Lin Xiaomi looked into the little guy's bright eyes, and kept waving with a pair of chubby hands when he was excited.
How did she feel that when he heard his father being beaten, why did he gloat so much
However, looking at the current Leng Yihuang, he can't see the slightest trace of naughtiness when he was a child.
"Okay, are you tired too? Close your eyes and go to sleep."
"I fell asleep, will you just leave?" The little guy was actually a little sleepy.
"Won't."
"you promise?"
"Okay, I promise."
Hearing this, Leng Junlin finally believed it a bit, but still held her little hand tightly in his palm, thought for a while, stuffed it under the quilt, and hugged her in his arms.
"Actually, I'm not sleepy at all."
"Okay, if you're not sleepy, close your eyes and squint for a while."
As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Junlin's little snoring started.
Lin Xiaomi: "..."
Didn't you say you were not sleepy
Lin Xiaomi adjusted her posture and sat beside him, carefully looking at his eyebrows.
The little guy cried a lot just now, with tears sticking to his face, he looked a bit like a little cat.
Lin Xiaomi waited for him to fall asleep before pulling her hand back, got up, went to the bathroom, washed a towel, and wiped his face.
The little guy fell asleep and babbled, and yelled almost inaudibly: "Zhuzhu..."
The door of the ward behind him was pushed open, and it was the nurse who came in to change the bottle for Leng Junlin.
"Your son is so cute. When he first came, the doctor treated his wound and he didn't cry. We surrounded him to coax him and give him candy, but he didn't even want it. He frowned tightly, like a little old man. Same, I didn't expect it, when I saw you, I burst into tears, it's mother and son, it's really enviable."
Lin Xiaomi listened to the nurse's words in a daze, watched her change the bottle, and touched Leng Junlin's little face, it seemed that she really liked children.
"Do you think we look alike?"
"Like, especially the eyebrows and eyes, they are almost carved out of the same mold."
Lin Xiaomi fell silent, looking at Leng Junlin for a moment, the little nurse was about to leave, and suddenly said: "By the way, that one outside is your husband, right? Your family of three looks so beautiful Yes, he has injuries on his arms and back. We need to treat him, but he doesn’t need it. You persuade him that the child is fine, but the scratches on his body are too large. If it is not treated properly, it will be easy in hot weather infected."
"He hasn't treated the wound yet?"
"Yeah, we have to deal with him, but we dare not deal with him when he stares at him."
"I see."
Lin Xiaomi tucked Leng Junlin in the quilt before walking out.
There were two guards standing at the door, and Leng Yihuang didn't know where he was. She looked around and saw him standing by the window at the end of the corridor, holding a extinguished cigarette in his hand.
He turned his back to her, and only then did she see clearly the injuries on his body.
The shirt on the back was torn, it looked dusty, there were patches of blood, and a large piece of flesh was scratched on the elbow, and the blood was clotted on it. Standing with the broken shirt, it was a bit shocking to look at!
I don't know how to deal with such a big scratch, and I'm still smoking here!
Lin Xiaomi didn't know why he was a little angry, so he walked over without thinking, reached out and snatched the cigarette from his hand, and crushed it in a trash can.
"You don't know how to take care of the wound on your body. There is still some soil on it. If it is not treated in time, it will be easily infected."
Leng Yihuang didn't expect her to appear suddenly, he was stunned for a moment when he heard her reprimanding him, and turned to look at her.
His eyes were so bright and dazzling that it was amazing, Lin Xiaomi was embarrassed by him: "What are you looking at, did I say something wrong?"
Leng Yihuang turned to face her: "I don't treat the wound, why are you so anxious? Are you worried about me?"
"Why should I worry?"
"Then what were you doing just now?"
"I... I... I just got hurt because you were trying to save me. It's emotional and reasonable. I should ask, shouldn't I?"
Leng Yihuang took a deep look at her, and sneered: "It's good to be emotional and reasonable, then I thank you for your kindness, there is no need."
Leng Yihuang turned around while speaking, took out a cigarette and lit another, as if angry with her, he smoked urgently and fiercely.
She hates men who like to smoke the most, because she really hates the smell of cigarettes, but Leng Yihuang's smoking is really pretty, especially when he squints his eyes and casually spits out the smoke...
It's just that the temper is bad enough.
Take her kindness as the liver and lungs of a donkey.
"I'm too lazy to care about you!" Lin Xiaomi turned around and was about to leave, but her wrist tightened, and Leng Yihuang pulled her back: "Where are you going? Didn't you say you want to treat my wound?"
Lin Xiaomi: "..."
"Didn't you say you don't need me to meddle in your own business?"
"I said I don't need it, so I don't need it? That's how you repay your savior? I've changed my mind now, and I want you to deal with it." As he spoke, he dragged her hand and walked into the ward.
Lin Xiaomi was convinced, she had never seen such a fickle man.
Besides, when did she say that she would treat his wound herself
Lin Xiaomi was directly pushed into the ward by him. The guard asked the nurse for disinfectant, and Leng Yihuang reached out and took off his shirt.
Exposing large and strong chest muscles.
Lin Xiaomi was startled, and quickly looked away. She seemed to have seen his mermaid line just now.
"You, why are you undressing?"
"Can you treat wounds with clothes on? Don't come here yet!"
Lin Xiaomi wanted to rush out the door, but hesitated for a moment, and walked over. The scratches on his body were really serious. When he took off his shirt just now, he acted very rudely. The blood that had just clotted was stuck to the shirt , was torn off by him just now, and the wound immediately opened again.
Looking at it, Lin Xiaomi's scalp felt numb.
"What's the matter, it's starting to bleed again, can you be careful, your body is your own, don't you feel the pain?"
"Well, because there is still more pain and bleeding."
Lin Xiaomi didn't react for a while, thinking that he was injured elsewhere: "Where is the bleeding? Why didn't you say it earlier."
Leng Yihuang poked his own chest: "Here."
Lin Xiaomi: "..."
"Let me tell you, I really don't know how to deal with wounds. If you let me deal with them, it may hurt."
Leng Yihuang turned his head and fell silent.
Lin Xiaomi had no choice but to clean up the dirt and pebbles from the wound for him first.
This was a meticulous job, and Lin Xiaomi was afraid of hurting him. Looking at the blood stained on the cotton swab, she felt even more guilty. After all, he was injured because of her.
While applying medicine to him, he gently blew on his wound, trying to relieve his pain.