When Guan Luo returned to the ward, Tang Ji had already left.

The nurse is changing the dressing for Tang's wound, which is a procedure that must be performed every day, in addition to the anti-inflammatory drip that must be hung every day to prevent the wound from becoming infected.

The drip is good, and changing the dressing is like the last criminal law.

It's not that she's afraid of pain, if she was afraid of hurting so badly, she would have died a long time ago. She was just afraid of being surrounded by so many people.

Because her gunshot wound was on the shoulder, her underwear was unwearable, vacuum, and she only wore a front-button hospital gown on the outside, and she had to take off the right sleeve of her hospital gown every time she changed dressings, so she was basically half-naked.

Two more nurses pressed her shoulders and held her firmly on the bed, fearing that she would hurt her bones when she changed dressings, which felt like being stripped naked and pressed on a chopping board, with a crowd of people watching.

When Guan Luo entered the ward, he saw several nurses surrounding the bedside, and two of them were holding Tang Jingcheng's arms left and right.

The time to change the dressing is not very long, and the person who does it is an elderly nurse who is skilled and sophisticated. It's just not light or heavy.

Tang Jingcheng actually carried it quite well, he didn't bite a word from beginning to end, but he didn't want to cooperate obediently.

Guan Luo has been standing at the door and watching, he can't see Tang Jingcheng's face from that angle, her face is covered by the nurse, only to see her left hand tightly dragging the wooden bar at the head of the bed, and the green tendons on her slender wrists are bursting up one by one. Dig your nails into the wood.

The nurse tosses the cotton wool and gauze she had changed onto the ground. Next to her, a young nurse clamped her tweezers into the iron plate.

"Bear with me. Just wrap it tight! "The old nurse is like coaxing a child.

The young nurse went out with the iron plate, and as he passed through the gate, he glanced at the cotton wool and gauze in the iron plate, which were still stained with dried blood and medicine stains.

Guan Luo felt his temples jump suddenly, originally he was standing up straight, but he couldn't stand up all of a sudden, and he barely stood firm by leaning his back against the door.

The nurse finally rewrapped the wound and began to dress Tang Jingcheng.

When she wore the right sleeve, she had to bend her right arm, and she tried to raise her right hand in cooperation with her, but her right arm was completely unconscious.

Every time at this time, Tang Jingcheng would become very irritable, and he had to grit his teeth and forcibly raise his arm, as a result, the wounds and bones in his shoulders would be torn out and distressed.

The nurse watched from the side and persuaded him in a hurry, "Miss Tang, you can't move like this." The wound will crack. ”

"You have to be careful with the bones, because if they are displaced, they will leave sequelae in the future."

But the more the nurse didn't allow it, the more Tang Jingcheng had to fight against them.

She didn't believe that her right arm would really lose consciousness, she was a jade carver, she had to use this arm to take tools, carve, trim, polish, and engrave money, how could she be unconscious.

The nurses looked at each other, they had already learned Tang Jingcheng's stinky temper in the past few days, and knew that good words and persuasion were useless, so they could only forcibly hold her left arm again, and then turn her sideways......

Tang Jingcheng also made a temperament, her ribs and shoulder bones were fractured, and she didn't have the strength to resist when several nurses held her down at the same time, and the sleeve was put on her arm in a few clicks.

Tang Jingcheng was still dragging the wooden railing, how tough she was, she was really a manic and ruthless woman.

"I'll dress her." Guan Luo walked over, his voice was light.

The old nurse in the lead glanced at him, didn't say much, and let go of Tang Jingcheng's arm.

"Can you? She does it every day! ”

Guan Luo could only reply: "I'll try." ”

The nurse took her things and went out, and there were only two people left in the ward, Guan Luo and Tang Jingcheng.

Tang Jingcheng was already sweating profusely, his lips were bitten by himself, his hair that had not been washed for a long time was all sticky on his neck and cheeks, most of his right shoulder was still exposed, gauze and bandages were tied to the wound, the cold collarbone was protruding, the neck line was slender, and there were ugly stitches where the bones were cut.

She knew how ugly she was now, choked her breath and tilted her head to the side, and grabbed the quilt with her left hand to cover her half-naked body.

Guan Luo took a breath in his chest and leaned down.

"Let go." He dragged her to the corner of the quilt in his left hand.

Tang Jingcheng was unwilling, he pulled hard, the quilt slid down, and her body shook with it, and neither of them made a sound again.

Guan Luo gently pulled the right sleeve to her shoulder, and then buttoned it for her one by one.

Buckled to his chest, his chest line was pressing, his breathing was like a hill undulating, Guan's slightly cool hand brushed Tang Jingcheng's heart, she didn't speak, but his fingers began to tremble.

Finally buttoned to the last one, and the clothes finally covered the ugly scars and wounds on her shoulders.

Guan Luo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and tucked the quilt for Tang Jingcheng again, and just wanted to speak, he found that her left shoulder was shaking, and her pointed chin was tense.

Are you crying again?

"The wound hurts?" Guan asked slightly, his voice hoarse and muddy.

Tang Jingcheng shook his head desperately, and tears secretly dripped onto the pillow.

Guan Luo began to stay in the hospital for longer and longer, and Tang Jingcheng's injuries were getting better and better, but his temper was getting more and more violent.

Two weeks later, she was able to get off the ground, but her right arm was barely sensational.

The nurses that Guan Luo found for Tang Jingcheng changed a batch almost every two days, there was no way, she was making trouble in the ward all day long, dropping things, refusing to eat well, no nurse could stand her like this.

