Jiang Xu lay in bed with tears in her eyes and asked the doctor to deal with the wound.
As soon as Fu Chenhan came in, her tears, which had been swirling in her eyes but had not fallen down, suddenly fell down. She cried out in a loud voice, and gave the doctor a fright: "girl? Do I hurt you
Didn't you do well before?? How did you cry all of a sudden??
When she turned her head, she saw Fu Chenhan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said, "Oh, it's my boyfriend."
Little girl, she is only coquettish to her close friends.
Jiang Xu looked at Fu Chenhan wrongly. He just wanted to say that he was in pain. When he saw Fu Chenhan's wheelchair, he was stunned: "Uncle What's the matter with you? "
Fu Chenhan said calmly: "performance art. When I first went to see the doctor, I found this wheelchair very cool. Would you like to sit down? "
Jiang Hsu: "it's
She stopped crying and said, "uncle, I am 18 years old this year, not eight years old."
“……” Fu was not a good liar
Jiang Hsu: "it's The original image of me in your eyes has always been a little retarded, I understand.
Fu Chenhan said casually: "I got a little injury on my leg, it's not very serious, but the doctor estimated that it's going to be menopause, so I have to take a wheelchair."
Wei Ke sneezes in his duty room.
Dr. Wei didn't know that he had been forced into menopause, and his cheap nephew was still fooling the little girl: "it's not as serious as you, get you a wheelchair?"
He looked down at the wheelchair he was sitting in. It was actually a unified standard wheelchair in the hospital. The words of XX Hospital were printed on the armrest. After reading it for a while, Mr. Han said with disgust: "this wheelchair is too ugly. I'll let someone make you a pink one."
It's as if the guy who said he was cool wasn't him at all.
The female doctor coughed: "what The girl doesn't need a wheelchair for her injury
Fu Chenhan gave her a light look.
Female doctor: -- It's OK to use it. "
Jiang Hsu: "it's
"I don't want a pink wheelchair," she said helplessly
Fu Chenhan wiped the tears on her cheek and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Fu Chenhan lived for more than 30 years and said sorry twice.
It was for the same person twice.
Jiang Xu was wrinkled into a ball by the wound hurt cheek, but still tried to smile, "it's ok I don't blame you. "
Although there was a little complaint that Fu Chenhan didn't answer the phone, she understood that Fu Chenhan's work was very special.
Fu Chenhan was suddenly very glad that he met Jiang Xu at this age. If he had not retired a few years earlier, he would have given up two tasks a year and one mission for half a year. At that time, how could he give up the gentle and beautiful beauty in his heart and go to the bloody hell from the red powder tent?
The female doctor quickly bandaged up the wound and told her what to pay attention to. Jiang Xu is also a doctor. Of course, she knows what to pay attention to, but she still nods obediently and thanks to the doctor.
After Fu Chen, the female doctor Jiang suddenly left
Jiang Xiu looked at him in a daze.
Fu Chenhan slightly drooped her eyes and held her white cheek in his hand.
Jiang Xu's skin is like curd curd, soft and tender. If you pinch it gently, you will get a red mark. On Fu Chenhan's fingers, there are various kinds of rough cocoons. With such a gentle touch, Jiang Xu's cheek is also red.
She blinked and blinked, and suddenly she was blessed: "do you want to kiss me?"
Fu Chenhan's throat moved and said in a hoarse voice, "yes."
In my deepest dreams, there was once a knife edge licking blood, there was once a hand and foot mutilation, there is your moving mood.
It's just like the huge and beautiful flowers on the barren and dry land. They are so gorgeous that they can't stand the wind and rain, so he can only get out of the cold and cold and learn to be gentle.
Jiang Xiu's pupil reflects a man's beautiful face.
In fact, Fu Chenhan is not the mainstream favorite look. His facial features are exquisite, like a pair of fine brushwork, especially a pair of eyes. The angle between the eye tail and eyelashes is extremely cold. It looks like an arrow plume coming from the ice and snow and penetrating the clouds. It is very beautiful, but it also makes people dare not look directly.
His brows and eyes often have a kind of sinister and cold depression, which is by no means easy to get along with, but when he usually looks lazy, it makes people feel very close.
In any case, what this man brings is violence, bloody, ominous, wanton and other negative words.
But here in Jiangshu.
He's just her uncle.
In this life, except mother and grandfather, the best person for her.
Good enough to see him, full of courage, good to this moment, the eyes can only see his reflection.
She closed her eyes slightly, hooked Fu Chenhan's neck and kissed her.
She seldom takes the initiative to kiss Fu Chenhan. Her kissing technique is very unfamiliar. In fact, it is not like a kiss, but like a kitten licking candy.Fu Chenhan only felt that from the beginning of his lips and tongue, there was a numbness, which hit the heart directly, with a fine pain and turbulent desire. He looked at the white cheek of the gentle closed eyes girl, and his eyes seemed to ignite a fiery flame, which seemed to burn everything to ashes.
This is mine.
He thought.
This is my own.
Jiang Xiu wanted to chew it twice, but when she wanted to leave, the man suddenly clasped the back of her head and forced her to raise her neck like a lamb. The neck was white and slender, like a soft jade. The fragile one was broken, but the rough beast just held her carefully. The warm sun in the afternoon came through the window And warmth.
It is like walking in the desert, thirsty travelers see water, hungry people see bread, gobble, fierce, always let Jiang Xiao feel with a sense of resistance to death.
When she was released, she was almost dead.
Jiang Xu spread on the hospital bed, shed tears of regret.
What is leading a wolf into a house? This is called leading the wolf into the house.
What is better than animals? This is not as good as animals!
Fu Chenhan was in a good mood and cut an apple for Jiang Xiu. It was a pity that he could play with all kinds of weapons. The dagger and gun were particularly beautiful. But the cut apple was really ugly. Jiang Hsu hated looking at the pitted apple, which seemed to have gone through all the torture of the 18th floor of hell, and the flesh had lost most of its skin. To tell the truth, he didn't really want to eat it.
But Fu Chenhan did not know where the confidence came from. He took the ugly apple and looked at it for a while and said, "it's not bad."
Jiang Hsu: "it's
She said, "it's cute. It's a bit like a rabbit." (this one is fifty cents.)