As soon as he entered the room, Xu Youning took off Mu Sijue's coat. As expected, the clothes on his chest were stained red with blood, which was shocking.
"Lie down!"
She helped Musijue lie down on the bed and cut open his clothes. As expected, the wound had split open, and the opened flesh looked like a monster's mouth. Blood kept pouring out, and it would never stop. Posture.
Xu Youning was suddenly very scared - afraid that Mu Sijue would die.
Aguang put a medical kit next to the bed and said, "Sister Youning, all the things you need to treat wounds are here."
Xu Youning has been trained to treat simple wounds, but Mu Sijue's wound is not only not simple, but also has a secondary dehiscence. If not treated properly, it can lead to infection, ranging from fever to death. She is not sure.
She shook her head: "Aguang, call the doctor over."
Mu Sijue grabbed Xu Youning's hand, and although his voice was weak, he still brooked no resistance: "Come here."
Xu Youning shook his head subconsciously: "Mu Sijue, I can't do it..."
She didn't have any experience, and the treatment would cause Musijue a lot of pain, so she was timid. This was probably the same reason that doctors resisted operating on their own relatives.
Mu Sijue squeezed Xu Youning's hand a little tighter: "Zhao Yinghong won't give up so easily. There must be his people watching outside. Calling the doctor over is equivalent to telling him that I am injured. Everything you have done before will be Down the drain.”
His unfathomable eyes slowly moved to Xu Youning's face: "I believe you."
Believe, these two simple words seemed to have some magic power, making Xu Youning suddenly feel confident.
Xu Youning gritted his teeth, put on medical gloves, and strictly followed the steps to clean the wound, disinfect it, and suture it...
Once you start, the process is actually not as difficult as you might imagine.
In order to stay awake, Musijue asked for a lighter dose of anesthesia, so he was awake during the entire process.
He felt the pain from the wound soberly, and looked at Xu Youning's cautious look soberly.
She seemed to be facing an unprecedented challenge. She bit her lip and concentrated on it. Every movement was decisive yet gentle. Before long, sweat began to form on her forehead.
"Ah Guang, wipe the sweat for me." Xu Youning's hands did not stop, and his voice was surprisingly calm.
While Aguang admired Xu Youning, he brought a towel to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Forty minutes later, Xu Youning sewed the last stitch and cut the thread. She suddenly felt a sense of collapse and sat slumped on the bedside for a long time, speechless. It seemed that she was the one who was seriously injured.
In contrast, the real injured Musijue was much more sober and told Aguang: "Take the things away first."
Aguang packed up the medical kit and glanced at Xu Youning who was weak and worried: "Sister Youning, you..."
Musijue interrupted coldly: "She's fine."
Aguang said "Oh" and left with the medical kit.
I don't know how much time passed, but Xu Youning finally came back to his senses and looked at Mu Sijue weakly: "When are we leaving?"
Musijue looked at the time: "It's only less than 60 minutes. Do you think I'm so fast?"
Xu Youning was startled, a look of uneasiness flashed across his face, and he complained: "Of course you are not as fast as 60 minutes, you are much faster than 60 minutes!"
She still wanted to live, so after saying that, she quickly slipped into the bathroom, took off her medical gloves and rushed into the sewer.
No evidence of Mus Jue's injury can be kept.
Finally, when he came out of the bathroom, Mu Sijue had already closed his eyes. Xu Youning thought he had fallen asleep, so he quietly walked to the sofa and sat down. Suddenly he heard Mu Sijue say: "Call your grandma and tell her. You can’t go home for a few days.”
Xu Youning opened the magazine and paused, "Why?"
"You are going to stay at my house these days." Musijue said.
Xu Youning was confused: "Why?"
Mu Sijue looked at Xu Youning calmly and said matter-of-factly: "I need someone to take care of me."
"But I'm the worst at taking care of people." Xu Youning leaned back on the sofa, spread out a magazine and looked at it leisurely, "You'd better hire a professional caregiver."
Speaking of which, going to the Mu family's old house to take care of Mu Sijue not only allows her to be with Mu Sijue, but also allows her to be alone with him. Isn't this what she dreams of
But reason told Xu Youning that Mu Sijue's wound was no joke. She couldn't take good care of Mu Sijue, and she couldn't ignore his injury just for selfish reasons.
"The nurse will be found out by Zhao Yinghong at any time, and the matter will still be hidden." Mu Sijue said, "Now you are the only one who comes in and out of my house without arousing any suspicion."
"Huh?" Xu Youning had a headache, "So, I can't refuse you?"
Musijue raised the corners of his lips: "No."
"..." Thanks to your grandma!
Xu Youning flipped through the magazine angrily, and silently started complaining about Mu Sijue in his heart.
It didn't take long for Xu Youning to finish flipping through the magazine. She threw it aside and looked at the bed. Mu Sijue had his eyes closed and his chest was rising and falling regularly. He was obviously asleep.
She walked to the bed and covered Mu Sijue with the quilt. Then she noticed that his face and lips had become very pale, and his regular breathing showed a bit of weakness. His whole person had lost the sharpness and decisiveness of the past. .
