Chapter 65: Intentional Wounding
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Xiao You sat on the edge of Chu Huandong's bed, looking down and peeling an apple, with fragmentary bangs on his forehead, a smile on his face, leaning forward slightly, not knowing what he was saying to Chu Huandong.
The picture is still warm and quiet and dazzling, but Wang Zhangzhu is somewhat used to it, she took a deep breath again, straightened her waist, and walked into the ward, Chu Huandong heard the movement, opened his eyes and looked at her, and asked lightly: "Caijing Weekly bought it back?"
"Well, I bought it back. Wang Zhangzhu hurriedly took out the book from his bag, and handed it to Chu Huandong as quickly as a treasure.
Her eyes have been even more blurred in the past two days, it seems that the book is being handed to Chu Huandong, but when she handed it forward, the solid corner of the book inadvertently poked into Xiao You's wrist holding the knife, Xiao You's hand shook, and the sharp fruit knife 'swooped', cutting her left hand holding the apple, and the bright red blood immediately gushed out from the finger belly, dripping on the white sheets, and the apple in her hand was red, which was very shocking to watch.
Chu Huandong's face changed at that time, he pulled the towel beside him neatly, pressed Xiao You's wound, raised his hand and rang the bell to call the nurse to come over, and finally turned his head to look at Wang Zhangzhu, his eyes were aggressive, and his tone was low and angry, "Zhangzhu, what are you doing?"
"I ...... I didn't mean to...... I ...... accidentally" Wang Zhangzhu explained anxiously, the relationship between her and Xiao You is now rigid, and anyone who sees this scene will think that she deliberately injured Xiao You.
Chu Huandong saw that Wang Zhangzhu's face was pale, his eyes were sad, and he was reluctant to blame her more deeply, so he just said in a low voice: "You, why don't you look at it, what are you doing so-so, what are your eyes for!"
His words were originally not too deep a reproach, but they hurt Wang Zhangzhu's heart again.
It's not that Wang Zhangzhu's heart is too delicate, but that some things have now become her shortcomings.
The nurse came in, Wang Zhangzhu silently gave way to the nurse, Chu Huandong was busy taking care of Xiao You, and didn't look at her again, Wang Zhangzhu stood beside her for a while, watching Chu Huandong shush at Xiao You, and felt that he really had no reason to stay in this ward.
Wang Zhangzhu went out to take a taxi, and when he returned home, the house was quiet, and the afternoon sun was lazily sprinkled in the hall, and Su Yan went out late.
She went upstairs by herself, took off her coat, and lay down on the bed, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and still felt cold, cold from her heart outward, as if she was about to have a fever, and her upper and lower teeth were fighting.
Wang palms huddled his shoulders and trembled, but his brain was surprisingly clear.
She has never realized so deeply as at this time that she is a person with crippled hands and blind eyes, and she can't help others a little, but will only increase the burden of others.
For a while, Wang Zhangzhu was sad from his heart, his heart was followed by painful spasms, tears fell on his face, and he felt cold.
Brother Huandong, you don't know how much courage I have to muster every day to get close to the excellent, unattainable, but indifferent and abnormal you!
If it weren't for the fact that I had just experienced life and death, and I had thoroughly tasted the fear of losing you, I would have really given up soon.
Wang Zhangzhu cried for a while, felt like smoke in his throat, forced himself to sit up from the bed, and called the servants downstairs to bring him water and cold medicine.
The maid didn't wait, Wang Zhangzhu wanted to go to the bathroom, but she got out of bed dizzily, her eyes were dark, and the whole person fell to the ground, Niuniu didn't know when to put the building blocks on the ground, Wang Zhangzhu's knees were knocked hot and painful, she sat up, and saw two drops of blood on the beige carpet, she hurriedly touched her face, and the warmth of her palm.
It is estimated that the fire has been big in the past two days, and his nose has also been coaxed, and blood has come out, Wang Zhangzhu covered his nose, crawled to the small table on the side, pulled two tissues, and wiped his face.
At this time, the maid came in with water and medicine, and when she saw Wang Zhangzhu's appearance, she was so frightened that she said 'Mom', hurriedly put down the water and medicine, and came to help her.
Wang Zhangzhu bit her lip desperately, and with the support of the maid, she entered the bathroom, she patted her forehead with cold water, nose, water droplets, blood droplets, teardrops, hot and cold alternately, and flowed down her cheeks.
She only felt dizzy for a while, and felt discouraged for a while, thinking that the maid was still waiting outside, and it took a lot of strength to stop her tears, plug her nostrils with cotton balls, and walk out of the bathroom.
Wang Zhangzhu took the cold medicine from the maid and swallowed it, lay down on the big bed dizzy, covered the quilt on his head, and covered the bitterness on his face by the way.
In the state of the hostess, the nanny naturally wanted to call Su Yanchi, although she felt that the male and female hosts of this family were very abnormal - they lived in separate rooms for a long time, and they spoke politely to each other to the point of alienation......
But the nanny still thinks that the male owner is very good to the woman, and the female owner is sick, and she does not call the male host, in case something happens, she will not be able to explain.
