Chapter 116

Yu Jiang's upper body was covered with wounds and rags growing together with the wounds.

Qiao Yanran heard that the water in the teapot was boiling and reached out to cut off the power.

There is electricity supply in the city, but liujiacun doesn't have oil lamps for lighting at night.

Qiao Yanran found the washbasin of the hotel and scalded it with hot water. After a good rinse, she filled a basin of hot water.

Although Yu Jiang doesn't have the strength to move, he still stares at Qiao Yanran with a pair of narrow eyes. Seeing her action, his eyes are full of vigilance.

What kind of way did Liu Hui think to torture him!

Come on, don't worry about her?!

Qiao Yanran didn't know Yu Jiang's rich psychological activities. She took out the scissors, cut off a medical gauze the size of a towel, soaked it with hot water, twisted off the hot water, and began to scrub his wound.

Yu Jiang Mou color some accident, for a long time, thin lips disdain to spit out a few words, "hypocritical."

"Hiss -"

feeling the pain from the wound, Yu Jiang took a breath of cold air.

"If it hurts, call it out."

Qiao Yanran said, with tweezers will be a piece of cloth to clip down, although she has put light action, but still take off a layer of flesh.

Bloody.

When Yu Jiang heard her words, his lips became tighter and he didn't say a word.

After Qiao Yanran took off the cloth, she quickly applied the medicine, and soon all the upper body wounds were treated.

She turned her eyes to his lower body.

Yu Jiang did not know where the strength came from. He put his hand over his ragged trousers and looked stubborn. "I'll do it myself. I don't want you to worry about it."

Qiao Yan Ran looked at the wound of his thigh, just some minor injuries, some places have healed, and agreed to come down.

"Ding Dong -"

the doorbell rings.

Qiao Yanran got up, dealt with the things in the room, opened the door, and saw the waiter push the car in, and put the plate on the bedside table.

She looked at the time and found it was noon.

The dishes on the table are simple. There are only three sesame pancakes, one portion of three fresh vegetables, one portion of shredded potatoes, and a large portion of tomato and egg soup.

Yu Jiang on one side of the table to see the food, difficult turned over, closed his eyes.

There wasn't much food on the table. It didn't seem to be his share.

He hasn't had a full meal for four months. In recent months, he has only one lunch every day, which is a small porridge that can count the grains of rice and a small nest that is hard to swallow.

Joe Yanran is really hungry.

In the old house where the owner lived, the rice bowl noodles bar had already reached the bottom. She was hungry for a day yesterday, and for another morning today, and she had already moved forward and pasted her back.

After Qiao Yanran cleaned her hands, she took a look at Yu Jiang on the bed, but soon she looked away.

She picked up a pancake, eating vegetables and pancakes at the same time.

It's almost crispy. It's very sweet when you eat it.

Qiao Yanran is still the first time to eat this kind of pancake, but also some rare, plus really hungry, eat two at a time to stop.

The food on the table has been eaten by her, but she also deliberately left a pancake, tomato and egg soup she did not move.

"Gululu --"

Yu Jiang was more and more hungry when he heard the sound of his stomach and the smell of the food.