Chapter 432

As soon as he entered the room, Xu Youning took off the musjue's coat. The clothes on his chest had been dyed red by blood, which was shocking.

"Lie down!"

She helped musjue to lie down on the bed and cut his clothes. As expected, the wound had been split. The opened skin was like a monster's mouth, and the blood was constantly pouring out. There was a posture that would never stop.

Xu Yuning was suddenly afraid that musjue would die.

A Guang put a medicine box beside the bed and said, "sister Youning, it's all here for wound treatment."

Xu Youning has been trained to deal with simple wounds, but musjue's wound is not only simple, but also a second split. If she doesn't deal with it well, it will cause infection. If she has a slight fever, she will die. She is not sure.

She shook her head. "Ah Guang, call the doctor."

Musjue held Xu's hand. Though his voice was weak, he could not resist: "you come."

Xu Youning shook his head subconsciously: "musjue, I can't......"

She did not have any experience, and would make mussieu very painful in the process of handling, so she was timid, which was probably the same reason that doctors refused to operate on their relatives.

Musjue clenched Xu Yuning's hand tightly: "Zhao Yinghong is not so easy to give up. There must be someone watching him outside. To call a doctor is to tell him I'm hurt. All that you have done before will be in vain. "

His unfathomable eyes slowly moved to Xu Youning's face: "I believe you."

Believe, simple two words, but seem to have what magic, let Xu Youning suddenly have confidence.

As soon as Xu Youning clenched his teeth, put on the medical gloves, and strictly followed the steps to clean, disinfect and sew the wound

Once started, the process is not as difficult as you think.

In order to keep sober, musjue asked to reduce the dosage of anesthesia, so throughout the process, he was sober.

Soberly feeling the pain from the wound, soberly looking at Xu Yuning carefully.

She seemed to face unprecedented challenges, biting her lips, concentrating, decisive and gentle in every movement, and soon her forehead began to sweat.

"Ah Guang, wipe my sweat." Xu Youning's movements didn't stop, and his voice was surprisingly calm.

A Guang admires Xu Yuning and takes a towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Forty minutes later, Xu Youning sewed the last stitch and cut the thread. Suddenly, she had a feeling of collapse, and sat on the edge of the bed for half a day without saying anything. It seemed that she was the one who was seriously injured.

In contrast, the real wounded musjue was much more sober and told a Guang, "take the things first."

A Guang packed the medicine box and looked at Xu Youning, who was not very relieved: "sister Youning, you..."

"She's OK," interrupted musjue coldly

A Guang said "Oh" and left with the medicine box.

I don't know how long it has been, Xu Youning finally returns to God and looks weakly at musjue: "when shall we go?"

Musjue looked at the time: "less than 60 minutes, do you think I have so fast?"

Xu Youning was stunned. Make complaints about his face. "You certainly aren't 60 minutes fast. You are much faster than 60 minutes!"

She wanted to live, and then she slipped into the bathroom, took off her medical gloves and rushed into the sewer.

All the evidence of mussieu's injury can't be kept.

At last, when he came out of the bathroom, musjue had narrowed his eyes. Xu Yuning thought he was asleep, walked to the sofa and sat down. Suddenly, he heard musjue say, "call your grandmother and say," you can't go home these days. "

Xu Yuning opened the magazine and said, "why?"

"You're going to live in my house these days." Said Monsieur.

Xu Youning ten thousand don't understand: "why?"

Musjue looked at Xu Youning lightly and said naturally, "I need to be taken care of."

"But I'm the worst at caring for people." Xu Youning leaned on the sofa, spread out magazines and looked like, "you'd better hire a professional support worker."

In other words, to take care of musjue in the old house of musjue's family, she can not only be with him, but also be alone with him. Isn't that what she dreams of?

But reason also told Xu Youning that musjue's wound was not joking. She could not take good care of musjue, and could not ignore his wound because of her own selfish heart.

"The paramedics will be found out by Zhao Yinghong at any time. At that time, things will not be concealed." "There is no doubt that you are the only one in and out of my house at the moment," muskew said

"Ah?" Xu Youning has a headache. "So, I can't refuse you?"

Lord Muse raised his lips. "No."

“……” Depend on your grandma!

Xu Youning make complaints about the magazine's "Shua", and silently open the pattern of Tucao Mu Si in the bottom of his heart.Before long, the magazine was turned over by Xu Youning. She threw it to one side and looked at it on the bed. Muse closed his eyes, his chest fluctuated regularly, and she fell asleep obviously.

She went to the bedside and covered the bed for musjue. Only then did she notice that his face and lips were very pale, and his regular breathing was a little weak. The whole man had lost his ferocity and decisiveness.

