Aunt Qi's side has always been good to talk, and Zhou Qian made an excuse to say that she did not ask anything again.The two said a few words with yawning and tired, and she urged her to wash and sleep.

He closed the door and came out to relax, and found the medicine box and quickly went upstairs.

Cheng Yi was still asleep, and his handsome face in the light was not white without a trace of blood.Zhou He untied the clothes tied to his waist, the clothes that were close to him had been glued to the wound, and the large wet and greasy dark red could see the shocking.

His hands could not stop trembling.She took a breath and let herself hold it, carefully cutting out the clothes inside.

The wound inside was ten centimeters long and deep, with the flesh flying.Where Zhou He had seen such a serious wound, he could not help but take a cold breath.

No wonder Cheng Yi did not let her see at that time, and if she looked, she would not have had the courage to bring him back.

At present, this situation has never been seen before, and Rao can no longer be calm and no god.

Just when she didn't know what to do, a weak voice sounded: "You must sew with a needle first, or you will crack and bleed."

Looking back, he still closed his eyes.Saying such a sentence seemed to take him a lot of effort, and a little slowly, then said: "Help me up."

He licked his lips and said, "I didn't do it, I'll take you to the hospital."

Cheng Yu opened his eyes, and the pale lips hooked, saying, “Do you think my blood is not finished?”He sat up on his own, leaned on the bed, and said weakly, "Take the needle of the sewing clothes and get rid of the alcohol, and I will teach you."

He was calm, as if the wound on his body were not his.

Zhou Heguang thought about the scalp and tinged, and made an excuse to say, "There is no anesthetic."

Cheng Yi did not know where he was tossing, and then he said lazily: "Just what an anesthetic for the wound, remember to sew it well to look a little."I don't want to go too soon."

Zhou He was completely driving the ducks on the shelves, and hurriedly found the needle under Cheng Yi's calm eyes.She had no idea how she had stitched the flesh-to-mouth wound.At the end of the cut, she was soft and sweated on the back of her hand.She squeezed out a pale smile, looked at the big sluggish centipede, and said, "It's a little ugly."

He didn’t say a word when she stitched her needle, and now the corners of her lips hooked and closed her eyes.

This kind of wound is most susceptible to infection, the medicine in the weekly medicine box is ready, and the powder is wrapped up for him after the calm disinfection, and the anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers are found to him to eat.Then hold him down.

When she fell asleep, she went to the bathroom.There seemed to be a bright red blood on her hand, and she washed the soap over and over again.

I don’t know how many times she washed her before she stopped.Breathe in on the wall.The hands are still slightly trembling.After a long time, she opened her head and stood underwater and took a shower.I changed clothes and went back to the room.

The room mileage of the waist has issued a slightly thicker and uniform breathing sound, Zhou reached out and touched his forehead without a fever, took the quilt from the closet and laid it on the ground, and lay down.

This night of the week almost did not sleep much, Cheng Yu in the middle of the night began to burn, the whole forehead is hot.She got up and woke him up to find antipyretics for him to eat, and then called a basin of water, and screwed the towel repeatedly and put it on his forehead to cool him down.

When the outside was bright, the fire gradually retreated, and Zhou He was able to fall on the ground and squint for a while.

This sleep went straight to the dawn, until the knock on the door, she woke up.

Outside was Auntie, gently calling Aho, calling her to breakfast.

He turned up and his eyes fell to the bed to remember that there was an uninvited guest in the room.Where did she dare to let Aunt Qi in, and then reply immediately down, while looking at the Cheng Yi in the bed.

Cheng Yu’s forehead was warm, mostly exhausted, and Aunt Qi’s knock on the door did not wake him, and his breathing was still uniform and still asleep.

Seeing that he no longer had a slight sigh of relief, found a coat to put on, and closed down the door with light hands and feet.

Aunt Qi got up early in the morning, boiled green porridge, steamed the small cage bag.Zhou He had not eaten breakfast for a long time, and ate it while wondering how to make porridge for Cheng Yi.

She and Aunt Qi had not sat down for a long time to talk, and Aunt Qi asked her about the things in her school, and said something to reassure her not to worry about her.

Zhou He dragged and ate breakfast, and when Aunt Qi finished to clean up the living room, she quickly cleaned up the table and went to the kitchen to hold a bowl of porridge and secretly stepped upstairs.

The curtains were drawn, a black patch of little attic.Put the porridge on the side of the small table and open the curtains.

It was raining outside, dark.The light left a shadow in the small house.

Zhou He indiscriminately cleaned up the room, went to the bedside, was about to wake Cheng Yi, only to walk over and suddenly look into his sight.

He was awake, and a pair of dark eyes looked at her.

Zhou He had not yet spoken to say anything, and his eyes bent, suddenly shouted: "Aho."

His handsome and impeccable face with a little smile, the voice deliberately pressed low and soft.Mostly because of the fever, a pair of peach eyes are swollen.

The heart of the thumping jumped.

No one can resist this beautiful temptation.