As Lei Ruixiu thought, Wen Cheng's wound did not crack, but because of her previous beating, it still caused some redness and swelling around the wound.
Wen Cheng is lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling with no expression. She looks calm, but the palm on the other side of her body reveals her tension.
At the moment, Lei Rui's head is hanging down on her left waist, and gently wipes the sutured area with Iodophor. His expression is very serious and his action is very careful.
Seems to be afraid to hurt her, after wiping also from time to time gently blowing.
This kind of feeling, with an indescribable feeling, is like a warm current flowing into the tip of warm orange's heart.
She felt itchy all over her body and twisted it inadvertently. Lei Ruixiu immediately stopped and looked up at her, "does it hurt?"
Wen Cheng blinked and shook his head.
When the waist wound was almost wiped, Lei Ruixiu put down his cotton swab and leaned forward to support her shoulder: "sit up, I'll look at my back."
Wen Cheng peeks at him, bites the corner of his lip, grabs his arm in time with both hands, and takes advantage of the situation to sit up.
However, she just took off her coat and the door opened
Even Lei Ruixiu didn't expect that the door of the ward would be suddenly opened.
The other side didn't knock on the door. When he pushed the door, he was also stunned at the door.
Wen Cheng subconsciously wants to pull on her coat again, but Lei Ruixiu is faster than her.
He pulled the quilt on the side of the bed with one hand and quickly draped it over Wen Cheng's shoulder. Then he frowned and said, "remember to knock next time!"
It's Leng Yiyan.
He didn't get angry on the spot, which is Lei Ruixiu's self-cultivation.
Just now Leng Yiyan pushed the door in. He didn't need to know that he saw a lot of things he shouldn't have seen.
Lei Ruixiu buttoned the quilt corners on both sides of Wen Cheng's shoulder in front of her, raised his hand to arrange the hair on her cheeks, turned around and arranged the cotton swabs and iodophors on the tray without saying a word.
At this moment, Wen Cheng looks at Lei Ruixiu's tense look and faintly realizes that he seems to be angry.
And this situation... She really didn't know how to appease him.
Simply, Wen Cheng sits on the bed, hugs the quilt in front of him, turns around, looks at Leng Yiyan, and calmly asks, "Yan Zi, how can I come here today?"
Leng Yiyan himself didn't expect to see this scene as soon as he entered the door.
It's eye-catching and heart piercing.
After trying to calm down, Leng Yiyan stood at the door and leaned on the doorframe. He slightly raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, "it seems that I didn't come at the right time?"
To say this, only he knew how much courage he had used to press the question to the bottom of his heart.
No position, isn't it!
Wen Cheng looks at Leng Yi Yan's funny expression. She pulls her lips slightly and nods to the sofa not far from the door. "Don't talk nonsense. Sit down."
When Leng Yiyan sits down, Lei Ruixiu turns around and pace, as if to leave.
Wen Cheng felt a little guilty, almost without thinking, and said, "where are you going?"
Lei Ruixiu blinked at her, "iodine is not enough, I'll get some, you talk first, I'll come later."
"Oh..."
Wen orange eye watched him leave the ward without looking back. It was like a bottle of Schisandra, especially complicated.
She clearly saw that the bottle of Iodophor on the bedside table still had one third of its quantity.
This is... Angry?!
Wen Cheng doesn't understand that it's hard for her to figure out the twists and turns in the relationship between men and women for people who have never been in love.
Not surprisingly, the mood was affected.