Leng Shaoheng said with a cold face, "you wait for the nurse to come and deal with it. Don't move any more!"
Unable to retort, Shen Qingqing had to sit by the bed and wait for the nurse to come back.
After a few crisp knocks, the nurse came in with a small tray and began to treat her wound with iodine.
When she saw the needle, she begged, "can I If I don't sew needles, I feel sick! "
The nurse chuckled. In fact, she was laughing at the fact that she was so grown-up that she even fainted. "It's not good without stitching. The wound will fester."
Leng Shaoheng black face, put her in his arms, let her half face deeply buried in his chest, leaving only one eye and injured forehead.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." His mellow voice, like a jar of old wine, whispered in her ear, which puzzled Shen Qingqing's heart and made her lose her mind temporarily.
At this time, the nurse had put the needle on the side of her wound, and took advantage of her momentary absence to sew two stitches.
"Well Pain... " Instantly, the pain swept her whole body. Subconsciously, she wanted to raise her head to avoid opening the needle, but she was held down by Leng Shaoheng and couldn't move at all.
After the nurse had treated the wound, he left with the tray. Leng Shaoheng released his hand. As soon as he lowered his head, he found Shen Qingqing's eyes were red. In a twinkling of an eye, tears came out of the corner of his eyes and hit him on the back of his hand.
He immediately flustered God, don't know how to coax her, "Qing Qing, what's the matter with you?"
Shen Qingqing turned to avoid his sight and didn't want him to see such a hopeless self. I'm afraid it's the first time that even a nurse has seen such an adult crying because of a suture needle.
"Qingqing, turn around and let me have a look. Does the wound hurt?" His words were full of concern, and his brows frowned unconsciously.
"Nothing. Now that the wound has been treated, I can go back." She dried her eyes and got up to leave.
Leng Shaoheng grabs her hand and refuses to let it go. She originally wanted to tell him that she has listened to him to deal with the wound. What else does he want.
But as soon as she turned her head, she saw that his eyes, deep as night, were full of worry and heartache, and her words were swallowed again.
"Don't go. I have something to tell you." He saw her hesitation, and the strength of holding her hand relaxed a little.
"What's that?" She asked subconsciously.
"My father came to see you last night. I'm sorry for what he did and said to you. I hope you won't be angry with me for that." He said solemnly.
Seeing that he misunderstood himself, Shen Qingqing shook his head. "No, I'm not angry. Your father didn't say anything ugly to me. He was right..."
"Right?" Leng Shaoheng's voice suddenly rose, "you mean his sentence is right?"
Last night, Leng Shaoheng's sudden appearance made her mood fluctuate like a roller coaster. Even Jiang Fengming saw her embarrassment and helplessness, and deliberately avoided this topic. Leng Shaoheng didn't mention which pot, which pot made her feel depressed again.
She took a deep breath and gave a sad smile. "Isn't it? You and Charlotte are a family. You stand together as a golden boy and a beautiful girl. How do you think they match each other? Suddenly, I come out, just like a clown. How do you think it's superfluous? No wonder old man Leng will be angry. If it's me, I will also scold that woman who can't measure her own strength... "
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