Chapter 803: What the Hell Happened to Him?
Zhang Lingying gritted her teeth and reached out to open the door.
originally thought that when he saw Lu Jing's appearance, he would be unbearable to scold him.
But when I really saw him curled up in a ball, leaning against the door panel of her house, and there was still a wound on his face, she couldn't say anything when she came to her mouth.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Jing seemed to be surprised, and was stunned for two seconds before raising his head to look at her.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Did I make a noise to you?" ”
Zhang Lingying: "......"
She was accustomed to seeing his unruly appearance, and suddenly saw him so pitiful, and with a cautious way of speaking, she pursed her lips unaccustomedly.
Leaning to the side.
"Let me state first, I really don't know how to deal with wounds, at most I will let you into my house, and then get you a medical kit, and you can get the wounds on your face yourself."
After she finished speaking, as if she was worried that she would regret it, she quickly turned around and walked inside.
Without waiting for Lu Jing to say anything, he took out a medicine box from the room and put it on the table, reached out and picked up his book from the table, and sat on the edge of the sofa.
Flipping through the book in his hand, he pretended not to care about the land mirror at all, but he couldn't help but glance at the corner of his eye.
Lu Jing didn't say anything polite to her, and when she opened the door, she walked in very consciously.
I went to the bathroom to wash my hands and then my face.
His movements were a little rude, and his cheeks, which were already wounded, were rubbed indiscriminately by him, and now they looked red and swollen.
Where the skin of the cheekbone was broken, the wound was rubbed by him, and blood began to ooze again.
It's unbearable to look at ......
Zhang Lingying sighed, and was about to say something, remembering that she was reading a book now, and held back the words that came to her mouth.
Take your eyes back to the book and force yourself not to pay attention to the land mirror.
But after less than three seconds, when he saw that Lu Jing's wound had not been disinfected, he had to take the ointment and wipe it on his face, and he couldn't bear to put down the book in his hand.
"You wait! How can you treat your wounds like this? ”
Is it true that you can do whatever you want if you are really good-looking?
He doesn't feel sorry for his face, and he doesn't mess with her face.
Zhang Lingying secretly told herself in her heart that she just couldn't bear to look at such a white and flawless handsome face, ruined in the hands of Lu Jing, and she had the right to do a good deed that day.
She moved to Lu Jing's side, reached out and picked up the medicine box from in front of him.
"Turn a little over my side and bow your head...... Yes, yes, and then don't mess around......"
Zhang Lingying held a cotton swab in one hand and hydrogen peroxide in the other, and instructed him to adjust his position while looking at the wound on Lu Jing's face.
Lu Jing was very cooperative throughout the whole process, and she did whatever she said.
When the wound was disinfected, Zhang Lingying was also worried that he would feel a stinging pain if his hand was too heavy.
As a result, Lu Jing didn't hum, and sat in front of her honestly, letting her go up and down.
“…… The wound seems to be a little infected, don't touch the water again today, otherwise you will have a scar at that time, don't blame me. Zhang Lingying threw all the used cotton swabs into the trash, put away all the ointment, and muttered a few words.
I didn't care if Lu Jing listened to it or not, picked up the medicine box, and was about to go back to the room.
As soon as he took a step, his wrist was suddenly clasped.
"Don't go, stay with me for a while."
Zhang Lingying: "......"
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you, I'm just ...... Want to talk to someone. Lu Jing slowly opened his lips.
He seemed to be in a very wrong mood today.
Zhang Lingying's eyebrows twisted slightly, and she put down the medicine box, "Did something happen?" ”