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The doctor followed him up the stairs. After entering the room, he immediately took out the medicine box. He Siming lays Wen Shuyue flat, half kneels by the bed and holds Wen Shuyue's hand. His nervous palms sweat.

The doctor carefully lifted the shirt with tweezers to expose the injured part of the abdomen. After a slight wipe, he looked at the wound situation and said to he Siming, "it's not very serious. Fortunately, the wound is not big, and it healed well before. Now the amount of bleeding is still within the range of Miss Wen's body. We just need to stop the blood and take good care of the body until the wound heals. ”

as soon as he Siming heard this, he lowered his heart in half. However, looking at the wound, he felt a faint pain in his heart and said anxiously, "then stop bleeding for her as soon as possible. She is afraid of pain."

The doctor took action, cleaned the wound, and then bandaged the wound again. Wen Shuyue didn't feel any pain and went to sleep slowly.

Wen Shuyue wakes up and finds that she has changed into a home suit, and her abdomen is obviously wrapped with a bandage, so she knows that she is OK. Want to get up, but pull the wound, can only carefully wash under the bed.

After washing and gargling, Wen Shuyue's stomach screamed wisely. Thinking about it, she had not even drunk a mouthful of water since yesterday afternoon, so she slowly moved to the kitchen.

Wen Shuyue walked down the stairs one step and two steps. As soon as she got to the living room, she saw an elegant woman cooking in the kitchen, while he Siming leaned against the kitchen door and looked at her affectionately.

Wen Shuyue looked at the woman carefully.

Just seeing the side face makes people feel very beautiful, and she is slim, concave and convex. Her temperament is more elegant than that of the dancers. The actions of fire, oil pouring and stir frying are not only fluent but also beautiful. At first glance, she is a good woman who is virtuous in running a family. Moreover, she and he Siming do not speak to each other, but there is always a quiet smile on her lips, which is as warm as the spring breeze Rou is still a quiet woman.

This kind of woman, at first glance, is the woman that men like, with good self-cultivation and their own conditions. Not to mention he Siming, it's her, and she also likes this kind of woman.

Wen Shuyue looks at he Siming bitterly. He Siming looks yearning and intoxicated. He looks at the woman cooking affectionately. Her eyes are full of tenderness. The two of them occasionally look at each other with a smile. He Siming is totally the other side she has never seen.

The more you look, the more sad and angry you are. Wen Shuyue's jealousy only increases. She is really more popular than others. In terms of beauty, temperament and talent, she has lost with which woman, and she thinks she is the most suitable match for he Siming. Now it seems that if there is someone out there and heaven out there, she will be completely compared!

Her relationship with he Siming has always been a state of free choice. If he Siming thinks that there is someone more suitable for him, she will not be reluctant. Moreover, this woman is more suitable to be a wife than she is. She just, in the heart some heavy, feel to press a stone, let her slightly breathless.

Wen Shuyue has no choice but to shake her head. She feels so beautiful on such a beautiful day. It's really out of place for her to appear here. Don't disturb them and go back to the room quietly to have a rest.

Wen Shuyue turns around and is about to walk. She doesn't want to turn around and face the sofa. Her knee is on the back of the sofa and her foot is on the bottom of the sofa. With one inertia, she pours at the sofa and falls on it, accompanied by a scream that she can't take it back.

When he Siming heard the sound, he looked back at the living room, only to see that a sofa seemed to be crooked, and he moved to the living room.

Wen Shuyue was lying on the sofa, because he pressed the wound and took a cold breath. Then he turned over slightly and heard the footsteps of leather shoes. With a cry, Wen Shuyue moved cautiously to the middle of the sofa, trying to reduce her sense of existence, so she wanted to find a hole to get in.

Listening to the footsteps, Wen Shuyue clenched her teeth, straightened up from the sofa, laughed awkwardly, and said hello to he Siming: "Hi, good afternoon!"

He Siming came to her, gently helped her down from the sofa and asked, "what are you doing?"

"I, I'll go downstairs and have a glass of water." Wen Shuyue's face is not red and her heart is not beating. How can she explain that she came down to peep at them, then attempted to escape, and tripped herself? He Siming will laugh at her for losing her.

He Siming obviously didn't believe her explanation. He pointed to the sofa collapsed by her and asked, "what's the matter?"

Wen Shuyue has a trace of embarrassment, pretending to be calm and said: "accidentally hit the corner of the sofa."

He Siming looked down at her feet and asked, "does it hurt?"

Wen Shuyue shakes her head and stealthily moves her feet back to hide. He Siming stares at her feet. She feels strange, just like the butcher suddenly stops staring at the meat on the chopping board and cares about the fine hairs on the meat.

"Well, let them wrap up the corner of the sofa later." He Siming said with a smile and a good mood.

"Make yourself at home." Wen Shuyue said, looking at he Siming's good mood, and then thinking that it was because of the woman in the kitchen, her mood was a bit terrible.

He Siming took a look at almost all the food on the table and said gently, "now that I'm up, I'm going to eat."Wen Shuyue also looked at the restaurant, but her attention was on the busy figure in the kitchen. Naturally, he Siming was looking at the gentle woman just now. Her eyes were dim and she said to he Siming with a cold face: "I'm not hungry. You go to eat. I'll go upstairs to have a rest first."

As soon as Wen Shuyue was ready to leave, her stomach began to murmur. Wen Shuyue scolded her in her heart. Her stomach was as stupid as herself. How could she make a mistake at this time.

"Your stomach is not good at lying." He Siming smiles and looks at Wen Shuyue's indignation. He feels very happy.

Wen Shuyue wanted to scold people in his heart, but his attitude was not good enough. He said, "yes, I'm not good at lying, but it's better than some people bringing women back."

"What are you talking about?" He Siming didn't quite understand Wen Shuyue's inexplicable attitude.

"You don't care about me." Wen Shuyue said helplessly, with a tone of self mockery: "I'm just like that to you."

He Siming is confused. Who can tell him what this woman is thinking.

Wen Shuyue doesn't know what's wrong with her. She was just fine, but now she is just as jealous. She doesn't want to let herself be like this. Just now, she clearly wanted to give he Siming freedom. Reluctantly, he could only try to turn his attention, so that he could turn over the article quickly. In a blunt tone, he asked, "where's baby Wen?"