way.