Shangguan Jing listened to his weak voice, checked his pulse, and said in a deep voice: "Don't speak, you are seriously injured, I will come when I go." ”

After speaking, he fed him a pill, went out and released Huahua, and asked him to bring a basin of hot water.

Now this situation is not suitable for alarming too many people, and it is enough to have flowers.

Shangguan Jing went in, helped Sima Fu to the soft couch, tore off his coat, and took off the clothes on his upper body, which was covered with bruises and wounds.

Shangguan Jing wrung a handful of hot water, wiped the blood stains off his body, looked at the wounds on his body, and twisted his eyebrows, "Huahua, the second drawer of the dresser, take out the tools." ”

Fancy went over and took a big box and opened it.

Shangguan Jing took out a thin needle and thread, and her voice did not fluctuate, "The wound is very deep, it needs to be stitched, do you want to seal the pain?" ”

"Let's just do it." Sima Fu stared into her eyes and said.

Shangguan Jing nodded, his fingertips flying, and he skillfully stitched up the wound.

The slender fingertips threaded the needle and thread on him, fast and accurate, and the stitches were fine and perfect, as if he were making a beautiful work of art.

Sima Fu's heart was soft, staring at her close face, and said with a smile: "I thought you wouldn't care about me, breaking into a woman's room in the middle of the night, you will definitely be beaten badly." ”

"Anyway, there are a few friendships, and I'm not such a ruthless person." Shangguan Jing can use two hearts and minds in this situation, and her psychology is also strong.

"I feel like I'm still very different in your heart." Sima Fu's pale lips hooked an elegant smile, and even when he was injured, the aristocratic temperament on his body did not diminish in the slightest.

Shangguan Jing cut off the thread and continued to sew up another wound, "Of course, between strangers and acquaintances. ”

Sima Fu pretended to be heartbroken, "These words are so hurtful." ”

"That's true." Shangguan Jing told the truth, staring at the wound intently, "If you are too idle, why don't you find a woman to accompany you?" With your posture, you can hook your fingers casually, and some women follow one after another. ”

Xu is wound was extremely painful, he gasped and looked at Shangguan Jing, "I think you still have someone to throw yourself into your arms." ”

Shangguan Jing's fingertips were forced, and the needle pierced directly into his skin by one centimeter, Sima Fu, who was about to be paralyzed by pain, his eyebrows were tightened, and his deep eyes locked Shangguan Jing's eyes.

"If you are more ruthless, your things will remain in my body."

This sentence will cause great misunderstanding when people listen to it.

Shangguan Jing twitched the corner of his eye, met his playful eyes, quickly pulled out the needle, and said coldly: "Shut up!" Don't bother me, be careful that I melt your belly. ”

Sima Fu had a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, "It's also romantic to die under the peony flower." ”

Shangguan Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and directly tore off the thread with his hand, just like a purse, the skin and flesh on his abdomen were about to wrinkle into a ball, and the pain could be imagined.

"Hiss......" Sima Fu's painful facial features were distorted, and when he looked down, the wound became crooked, but it was better than before.

Huahua looked at the chrysanthemum tightly, don't overdo it.

Sima Fu stepped back like a force, and said weakly, "Jing'er, one day I will die at your hands. ”

"That's not what you want?" Shangguan Jing lifted the corners of her lips, sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound angrily, bandaged it simply, and cleaned up the mess.

"Since it's okay, you can go."

Sima Fu closed his eyes and did not speak.

Waiting for Shangguan Jing to pack up his things, he looked at the soft collapse, the man was lying there motionless, very weak, and his handsome face was a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't hide the extravagance.

Shangguan Jing wiped his hands, walked over to take a look, and noticed that his breathing was slow, and the back of his cool hand leaned up to test the temperature of his forehead.

"I have a fever."

Huahua said, "Master, do you want to throw him out?" ”

After all, he was ordered by the man to sweep up all those who tried to get close to the hostess.

Shangguan Jing glanced at him, "Huahua, is it true that my father-in-law has given you a lot of benefits?" You're not usually that kind of person. ”

"Not really!" Flowery retort, why is it so easy for the owner to see? Unscientific.

Shangguan Jing said: "Okay, I'll go to bed first, you go outside and boil some hot water, wipe his face and body again, and take care of him tonight." ”

After saying that, he went to the inner room, put down the curtain to block the view from the outside, and then went to bed.

Huahua pursed her lips, looked at Sima Fu, who was half-dead, and resigned herself to her fate, and went out to boil water to serve him.

Sima Fu, who was in a coma, unconsciously hooked a reassuring smile.

Sleepless nights.

When the sky was just dawning, the person on the soft collapse opened his dark eyes, lifted the quilt on his body, and quietly walked to the inner room.

Sima Fu covered his chest and stood quietly on the side of the bed, staring at the sleeping Zhengxiang person.

Probably knew when Shangguan Jing would wake up, and when her eyelashes fluttered, she leaned over, and her cold lips were imprinted on her forehead.

The person on the bed instantly opened his eyes, extremely cold, and slapped him in the face like a reflex. The sound is crisp.

Sima Fu's sickly face was fanned out with red marks, and he was still smiling.

Shangguan sat up quietly, "Sima Fu, you sneak attack me?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he was hugged by Sima Fu, and his arms were slowly tightened, like a treasure, "Jing'er, thank you for taking care of you last night." ”

Probably the reason why he woke up from a dream just now, Shangguan Jing thought that he was still dreaming, was stunned for a moment, twisted his eyebrows, and pushed him away.

"Sima Fu! Get out of here like this again! ”

Sima Fu was unmoved, his arms tightened, and he muttered, "Jing'er, let me hold it for a while, okay?" ”

There was a hint of vulnerability and dazedness in his tone.

Shangguan Jing didn't have that much sympathy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was being molested by a man, fortunately, his character was fifty points, otherwise it was estimated that there would be a corpse here.

"Sima Fu, this is how you treat your savior? Let go. Shangguan Jing clasped her hands in front of her chest to avoid awkward contact and pushed his shoulders forward.

Sima Fu's arms tightened more and more, ignoring her struggles.

Shangguan Jing obviously felt that the wound on his chest was oozing blood, and he bit his arm angrily, and his muscles were stiff.

Depend on! What do you do when you train your muscles so strongly!

Sima Fu's frustrated mood was swept away, he stroked the back of her head, hooked his lips and said: "Jing'er, my life can only be yours, remember, no matter what happens in the future, I am willing to die in your hands." ”

When Shangguan was stunned, there was a warm feeling in his earlobe, and after understanding what it was, his face turned black, and he attacked with a fist, and it fell short without accident.

The smoky gray figure flickered, and when she opened the window, Sima Fu covered her chest, gave her a soft smile, and flashed out.

[Author's digression]: There is no reason to like someone, and the mistake is to like a person who should not be liked...... It's literary again, Miss Jing was trivial, let's scold me in the message area......