Chapter 1651： I have a little goldfish 17

She stared at Wei Yiran in a daze, and despite Huang Ming's urging several times, there was no response.

Wei Yiran was in front of him, with thick gauze wrapped around his forehead. Because of stitches, his hair was shaved and his bald scalp was exposed. His face was full of redness and bruises, and he was no longer handsome and beautiful.

Not only that, his legs and feet were injured, and his arms were also tied with gauze.

She wanted to touch him, but she was afraid of touching him, her eyes slowly moved down, and she fell on Wei Yiran's right hand, tears falling down.

Wei Yiran's right hand was reduced by half.

Three fingers were chopped off.

She cried anxiously, and Huang Ming was also anxious.

"I tried to get him back, not to let you watch him cry, but you want to save him! The doctor said that the broken leg bone had been connected, but the left leg was injured too badly, even if healed, in the future Walking will make you limp. This is good. If you are unlucky and the wound becomes inflamed, I'm afraid I will have to cut it off!"

The more Huang Ming said, the more heartless he became, and he asked her anxiously, "Can you cure it? If it can't be cured, I have to send him back quickly! What if the inflammation really develops?!"

"It can be cured." She sniffed and wiped her tears.

Huang Ming looked blank and didn't understand what she was going to do. She pulled off the neckline, pinched a scale on her shoulder, frowned, her expression seemed to be painful, and the next moment, there was a fish scale between her fingers——

The scales of the fish are skin-like pink finish, the bottom end is slightly white, almost transparent, with a few tiny blood beads, rich and bright red.

She held the scales of the fish in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then fed it to Wei Yiran from mouth to mouth.

"This thing can cure his disease?" Huang Ming stared at Wei Yiran in surprise. After watching for a while, he didn't see any change in his face. "Why didn't it work? Are there any more? You feed a few more tablets."

"If you can't feed too much, his body won't stand it."

She gently covered her wound from the scales, looked at Mo Wei Yiran's face, and whispered: "Raise slowly, and you will be better."

The bone is broken, and slowly close;

The hair is shaved and grows slowly;

Skin and flesh bruises, wound abscesses, slowly raise them, and they will always heal.

But not everything in this world can depend on time.

Fish scales are not a magical medicine. It is impossible for a cut finger to grow out of thin air, and it is impossible for a broken leg bone to walk quickly.

After Wei Yiran woke up, he lay on the bed without saying a word every day. No matter who talked to him, he ignored him, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if dead.

People are still alive, but the spirit is dead.

...

Huang Ming helped Wei Yiran to sit up, got out of bed and put on shoes.

Wei Yiran's feet were kinked, and the back of his feet was high and swollen, and he couldn't fit slippers.

At the beginning, those people hit his knees, ankles, and elbows. The pain would ease over time, but it was almost impossible to recover.

He couldn't put on shoes, and he refused to use the potty on the bed. Huang Ming had no choice but to find some old clothes on the floor, spread all the way to the bathroom, and helped him walk in slowly.

To urinate, he needs to untie his pants. Wei Yiran stubbornly doesn't want Huang Ming to help. He held the wall with one hand and unbuttoned the belt of his pants.

Most of the body's center of gravity rests on the two injured legs.

Huang Ming stood at the door, it was difficult to get in. He saw Wei Yiran's whole body shaking, and he didn't need to think about how painful he was at the moment.

Huang Ming was in trouble and hesitated whether to help him — if he helped him, he hurt his self-esteem, he didn't help, and he was afraid that something would happen to him...

Being entangled, Wei Yiran seemed to be tired. He moved his steps to adjust his body's center of gravity. Unexpectedly, he slipped and fell heavily, even splashing with urine stains!

Wei Yiran was in a panic!

Huang Ming hurried to help.

Wei Yiran on the ground shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Huang Ming froze in place with embarrassment, "Master..."

"I told you to get out! Don't you understand?! Get out!!!"

Wei Yiran propped up his upper body and closed the bathroom door abruptly with a loud bang!

Then, crying came from inside.

...It's not so much crying, it's a roar, it's a roar.

The pain was mixed with anger and resentment.