"Ahh She screamed, and she was thrown out like a parabola. When she landed, her forehead just hit the edges and corners of the bench, which was very heavy, and a piercing dull pain made her eyes involuntarily black.

Immediately afterwards, the tear glands and nasal cavities were sore, rushing straight to her head, making her feel like she was about to faint.

Lin Sese's scream made Li Weiting stop, and when he looked back, he saw a wisp of blood spilling out of her wound.

The shocking red color suddenly made Li Weiting's heart sink violently, and his sanity was restored instantly.

Oh my God, what did he do!

Li Weiting rushed over and hugged Lin Seser in his arms.

He gasped for breath, and the nerves in his whole body were tangled with his heart, and the tighter he strangled, the more painful he became. He actually hurt her.

Did she just come to pull him? Beaten red-eyed, he didn't know the weight of his strength at all. How could she afford his blow.

Lin Sese leaned on his arms, the blood on his forehead immediately stained his shirt, the color of red, the blood of Li Weiting, the pain all over his body.

"Nervous." He let out a cry of guilt and distress, and even his voice became hoarse and trembling.

Lin Sese's face turned pale and her eyes were closed, but the pain made her whole face wrinkled.

Li Weiting looked at her so uncomfortable, and for the first time felt at a loss.

"Take her to the infirmary." Mo Yu said bitterly on the side.

Li Weiting came back to his senses, picked up Lin Sese, and hurriedly ran towards the infirmary.

Seeing the blood on Lin Sese's forehead flowing more and more, he really wanted to slap himself twice.

What is the purpose of her tryst? What is she if she has other men? What he wants is for her to jump around in front of him, to quarrel with him when he has nothing to do, and to make him half angry.

Instead of this, watching her hurt, he couldn't do anything.

The previous anger surrendered in Lin Sese's bright red blood, and at this time he finally understood that the well-being of this woman was more important than anything else.

All the doctors were called by Li Weiting to the infirmary to clean up the wounds of Lin Sese, who kept his eyes closed, not crying out for pain and no other expression.

Li Weiting held her hand, but it felt like holding a puppet. Her hand was in the palm of his, and there was not the slightest reaction.

He was holding a dead man in his hands.

"Nervous." He called her softly.

But Lin Sese closed his eyes tightly and did not answer him.

Li Weiting's face was very uncomfortable.

I don't know why, there is an inexplicable feeling that deeply grabs his heart, is it uneasy? Does he Li Weiting also have times when he is uneasy?

He would rather sit up at this time and talk back to him than not have any expression like this, so that he could not guess what she was going to do.

The doctor cleaned Lin Sese's wounds, observed them and said to Li Weiting: "Sanshao, Miss Lin's forehead may need three stitches." ”

Stitches!

Li Weiting took a breath of cold air, and he obviously felt Lin Sese's hand move slightly. Presumably, the words three needles also scared her.

That's the forehead, she's such a beauty-loving girl.

But all of this was caused by him.

Li Weiting's face turned pale, and a cold gaze shot at the doctor's body, causing the doctor to shrink back for no reason.

"If there's any scar afterwards, your career is over."

The doctor's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Sanshao, there will definitely be no scars." ”

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