Tang Xinyue nodded, "Hmm." ”

The attitude is very simple, so simple that Fu Su is unpredictable.

So much so that he inadvertently moved his injured arm, "hissed", and when he looked at the other side, he slowly began to drink porridge, feeling the same taste as chewing wax.

After only two bites, he raised his eyebrows and tossed the spoon into the bowl.

"Let's go to the bedroom and rest first. Tang Xinyue got up, was very active, and helped Fu Su into the bedroom.

Lifted the quilt and put him in.

opened the wardrobe, picked and chosen, and then found a set of wide dark blue pajamas, hugged the pajamas and looked back at him, "I'll help you change your tops, and change your pajama pants yourself." ”

The arrangement is clear.

Fu Su's voice was dry and hoarse, and his gaze swept over her, "Hmm." ”

There are still blood stains on the shirt, which can't be washed off, Tang Xinyue directly cut the shirt with scissors, the man's skin temperature is a little hot, and it is inevitable that he will encounter it when he cuts the clothes.

No one spoke, a little tired in the sound of breathing, and some indescribable heartbeats.

The light of the bedside lamp was a little dim, Tang Xinyue felt a hint of aggression, and when the man's hand reached over, he took half a step back very keenly and threw the shirt in front of him, "Okay." ”

Fu Su glanced at the cutting marks of the shirt and teased, "Tsk, the technique is good." ”

Tang Xinyue was stunned for a moment, glanced at the shirt that had been reduced, and sincerely apologized, "The technique of dissection, sorry, it's easy." ”

Fu Su: "......"

There are so many.

As soon as she thought about it, she brought a medical kit, took his temperature, prepared warm water, the gauze was already adhered to the dried blood, she first dipped the gauze with warm water little by little, and carefully ripped it off.

Then I wiped it with iodine and disinfected it, sprayed a spray that I don't know what it was, and wrapped it in brand new medical gauze.

Tang Xinyue went to the bathroom, took a brand new towel from the towel rack, got wet before coming out again, carefully wiped the cold sweat on his head, thought about it, and simply wiped his face, neck, and palms one by one.

The man has lost a lot of weight in the past two days, his facial features have become more and more distinct, and his inky eyes looked at her for a moment, and suddenly bent the corners of his lips, buckled the back of her head, and touched her lips lightly.

Tang Xinyue's towel covered his face directly, and he turned around and walked out the door, "I'm resting in the living room, and something calls me." ”

After saying that, from his point of view, he was already lying on the sofa.

"A good opportunity for me to do whatever I want, just gave it up?"

"Do you mean taking you to the lab for dissection?"

Fu Su chuckled, shy?

I thought he would toss and turn because of the pain, but he didn't expect that with the pain in his arm, he actually fell asleep, and when he woke up again, someone was talking in the living room, Fu Su sat up, picked up the water glass on the table, and took a sip to the bottom.

When he went out, he found two large men standing in the living room, his assistant, and a doctor he knew.

The two were discussing Fu Su's injury, the injury on his arm was not a big deal, and it was better to keep it at home in the hospital, and it would be healed in two months at most.

"What about her?"

The assistant instantly knew who Fu Shao was asking.

"Miss Tang went out with Miss Zhaozhao, I don't know where she went. The assistant replied cautiously.

He knew that Miss Tang Xinyue was very important to Fu Shao, and he was very cautious about treating Miss Tang.

There is no way for Miss Tang to stop him from leaving, and it is not for him to ask where she is going.