C134

Chapter 134 - Special Drugs

Grasping my hand tenderly, she loosened her grip and leaned over me.

What is he trying to do?

A hot wind blew into my hand. "Does it still hurt?"

The soft voice in my ear, with a few teasing breath, my ear tip should be red, right?

I was thinking wild thoughts.

Although his palm still hurt, it didn't hurt like before.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." I shook my head.

Perhaps it was because of that gentle action just now that made me forget to think for a moment whether my palm was hurting or not?

How many times have I and I had this little act that only intimate lovers can do? I don't remember it very well, but it couldn't have been more than ten fingers.

I think that even if one day, I am separated from the two of them, I will still remember this day. In this place, there is a person gently holding my hand, leaning over and gently blowing on the wound on my palm, gently asking me, 'Does it hurt?'

No no no no, how could I have such thoughts?

There is no way we will be separated. We still have a long way to go.

If I really can't conceive on my own, then I will use the advanced technology of fertilized eggs to conceive, will always be given a baby, and we will walk from black hair to white hair together.

"Endure it, it might still hurt later." While I was thinking, I slowly opened my mouth again. Before I could fully react, a heart-wrenching pain transmitted to my brain.

I'm not in pain, not at all.

I bit my lips, continuously hinting myself.

It didn't hurt at all. It was all due to my psychological effects. It really didn't hurt at all.

The pain in his palm was so intense that it was practically torture for someone who was extremely afraid of pain just based on his psychological hints.

My back clothes were wet.

Not daring to look at my wound, I was afraid that the pain would be even more intense when I saw it.

I tried my best to think of some happy and gentle things to do. In that case, there would be no space in my heart to think about the wound because my heart had already been filled to the brim, unable to contain anything else.

The first time they had met, the first time they had a close relationship. After that, because of his father's hesitation, they had come to find him gently.

It was the first time he saw his family's nervousness, and he knew that it was because of the hesitation in his face. For a moment, he even wanted to destroy that face. Seeing the tender jealousy toward Zhang Mancha, the hatred, and knowing that this gentleness was not the excitement of the time when she was devoid of emotion, she was overjoyed to the point where she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

"Alright, let's go out first. When I came, I had already settled your problem. Once we get back, I will treat your wounds." A soft voice came out and I was stunned.

Had he finished dealing with it so quickly?

He had forgotten about the pain in his palm.

"No, I can't go back." I looked at my palm.

I don't know where to find the powder, but there was a layer of white powder covering the wound. There was also a layer of medicine that I don't know what kind of structure was on the wound, it gave me a feeling of numbness.

The wound was itchy, but it didn't hurt anymore.

"To be more gentle, what medicine did you give me? Do you take your medicine with you when you go out? "

I curiously looked at the gentle hand, only to see a white lid, as for the bottle held by the gentle hand, only to see a complex letter in English.

"It's not something valuable, you can buy it at the pharmacy." As he spoke, he casually stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket.

I frowned. "I feel that this medicine is very useful. Is there a drug store selling this? Which pharmacy? "I'll go buy a few bottles of the potion as a backup one day. If I get injured, I can use them in time."

Inevitably, I would be injured during filming. How could I be so quick-witted?

He had actually thought of the future.

I wish myself well in my heart.

"You won't be able to buy this medicine. I went to that pharmacy before and have moved away now." He reached out and took me in his arms. "You have to come home with me. Even if you can't go back, you have to go back."

"I'm not going back. You can't be so overbearing. I still need to go to the production crew to film. There are a lot of scenes waiting for me." I stubbornly looked up, looked at the gentle eyes, gentle why must I go back?

I knew he was concerned about me, but the wound on my hand was no longer painful. As long as I paid attention and was careful, the wound would not open.

I've been delayed a long time.

He could not continue to delay any further.

"Going home." Grasping me gently, she frowned, her eyes showing her determination. I knew that she wouldn't let me join the film crew so easily today.

He tried his best to soften his tone, "Slow it down. I'm begging you, can I join the crew?"

"Please, hubby? I promise I won't get hurt again, please.

He stood on the spot like a wooden stake, not even blinking.

Was the situation this serious?

This kind of wound is nothing to me. I've already experienced more serious injuries before, but it was only because of a slight injury …

Of course, these words could not be said to someone who was being slow.

"Hubby, just give me one chance. To me, acting has a special meaning. " I blinked, feeling wronged.

I thought it would give me a chance. He would believe me, and he knew what acting meant to me.

If one day I can't continue acting, I really don't know what else I can do.

Ever since I was a child, I have done everything for the sake of being able to appear on the screen one day, playing the role of one character after another in my life.

That's what I've always believed.

Although I met him slowly in the process, it only increased my belief in that position because only then would I be worthy of him.

No, I can't do that. I need to become more outstanding in other ways.

I had already pulled out some wrinkles on the thin and gentle sleeve, but it was only a slight movement in her eyes. She didn't give me a clear answer.

I slowly loosened my grip on the thin sleeve.

"I …"

Before I could finish, she took the initiative to grab my arm. "I'll take you to the crew."

I blinked my eyes to compress the pressure, because the gentle response made me feel much better.

He had experienced a lot from the moment he felt lost, and his emotions were a little complicated.

"Slow down, did you really agree?"

"If you talk any more nonsense, we'll go home."

When I heard the gentle words, I was so frightened that I immediately covered my mouth with my hand. Just as I was about to reach my mouth, I was pulled back by the gentle hand.

"Idiot, this hand is injured. Do you think your hand is not injured enough?"

I subconsciously looked at the palm. It was indeed the palm.

Ye Zichen smiled stupidly at Slow Sun.

"I will never do this again."

In the car, Slow Up has been with me all along about Cope's wound.

Due to my illness, my sleeping time wasn't very long, so I felt a little sleepy hearing this.

I tried my best to open my eyes and listen to my words, but every time I could not hold on for a while. My body was much more honest than my thoughts.

The upper and lower eyelids were glued together in the end.

I was awakened by a thinning, unique wake-up call.

"Wife, get up. We're in the production crew." He heard a voice and opened his eyes to feel his face getting wet.

His eyes were half open as he subconsciously touched it, and he was instantly stunned.

I looked at the face in front of me, magnified, and my hand was holding the man's head.

His brain short-circuited instantly.

"That is gentle, I just woke up and was a bit confused, I don't even know what I did, can you not take it to heart?"

He gently removed my hand from his head as I stood up and bumped into the little pendant inside the car. The pendant swayed from side to side, and my heart was like a pendant in a car, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

He felt dizzy just by shaking it.

Wasn't that what he was thinking? Slow should not be able to do that kind of thing.