At least, in front of him, not for a short time.

She looked at him with a pillow in her arms.

In this way, her father is really full of atmosphere. Uncle, it's like cupping, bruised and bruised one after another.

He deserved it. Who told him to use such a dirty trick.

Her father had been upright all his life. He couldn't see this kind of trick. He deserved it.

In fact, most of Shen Zhaozheng's injuries are concentrated on his back. After all, Gu Jingxing didn't really want his life. If he was hurt behind his back, he would not hurt his internal organs. No matter how serious he was, it was all skin injuries.

He put some medicine on his shoulder and looked at it again.

He picked up the remote control, turned on the TV and ignored him.

"Niannian, I've given good medicine to the front, but behind I can't reach it. "

Think of a light hum: "think of their own way."

Shen Zhaozheng hard, clumsily picked up the gauze, back to reach, but a move straight hem.

"Don't put on airs," he said coldly

Shen Zhaozheng gritted his teeth and continued to apply medicine to himself. His clumsy appearance, as well as his murmuring in spite of pain, eventually made him unable to stand by.

She pulled the gauze in his hand, and Shen Zhaozheng hooked his mouth.

She took a look, his forehead is full of sweat beads, this weather, not cold and hot, he shed so much sweat, want to come, is really painful.

She picked up the Iodophor on the table, dipped some with gauze, and gently wiped it on his wound.

He stood still.

This kind of skin injury is not worth his whining about. He just showed it to her.

Thinking about looking at the injury behind the man, he whispered: "you call it self inflicted, do you know?"

"I know."

"My dad hit you. Do you hate him?"

"No hate."

You know how shocked and unbelievable I was when I found out the truth

Shen Zhaozheng coughed softly. He didn't know what to say. He thought it was incredible that he would do such a thing.

She started a little heavy, he can't help but snort, thinking strongly not to care about him: "do you have so much pain?"

"And How are you? "

"You said you, such a move, and Shen Hanzhi calculated me, what is the difference?"

He drooped his eyes and said, "it's because of what happened before, which made me have a sense of hardship. I'm too worried about gains and losses."

He could not help but give him a blow, and he snorted again.

Thinking of him, he just gnawed his teeth and said, "isn't it always you who deal with the matter of containing it? In the end, didn't you consider that he was your nephew, so you just let it go? Why is it related to me again

Shen Zhaozheng couldn't help holding her hand and turning his back to her, he said in a low voice: "first, it's really because he is my nephew. Second, I can feel that you don't want to punish him severely, so..."

"What does that mean?" he said? Does that mean I'm still in love with him? Is that what you think of me

He turned and looked at her cautiously: "it's me who is not good. I'm too afraid to lose you. Ziyu avoids it and urges him to meet him. I'm wrong."

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "this is unfair to Han. In fact, if I think about it carefully, maybe I didn't love him at all."