She prefers this kind of Mu Sijue. Although he is a little sick, he lies so quietly in front of her, no longer distant, no longer alienated, and within reach.
After looking at Mu Sijue almost lustfully for three hours, Xu Youning woke him up.
One of the most annoying things for Mu Sijue was to be woken up. Looking at Xu Youning, his eyes were naturally full of displeasure. Xu Youning shrugged innocently: "It has been three hours. If we don't go down, Zhao Yinghong will really become suspicious. "
Aguang brought new clothes for Mu Sijue, and Mu Sijue threw them directly to Xu Youning: "Put them on for me."
The clothes covered Xu Youning's head impartially. Xu Youning felt like he was being enslaved, and he pulled it away irritably: "Isn't it amazing to be injured?!"
Mu Sijue glanced at Xu Youning as a matter of course, and the subtext was: being injured is great.
Xu Youning could only admit that he was unlucky and helped Mu Sijue unbutton his clothes first.
She wore a pair of flat shoes, so when she stood in front of Musijue, she was more than half a head shorter than him. Musijue only had to lower his eyes slightly to see her smooth and plump forehead and her crimson breasts. Ripe cherry | peach-like lips.
Her fingers were white and slender, and her fingertips were shiny. From time to time, they touched his skin. It was so soft, but it gave him a feeling like an electric shock.
Musijue's breathing gradually lost its frequency, and a familiar feeling grew in his body. He frowned: "Hurry up."
Xu Youning was just afraid of touching Mu Sijue's wound, but when he gave such an angry order, she didn't care about anything else. She directly tore off Mu Sijue's clothes and helped him put on new clothes.
Then, the two of them left |the room together.
After entering the elevator, Mu Sijue hugged Xu Youning's waist intimately. Xu Youning was not used to it and subconsciously wanted to pull away. Mu Sijue tightened his hand slightly and whispered in her ear: "If you don't want to stitch my wound again, just Don't move."
Only then did Xu Youning realize that he was putting on a show for Zhao Yinghong, so he had to cooperate obediently. After getting out of the elevator, he immediately put on a charming smile and leaned half of his body in Mu Sijue's arms. The two of them seemed to be inseparable, so close that they could not wait to be intimate. Regardless of you and me.
She covered her mouth and chuckled: "If I act like this, many people will misunderstand me. Brother Qi, how are you going to compensate me?"
Mu Sijue kissed Xu Youning's forehead and replied meaningfully: "You will know the answer when I heal."
Damn, are you thinking about that kind of thing right after you stitched up the wound? !
Xu Youning wanted to kick Mu Sijue away in his heart, but on the outside he had to smile coquettishly, pretending to be shy and lightly hit his chest: "Son of a bitch!"
She is very sensitive to other people's eyes and binoculars. As soon as she left the hotel, she noticed someone staring at her and whispered to Musijue: "Eleven o'clock direction."
"I know, Zhao Yinghong's people." After saying that, Mu Sijue opened the car door, touched Xu Youning's dark head, and said softly, "Get in the car."
The sudden tenderness gently touched Xu Youning's heart, and her heartbeat missed half a beat at that moment. She was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing and got into the passenger seat.
She had heard someone say that a man's gentleness is more lethal than a woman's gentleness.
Mu Sijue started the car, and the black Land Rover drove slowly on the road. After getting out of Zhao Yinghong's sight, Xu Youning said, "I'll drive."
Mu Sijue's wound had just been treated and he was indeed unfit to drive. He didn't try to be aggressive. He pulled over and switched places with Xu Youning.
Xu Youning drove directly back to the Mu family's old house.
Aunt Zhou heard the noise and ran out of the house: "Xiaoqi, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Mu Sijue reassured Aunt Zhou and nodded his chin towards Xu Youning, "She will stay here for the next few days. Prepare a room for her."
Aunt Zhou looked at Xu Youning, her eyes revealed little by little ambiguity. Xu Youning said hurriedly: "Aunt Zhou, I just stay here to help you take care of Brother Seventh, we have nothing else to do!"
The last sentence is simply a cover-up that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.
Aunt Zhou showed an understanding smile: "Okay, I'll help you prepare a room right now." After a pause, she continued, "Just the room next to Xiao Qi, it's convenient!"
Xu Youning looked at Aunt Zhou's back and asked doubtfully: "Has Aunt Zhou misunderstood us?"
Musijue tapped his fingers on the handrail of the stairs: "Do you still need to misunderstand me?" After saying that, he went straight upstairs.
Yes, there is no need for Aunt Zhou to misunderstand, the relationship between them is not a simple one in the first place.
Xu Youning was stunned for a moment before he understood what Mu Sijue meant, and rolled his eyes at his back.
In the end, she suddenly realized that she and Musijue seemed to have really gone back to the past. She didn't mention a word, and Musijue didn't mention anything. It was as if those things in Mexico had never happened.
Great, that's what she wanted.
Having said that, is this a tacit understanding between her and Mu Sijue? (To be continued)