Guan Luo began to accompany him in the hospital all day long, but he was making more trouble, and Tang Jingcheng simply changed his way to toss him.

refused to take the medicine, at first Guan Luo would coax her well, but he couldn't coax her, so he directly forcibly pinched her chin and poured the medicine in.

When he refused to eat, he fed him himself, both hard and soft, until she ate it.

Guan Luo seemed to have become a two-faced person during that time, soft like a cloud when he coaxed Tang Cheng, and eager to swallow her when he was irritable. He has never been a patient person, if it weren't for the meticulousness that Lou Qingxiao has honed over the years, he would have stopped doing it long ago if he had changed his previous temperament.

Tang Jingcheng intensified.

She was so resentful in her heart, she also knew that Guan Luo was atoning for her sins, but what was his sin? The pain and contradictions in his heart eventually became a double-edged sword, cutting him with a sword will also hurt himself by three points.

During that time, it was like a tug-of-war between the two, hysterical and exhausted with each other, just waiting for the other to surrender.

It's the end of the year in a blink of an eye.

Tang Jingcheng's gunshot wound has almost recovered, but the bones still need to be raised in the hospital.

A few days before Chinese New Year's Eve, Lao Mai and Ye Qin went to the hospital, and when they entered the ward, they happened to see Guan Luo feeding soup to Tang Zhencheng.

He sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl and whispered coaxing, but Tang Jingcheng refused to eat a mouthful, not only did he not eat it, but he swept the bowl to the ground with a cold face and shook his hand.

That posture was too much, Ye Tan wanted to rush forward, but Lao Mai immediately pulled her: "Don't care!" ”

"But she's..."

"Lao Jiu is willing!"

Guan Luo was really willing, the big bowl of soup was all sprinkled on him, and he just shook his red arm, picked up the broken porcelain pieces little by little, wrapped them in a bag and took them out of the ward, and went to the bathroom to rinse the burned area with cold water by the way.

"How does it taste?" Lao Mai asked, leaning against the bathroom door.

Guan ignored it slightly, rushed for a minute, and a large piece of red and swollen arm was there.

Lao Mai took the initiative to hand it over with a tissue: "You plan to wait here all the time?" "On the pill.

"What else else?"

Lao Mai smiled: "The top spot of the dignified Jiurong Terrace, she was called and drunk by her in the ward all day long, what do you make the people below think?" ”

"I can't care so much, I'm responsible for her making it like this!"

"You also said this sentence three years ago, when Lou Qingxiao was amputated, and you also said that you would be responsible for her."

Of course Guan Luo remembers, and he has done it, he has taken care of Lou Qingxiao in the past three years, if nothing else, they plan to get married next year, but now it is like this......

"What are you going to do?" Lao Mai asked again.

Guan Luo asked rhetorically: "What to do?" ”

"The woman in the ward, you said you were responsible for her, do you also want to buy a golden house and hide her in the suburbs?" Lao Mai's words were obviously a little sarcastic.

Guan Luo didn't answer quickly, and habitually pulled a cigarette out of his pocket.

Lao Mai stopped: "This is the hospital." ”

Guan Luo frowned, and Lao Mai softened when he saw the haggard and irritable look on his face, and he didn't care anymore and let him go.

Guan slightly skillfully lit the cigarette, took a puff, leaned his back slightly loosely against the pool table, but suddenly said in his mouth: "She is different from Qingxiao." ”

"What's the difference?" Lao Mai interjected, and then sneered, "You're right, she is really different from Lou Qingxiao, Lou Qingxiao was born as a special police officer, and she didn't make a fuss with you when she suffered so much, but she was good, not to mention squeamishness, I think she deliberately tossed you in a different way." ”

Tang Jingcheng's vexatious troublemaking Lao Mai just now was in his eyes, and everyone thought she was simply unreasonable.

Guan Luo took another puff of cigarette and snorted in his nose: "Actually, she is not squeamish, but she is resentful in her heart." ”

"Resentment? What to complain about? Complaining that you chose Lou Qingxiao at that time? ”

Guan Luo really didn't want to answer this question, he quickly finished his cigarette and patted Lao Mai's shoulder: "Let's go!" ”

Lao Mai was not angry, and after walking a few steps, he shouted Guan Luo: "Don't say I didn't remind you, Tang Jingcheng has autonomic nervous disorders, and she must be psychologically unbalanced when she suffers such a big crime this time, look back." ”

Guan Luo's heart tightened: "You said she would have the idea of committing suicide?" ”

"This is one of them!" Lao Mai's expression suddenly became a little serious, "She is already prone to mania, and it is normal for her to have suicidal thoughts, I am afraid that she will transfer her resentment to others." ”

"What do you mean?"

Lao Mai thought about it and didn't continue, and said perfunctorily: "I'm just speculating, anyway, you'd better find someone to keep an eye on her, so as not to do anything out of the ordinary, and her current mental state is not suitable for living in the hospital all the time, the hospital environment is too stuffy, maybe being discharged home from the hospital will alleviate her mania, in addition, does she have any friends who have a good relationship?" Allowing her to communicate more with her friends will also help her recover emotionally. ”

……

When Guan Luo and Lao Mai returned to the ward again, Tang Jingcheng was sitting on the bed, his eyes were blank, his fingers kept stirring his trousers, and Ye Tan was sitting on the other party's sofa calmly, and the two didn't know what to say, anyway, the atmosphere in the ward seemed a little weird.