The few she had avoided in those years had now appeared in front of her, struggling with the option of pretending to be dizzy or pretending to be amnesia, and finally "compromised" to refuse Han Jian's order and sat up straight.

But as soon as she sat up, she felt dizzy, and her hand subconsciously touched her head, and there was gauze wrapped around her head, so she freed up her other hand, and both hands touched her head, ho, it's true.

Last night, she took a few steps back and slammed her head into the pole, and when she fell, she accidentally hit her head on the small square floor tiles that had been placed in reverse because of the damage......

Leng Xianglan thought a little self-deprecatingly, is it a bad year? When you are unlucky, even if you avoid a car accident, you still haven't escaped the accident of smashing your head, is it really impossible to prevent it?

Is it serious?

Stitches?

Why doesn't it hurt?

Will it leave an unsightly scar?

Or will it be bald?

She looked up at Han Jian and found that he had been staring at her with a gloomy face, and took off his blazer, but Leng Xianglan, who was wearing the white shirt inside, still noticed that there were blood stains on the sleeve of his right hand that he deliberately rolled up, which was not obviously dry.

She turned pale and thought: Otherwise, let's pretend to be amnesia, it's too embarrassing.

Just when she was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, a doctor walked in with a young female nurse one after the other, the doctor asked about her situation, Leng Xianglan replied: "It's okay, I just sat up and was a little dizzy." ”

The doctor smiled kindly and said that the problem was not very big, and it would be fine after two days of rest.

The young nurse took her temperature on the side, and asked her in a low voice which family member was there to take care of her, Leng Xianglan subconsciously looked at Han Jian.

She and Han Jian's eyes met again, but he looked away first and asked the young nurse, "Is there anything else?" ”

The young nurse didn't dare to face Han Jian squarely, her face was slightly red, but because of her profession, she still maintained her due calm, but there was uncontrollable tension and strangeness in her tone: "Oh, that's it, Han Shao, now the patient can eat something, but it's best to choose some nutritious meals, because of excessive blood loss, ......"

The young nurse pointed to the two boxes of medicine next to the hospital bed and continued, "There is a box of Chinese patent medicine that dissipates stasis and replenishes blood, and another box is anti-inflammatory. ”

Xu was nervous, the young nurse lowered her eyebrows from beginning to end, and only after saying it in one breath did she look at Han Jian timidly, and then walked out with a red face.

Celery Ben still had an onlooker expression, and when she saw Han Jian's eyes suddenly looking straight over, she immediately changed her serious expression, she raised her face slightly, and her slender eyes also looked directly at Han Jian: "Han Shao, don't look at me, I have announced in the past two days." ”

Han Jian snorted coldly, then looked at Leng Xianglan on the hospital bed, and saw her eyes staring at the two boxes of medicine, so she said without being salty: "Wait a minute, there will be a special nurse to take care of you, if anything happens......." ”

"It's fine." Leng Xianglan suddenly snatched the conversation, although her face was pale and pale, the corners of her mouth politely hooked a faint arc: "Thank you, I have nothing to do, I just haven't slept enough and want to sleep for a while." ”

After saying that, he lay down gently, feeling the pressure on the wound, so he turned his face slightly to the side, and at the same time properly covered the corners of the quilt.