She preferred this kind of musjue. Although he was morbid, he lay so quietly in front of her, no longer far away, no longer alienated and within reach.

In this way, he watched musjue for three hours, and Xu Youning woke him up.

One of the most annoying things of musjue was waking up. Naturally, Xu's eyes were full of unhappiness. Xu shrugged innocently: "it's been three hours, we can't go on, Zhao Yinghong really wants to doubt."

A Guang brings new clothes to muse, and muse throws them directly to Xu Yuning: "help me change them."

Clothes cover Xu Youning's head in an impartial way. Xu Youning feels enslaved. He is impatient to tear away: "what a pain!"

Musjue naturally took a look at Xu Yuning, and the subtext was: hurt is great.

Xu Youning can only admit his misfortune. First, he helps musjue unbutton his clothes.

She had a pair of flat heels on her feet, so when she stood in front of him, she was half shorter than him. With only a little droop of his eyes, he could see her bright and clean forehead, as well as the scarlet lips like ripe cherry blossoms.

Her fingers are white and slender, and the tip of her fingers is shining. She touches his skin from time to time. It's so soft, but it makes him feel like an electric shock.

Mussieu's breathing gradually lost its frequency, and a familiar feeling grew in his body. He frowned: "hurry up."

Xu Youning was just afraid of meeting the wound of musjue, but she could not care for anything in such a bad order. She pulled the clothes off musjue and helped him to change his new clothes.

Then they leave the room together.

After entering the elevator, musjue hugged Xu Youning's waist. Xu Youning was not used to it. He subconsciously wanted to break away. Musjue slightly tightened his hand and whispered in her ear, "if you don't want to help me sew the wound again, don't move around."

Xu Youning then understood that it was to show Zhao Yinghong a play, so he had to cooperate obediently. After leaving the elevator, he immediately put on a charming smile. Half of his body was leaning against musjue's arms. They looked like each other. They were so close that they had to share you and me.

She covered the corner of her mouth and chuckled: "if I do this, many people will misunderstand me. Seven elder brothers, how are you going to compensate me? "

After kissing Xu Youning's forehead, Muse Jue replied, "when I get well, you will know the answer."

Shit, just after sewing the wound, think of that?!

Xu Youning's heart was to kick out the Muse, but on the surface, he had to smile, pretending to be shy and beating him on the chest: "son of a bitch!"

She was very sensitive to other people's eyes and binoculars and so on. As soon as she got out of the hotel, she noticed that someone was staring at her. She whispered to Lord muse, "eleven o'clock direction."

"I know, Zhao Yinghong's man." Said, musjue opened the door, touched Xu Yuning's dark head, and said softly, "get in the car."

The sudden gentleness gently collided with Xu Yuning's heart, and her heart beat missed half a beat in that moment. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted and sat in the passenger seat.

She has heard that men's gentleness is more lethal than women's gentleness. I will not deceive you.

When musjue started the car, the black Land Rover was not fast or slow on the road. After getting out of Zhao Yinghong's sight, Xu said, "let me drive."

Musjue's wound has just been treated. It's really not suitable for driving. He doesn't try to be brave. He pulls over and changes places with Xu Yuning.

Xu Yuning drove the car directly back to Mu's old house.

When Aunt Zhou heard the news, she ran out of the house: "Xiaoqi, are you ok?"

"Nothing." Musjue motioned to Aunt Zhou to rest assured, chin toward Xu Youning and nodded, "she lives here these days and prepares a room for her."

Aunt Zhou looked at Xu Youning, and her eyes showed vagueness. Xu Youning hurriedly said, "aunt Zhou, I'm just staying here to help you take care of brother seven. We have nothing else to do!"

In the last sentence, it's just to cover up that there's no silver here.

Aunt Zhou showed a clear smile: "OK, I'm going to help you prepare a room." After a pause, he said, "let's go to the room next to Xiaoqi. It's convenient!"

Xu Yuning looked at Aunt Zhou's back and asked, "did aunt Zhou misunderstand us?"

"Still need to be misunderstood?" musjue's fingers tapped on the handrail of the stairs With that, go straight upstairs.

Yes, there is no need for Aunt Zhou to misunderstand. There is no simple relationship between them.

Xu Youning was stunned to understand the meaning of musjue, turning a big white eye towards his back.

At last, she suddenly realized that she and musjue seemed to really go back to the past. She didn't mention half a word, and musjue didn't mention either. Those things in Mexico seemed to have never happened.Good, that's what she wants.

In other words, is this a kind of tacit understanding between her and musjue?