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Chapter 118

Her cake was given to Jian Mengyao because she wanted to eat it.

Jian Mengyao's hand was injured, so she had to get the rest of the flowers.

Very good!

I don't know why, she wanted to laugh a little, although she was sad in her heart, she still wanted to laugh.

They all say, 'crying with joy', what is she?

"Okay, I'll go up and change my clothes first, and I'll be right away."

Su Yao went up to the third floor, changed her clothes and then went downstairs, the two of them had already gone to the restaurant, and she sat on the sofa, picking up the messy flower branches, and tidying them up little by little.

There are too many thorns, and even if you are careful, you will inevitably get pricked.

Once, twice

Counting how many times he was stabbed, Su Yao only frowned slightly, took out a tissue to simply wipe off the blood that came out, and then continued to cut the stab.

Finally, everything was done, and Su Yao got up to wash his hands.

The cold water rinsed down to reduce the pain slightly, but the blood still came out when she left the water, so she kept rushing until her fingers were numb from the cold water, and then turned off the faucet.

She took the medicine kit herself to disinfect it, and only went upstairs when it was ready.

It may be that she has just been dipped in cold water, and her lower abdomen throbbed again, not so intense at first, within the range she tolerated, but then it became more and more painful, and she couldn't even straighten her waist in pain.

She curled herself up in a ball, pressing her lower abdomen hard with both hands, expecting that this time the pain would pass a little, although the painkillers that Mu Xiyuan bought for her before were still there, but she really didn't want to eat too much of that thing.

In the past, she only died of pain on the first day, and there was nothing in the next few days, and it was the first time that she repeated it like today.

Not only does she have a stomachache now, but even her stomach is in turmoil, she wants to eat something, but now she doesn't want to move, she just hopes that she will fall asleep quickly, and when she falls asleep, she won't know anything. w

Just when she was groggy and about to fall asleep, Lu Qingcheng came in, stood at the end of the bed and looked at her, and before she could speak, her brows furrowed first, "Do you want to pretend to be dead and scary if you do something?" Don't even eat and learn to lose your temper? ”

Su Yao couldn't open his eyes in pain, grabbed the quilt tightly, and said, "Don't make noise with me, let me sleep for a while." ”

Lu Qingcheng walked to the side of the bed, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up, "Sleep?" Do you shout tired after doing a little work? Let you cut the flower branches for Meng Yao, do you have a big opinion? ”

"Don't dare," she was forced to open her eyes, her eyes full of begging, "today, can you spare me?" I'm really, really hard. ”

"Reload."

Feign?

Su Yao wanted to laugh, she really hoped that she would pretend to be such a painful method.

She hurts like this, can't he really see it?

Why did Jian Mengyao only prick one finger, his eyes were full of pity, she was uncomfortable like this, but she couldn't get him a 'let go'.

"What the hell do you want me to do?"

Cold sweat flowed down the corners of his forehead, his face was also iron-blue, ugly like a dead man, and even the eyes that were bright and clear at all times were so muddy that they seemed to be unscorched at this time.

Lu Qingcheng's heart tightened, and he finally let go, "What's wrong?" ”

"My stomach hurts."

"If you don't feel well, take medicine."

Su Yao lay back and shook his head weakly, "It's not good to eat too many painkillers, I'll sleep for a while, and I'll be fine for a while."

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and then she simply lost her voice, as if she had really fallen asleep.

Lu Qingcheng frowned and stood beside the bed for a while before going out.

After going out, he called Ji Hang, who had an afternoon of surgery before he came out of the operating room, tired and able to fall asleep leaning on the locker.

"What's wrong?"

"She has a terrible stomach ache, what should I do?"

The 'she' in his mouth always referred to Su Yao, Ji Hang pinched his eyebrows and asked, "What caused it?" ”