"Mommy, why did you let your uncle go?" Shi Mianmian came over and took her finger and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that if there is an uncle who is handsome and willing to go home with us in the future and is willing to let me stick Peppy Pig on him, such a person can consider making him my father...... Hmmm......"

Shi Mianmian, who was suddenly covered by Shi Su, looked at the man on the bed with an expression like a cry for help: "Hmm...... Uncle...... Hmmm......"

Shi Su grinded his teeth and forcibly took Shi Mianmian to the next room: "If you dare to talk nonsense, all the chocolates will be confiscated next month!" ”

Shi Mianmian instantly closed her little mouth, but she still whispered aggrievedly: "Mommy, my uncle is so badly injured, so pitiful, don't drive him away......"

"Shut up and face the wall for thirty minutes!" After Shi Su finished speaking, he closed the door directly.

When he turned back to the master bedroom to make it clear to the man, and made up his mind that he had to leave, he turned his back sharply as soon as he stepped forward: "What are you doing when you get out of bed?" ”

Jing Jihan stood on the side of the bed, looked at the black loose shorts that were at least up to the knee length on his legs, and then looked at the places where blood oozed under a few pieces of gauze because he barely stood up just now and pulled the wound.

"Originally, I just wanted to ask you to be a good person to do it to the end, but since my request makes you so difficult, then there is no need, I can leave."

Shi Su listened to his weak voice, of course she knew how much he was hurt, and she could still endure the pain in this situation, didn't this man know the pain?

Anyway, I've helped him wipe his body a few times in the past two days, and it's not unseen when he's lying on the bed naked, but it's just awake, and there's nothing he can't see.

Shi Su turned around and saw that the man had taken two steps forward with some difficulty, but it looked as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

At the moment when the man's tall and straight figure shook slightly, she instinctively hurriedly walked over to support him, who knew that the man's height of nearly one meter nine was too much higher than her, and the moment he fell down, he directly pressed her hard, she stumbled backwards, and almost fell straight backwards.

Shi Su Mao tried his best to hold him, and then pushed the man who was almost half of his body weight on himself to the side of the bed, and was about to help him sit down when he got to the bed, but he fell down directly.

"Hey, you're ......"

Shi Su's hand paused, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that his eyes were closed, could it be that he was faint again?

She looked at the gauze on the man's body that was oozing blood because of the wound, grabbed her hair with a headache and collapsed, and shouted at the door next door with a messy hair: "Shi Mianmian! Don't face the wall! Come out, go downstairs and call the doctor grandpa at the clinic! ”

The door of the next room was quickly opened, and Shi Mianmian, who was exempted from the punishment of facing the wall, happily responded, ran to the door, put on his little pink shoes and went downstairs directly.

Shi Su's face was covered with dark clouds, and there was always an unhappiness in his heart as if he had been fooled, but looking at the injuries on this man's body and his eyes that had been quietly closed, he rolled his eyes hatefully, reluctantly straightened the man's body, let him lie flat on the bed, and then carefully uncovered the blood-stained gauze on his body.

"Why is this blood shed so much?" She quickly stood up and walked briskly to the bathroom, to get a towel.

She had just taken a few steps and suddenly paused, and suddenly turned her head to look at the man on the bed, looking at the man's pale but unmitigated face, the sleeping man's face was much whiter than just now.

Before, his blood-stained suit and shirt could not be bought on the market, she had seen a lot of high-end fabrics by chance when she was abroad, and his clothes were not ordinary handmade high-end models at first glance, this kind of rich and beautiful man should not plot against their mother and daughter, right?

There really seems to be nothing to worry about.

Now she is no longer the same person she was five years ago, and there is really nothing to be plotted against on her.