Poem VIII of the Day

Natsuki's gaze stayed on Zhang Ning's body for a few seconds, then he shifted his position and asked his assistant to pack up his things and put them back in the medicine box.

Zhang Ning was cleaning the blood stains on the ground, and the fishy smell was tinged with the bitter smell of medicine, irritating her nose. She wiped it off little by little with a towel, and the dark red towel was soaked in the water, and the water turned dark red.

Hua Changfu stood outside the room, and no one was allowed to enter Hua Jian's room. was originally scheduled to go to the hospital, but who knew that she bought medicine and took it, her face was pale in pain, and she was convulsive and crying and begging not to take her.

Self-esteem is a tormenting thing.

"Doctor Xia, can you please keep it a secret for me? Don't speak out. The eyes of the fawn when they were injured pleaded with them, and they said weakly.

The female assistant next to her looked at Natsuki, looked at her sympathetically, and said, "Don't worry, I won't say it." ”

Seeing that Xia Shu didn't speak, Chu Chu's pitiful teary eyes moved again, looking at him with pleading eyes full of pleading.

"I wouldn't say, just get some rest. Eat more things that help replenish qi and blood. When your body recovers, it's better to go to the hospital...... The hospital can clean up the remnants inside. Natsuki said as she saw her dim eyes, paused, and couldn't help but speak.

After Zhang Ning finished cleaning, he walked out of the bathroom, and did not approach Hua Jian's bedside, the smell on her body was too strong, and she opened the door of the room and walked out.

Zhang Ning, who came out with a smell, saw Hua Changfu, who was smiling at her awkwardly outside, nodded, and walked to her room.

I originally wanted to ask Zhang Ning about the situation inside, but when I saw that her face was a little bad, I didn't dare to ask. He walked to the living room, sat down on the couch, and waited for them to come out.

Zhang Ning, who arrived at the bathroom, vomited so much that her retching eyes overflowed with tears, she washed her face and turned off the faucet.

It smelled so bad, it was too uncomfortable, that dark red lump, she knew it had no sound, no senses, but when she thought about it, it was so uncomfortable that her stomach twisted.

She thought that An Zhiying always smiled at her gently, even though her attitude towards her was not very good, she still smiled at her, looking at her always so gentle.

I don't know if there is a chance, call her mother, there is no merit and hard work to conceive a baby in October. Thinking of her mother, she lay on the sink and whispered silently, "Mom, sister and brother, I miss you so much." ”

Two months have passed, and Meng Lingyu has a few strands of white hair in her blonde hair, and Zhang Wanwan, who is helping her wash her hair, purses her lips and sobs and apologizes in a foreign language.

Meng Lingyu, who was in a trance, hugged Zhang Wanwan and comforted her in a foreign language, "Mom didn't blame you, you don't need to be sorry." It's me who doesn't have the ability, protect you, I'm sorry, please don't cry. She looked out the window at the bloody scene, and her heart was cold again.

At that time, she was wearing a thin coat, and her clothes were very thin, how could she survive this biting winter.

Hua Jian, who looked haggard and wore a cape, hugged her shoulders with her hands, and came to the gym and walked to Zhang Ning, who was running on the treadmill.

Zhang Ning stopped, put the coat next to her on her body, and looked down to see that she was not wearing socks. I walked out of the gym and came back a little later with an extra pair of socks in my hand.

Zhang Ning squatted down and took off her shoes to put on her socks. Hua Jian lowered her head and looked at her in surprise, and suddenly smiled.

The smile on her pale lips was like an epiphany in full bloom.