Itching on the edge of not getting (7)
The room at the other end.
Shen Jing sat on the pier and ate frozen pears, and the man squatted at her feet to clean up the wound on her injured knee.
She was afraid of pain, so she could only eat frozen pears to divert her attention, and she didn't dare to say a word.
Sun Qiyan tried her best to move lightly, how could the disinfectant water not be spicy, so she could only watch her hold back her tears.
Sun Qiyan even thought about it, if Zhou Lushen was there, would she be coquettish and dependent, she had clearly seen it in the tea house, and she was acting in front of Zhou Lushen.
"Bear with it, if you don't disinfect it well, it will not be easy to eliminate the subsequent scars."
She nodded.
Sun Qiyan chatted with her slowly, "Are frozen pears delicious?" β
The night light in the house is an old warm light woven lamp, which is said to be the temple's blurred vision in order to save electricity, and she can still see the man's patient treatment of her wounds, and the action of blowing warm and spicy.
"Qi Yan."
"I'm here." Sun Qiyan raised her head slowly, she was fragile and forbearing, but she was actually very painful.
I don't know how the boy who peeked behind him just now felt at that time.
"Does it hurt, I'll take it lightly."
Shen Jing shook her head and asked him, "Are you really not busy, accompany me here to waste time." β
When Sun Qiyan smiled, the tails of his eyes were raised, and he had the eye lines of the years that mature men would show, "There are employees in the restaurant, and whether I am there or not will not affect the business." β
"How do you live like an old-fashioned man with no desires?" Shen Jing said.
In Sun Qiyan's plain and smooth life, he doesn't have any big pursuits, he is clearly successful in his career, his family is accumulated by his own efforts, he doesn't touch cigarettes and alcohol, and he has no bad habits. The elders in the family saw that he was old and began to give him a blind date, but he didn't respond once, and always said that he was not in a hurry.
In the bones, even if you go on a blind date, you just have to deal with the elders and go around at will, until grandpa said, do you remember your aunt Huang's granddaughter, the little girl who often took to pick loquat when she was a child.
Why don't you remember, when she was a child, she only had 20 yuan in her pocket to buy a tutoring book, and she also spread 10 yuan to buy him a college ceremony.
Feng Jian gave her money deduction and search, and her pocket money was 20 yuan a month, and she didn't know how she should spend that month, and whether she still had money when the bicycle was inflated and needed to repair the tire.
It was clear that the Shen family had been sending her money, but it didn't reach her, and that night he ran away from home to find the drunk Feng Jian, and the slingshot broke Feng Jian's brain.
Feng Jian was so angry that he trained Shen Jing all night and didn't allow her to play with him anymore.
He is older than her, he is about to go to junior high school, she is still in elementary school, and the intersection is gradually gone.
Breaking Feng Jian's brain is also the most rebellious in his life of following the rules.
After the wound was treated, Sun Qiyan cleaned up the mess on the ground, sat on the chair next to her, and poured tea and drank by herself.
The voice of the tea moistening the throat is just right, "The tea is very fragrant, and getting along with you can make people feel happy." β
How could he have no desire, but he just pressed it deeper.
When he said this, Shen Jing lowered her head, "Very high praise." β
It's late at night.
The yellowing of the lamp, the sound of breathing in the air, lonely men and widows, no matter how familiar they are, they are all adults, which man's mood can calm down at this time, and it is really hard to say about desire.
Otherwise, how could the prodigal Tuesday boy stay by his side and take care of him for more than a year.
Sun Qiyan didn't want to stay in her room for a long time, he was just a normal man, but he hadn't met a girl with a crush for so many years.
He suppressed his emotions, put down the teacup, and looked at her with a smile, "I'll go back first, if the wound hurts, call me." β
She, um.
Sun Qiyan closed the door and sneered when he turned around, he knew that he was seen by Zhou Lushen, and even deliberately hugged her waist.
In the early morning of the next day, Sun Qiyan found that Shen Jing did not get up on time, and there was no response when she knocked on the door, so she had to push the door without authorization.
She sat on the edge of the bed, aggrieved and didn't speak.
She fell and soaked in the river water, and the wound on her knee was inflamed, and the disinfectant water given by the abbot did not seem to work on her wound.
Such a squeamish girl, what should have been thought of, Sun Qiyan felt that she was too wrong last night, and she didn't go down the mountain in time to buy her new medicine.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
Just as he leaned over to pick her up, she suddenly tightened her body, realizing that her pajamas were too thin, and all her movements froze at that moment.
Sun Qiyan stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover her.
He even wanted to go next door to find Zhou Lushen, but why did he have to find a man who already had a fiancΓ©e.
In the end, Sun Qiyan turned around, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Help me find a doctor to come to Longhua Temple, the patient was bruised last night, only disinfected, the wound is inflamed, and it hurts badly." β
Doctors come quickly.
Reprocess her, medicate.
Sun Qiyan stood in front of the window, watching her swallow pills, and in the evening, the doctor told her to leave.
Sun Qiyan was a little relieved.
After the doctor left, Sun Qiyan walked to the hospital gate and inserted the key to lock the hospital door.
Shen Jing leaned against the window to drink warm water, watching Sun Qiyan's actions, as if she was angry.
It is rare to see Sun Qiyan get angry, he always has only one expression, gentle and polite.
"What is this?" She asked.
Sun Qiyan touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, turned around and explained with a smile, "Your foot is injured, I'm afraid that the wild cat will come in and disturb your rest." β
Shen Jing pointed to the wall, "The cat will climb over the wall and drill holes, and it will never go through the door." β
Sun Qiyan sometimes feels that he can't lie, "Is it?" β
Without thinking much about it, Shen Jing turned on the night light, lowered her head, and looked through the Buddhist scriptures to meditate.
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Because the temple opened during the day to let the doctor in, Zhuang Ming naturally understood this matter, and looked at the noble son who had just gotten up for dinner.
"Miss Shen's knee is inflamed, the blood is not stopping, the doctor has come, the person is still alive, I only know this, when I wanted to walk over to see, the door of the East Second Pavilion happened to be locked from the inside." Zhuang Ming reminded him while serving him soup.
Zhou Lushen looked at the cat on the windowsill, there were always delicacies from the mountains and seas and expensive cat food, and the cat didn't go to the next door to eat.
He suddenly chuckled, "Your girlfriend? Your name is written on the prayer lamp, or is she kneeling on the thirteen stone steps to ask you for peace, so loving and caring for her? β
"I didn't write it." Zhuang Ming said cautiously, "I didn't kneel, but she would call me when she was drunk, and my number has always been her emergency contact, and she may not have changed it until now." β
Truly.
Shen Jing's emergency contact has always been Zhuang Ming, since she followed Zhou Lushen, Zhuang Ming sent her, afraid that something would happen, and set Zhuang Ming as the emergency contact under a kind of trust, but she didn't remember to change it.
She trusts Zhuang Ming, which is equivalent to trusting Zhou Lushen.
After dinner.
Obviously, Zhou Lushen didn't have the patience to copy the scriptures tonight, and even disliked the cat for arguing with him and let Zhuang Ming throw it out.
Zhuang Ming naturally couldn't say anything.
The cat was in love.
Zhuang Ming is also a ruthless person, and although he has been fed, he has no feelings for a wild cat.
Wildcats go straight over the wall.
Zhuang Ming looked up and looked at the courtyard opposite the white wall, it was pitch black, and it was estimated that the lights had been turned off to rest.
(End of chapter)