The nanny called Su Yanchi, the phone rang for a long time, and no one answered, the nanny thought that Su Yanchi might have something, so she put down the phone and wanted to call later, who knew that before she could walk into the kitchen, Su Yanchi's phone called.
The nanny told Su Yanchi that Wang Zhangzhu was sick, and Su Yanchi's voice on the phone changed tone, telling her to always pay attention to Wang Zhangzhu's situation, and she would rush back soon.
Putting down Su Yanchi's phone, the nanny went upstairs again to take a look, and saw that Wang Zhangzhu was still sleeping with his head covered, so she went downstairs, and not long after, she heard the car horn outside sound, and Su Yanchi's car drove in quickly.
Su Yan ran upstairs one step and two steps later, calmed down his breath, opened Wang Zhangzhu's door lightly, looked at Wang Zhangzhu's situation, walked into Wang Zhangzhu's bedside, tore off the quilt covering her head, and saw that she had fallen asleep, and her face was hot and sweaty.
Wang Zhangzhu's eyes were closed, his brows were locked, his face was red, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well at night, Su Yanchi sighed secretly, his heart was sour and pitiful, and he reached out to wipe Wang Zhangzhu's forehead, which was hot, hot.
This girl, these days, she has completely forgotten that she is also a patient, and she doesn't care about anything for Chu Huandong, and now she is sick too!
Su Yanchi picked up Wang Zhangzhu with a coaxing voice, put on clothes and shoes for her, carried her to the car, and went to the hospital.
Thirty-eight degrees eight, the tonsils are red and swollen, and it seems that there is a tendency to continue to have a fever, the doctor took the prescription and suggested Su Yanchi: "She can take medicine in this situation, but it is good and slow, I suggest that you should accompany her to give her an infusion first." ”
"Okay, then infusion. ”
Wang Zhangzhu was in a daze, listening to Su Yanchi's answer very simply, she really couldn't cry or laugh, her voice was astringent and hoarse, and she muttered hard: "You can do it, you can do it, I really don't see that I will give you a needle, and I will be happy to agree!"
Su Yanchi grinned: "Let's get an infusion, the infusion comes quickly." ”
"What if you can't hit the nail on the head!" Wang Zhangzhu didn't like injections, and closed his eyes in pain.
Unexpectedly, she was really golden-mouthed, and she really didn't hit the nail on the head when she pricked the needle.
They came to the hospital in a hurry, they didn't find an acquaintance, and it was a trainee nurse who gave Wang Zhangzhu a needle, maybe she was a little nervous, and she didn't get into the blood vessels after three needles to Wang Zhangzhu, and Wang Zhangzhu was sweating in pain, and she was about to cry.
Su Yanchi was even more uncomfortable than her, so anxious that her head was sweating and her face was flushed, and finally stopped the little nurse and found an older nurse to put a needle on Wang Zhangzhu.
Wang Zhangzhu leaned back on the chair, and suddenly remembered that she was squeamish before, because she was afraid of needles, her father and Chu Huandong specially hired a smart nurse for her to use needles.
At that time, I was the real pearl of my palm!
Now no one pampers themselves and loves themselves, and after four stitches in a row, they don't die of pain.
It turns out that everything in this world is a habit, and whoever leaves whom, who does not have anyone, can live.
Wang Zhangzhu was infused, Su Yanchi drove her home, watching her sick, like a poor kitten, shrinking into a ball on the co-pilot, Su Yanchi couldn't help but speak, "Zhangzhu, Mr. Chu is not short of people to take care of, you can rest at home for a few days!"
"Hmm. Wang Zhangzhu was physically and mentally exhausted now, and he really didn't have the spirit and courage to walk into that cold ward, look at Chu Huandong's unfathomable face, and guess what he was thinking in his heart.
She closed her eyes, feeling extremely depressed and lost, but she didn't want to mention her and Chu Huandong's current situation to anyone, including Su Yanchi, although all signs represented Chu Huandong's determination to alienate herself, although it seemed to be to the point of despair, but she still held one in ten thousand hope in her heart.
Wang Zhangzhu has been sick at home for a few days, she wants to give herself time to rest, and she also wants to give Chu Huandong a period of time to think about calming down.
Once upon a time there was an old song with the lyrics that said, "If there were no painful moments of separation, you wouldn't cherish me!"
Maybe after these two days of separation, Chu Huandong suddenly realized his importance again, and when he went to the hospital again, he would look at himself with great affection and hug himself tightly as he had just woken up.
Wang Zhangzhu didn't show up for three days in a row, and he didn't call, Chu Huandong really missed her.
Chu Huandong hoped that his indifference could make Wang Zhangzhu die, but once Wang Zhangzhu really died and didn't associate with him again, he was extremely tormented, sad, and uneasy, and the fear of losing Wang Zhangzhu aggravated the pain in his heart, so much so that he couldn't breathe.
In the past two days, he stared at the door every day, hoping that the person who walked in the next moment would be Wang Zhangzhu, but also did not want Wang Zhangzhu to appear in this ward again, she should have her own life, instead of watching herself die, and grieving, despairing, and heartbreaking with herself.