"No... don't change the dressing!" Mu Nanzhi was horrified. He took Lu Zhishan's hand in panic and begged, "Cousin, can you not change the dressing today? It really hurts! I don't want to change the dressing! Not at all!"
"It seems that Princess Xiangxiang really likes my cousin to serve me on the bed," Lu Zhishan hurriedly put down the scissors, fearing to hurt the child, and said to the child with a smile, "That's okay, my cousin also likes to serve my daughter. ”
Mu Nanzhi's face turned red again, and he spat at Lu Zhishan: "Bah! You are so careless, who likes... likes you to serve that person?"
"Since you don't like my cousin's service, why don't you want to get better soon?" Lu Zhishan still smiled kindly, "If my daughter's wound is not good, she will not be able to get out of bed, so my cousin will naturally I have to wait for you for a whole day, don’t you think so?”
"... Stop talking. I'm not doing it for that. I'm just afraid of pain. Don't think wrongly." Mu Nanzhi's face slumped, he took a few deep breaths, then he cut his wrist and said, "Change my dressing." Well, I definitely won’t cry out about pain this time.”
"Okay, I know that Nannan is a sensible person." Lu Zhishan was so busy that he went over and kissed the child's cheek. He gently lifted the child's upper body and let her lie on his lap. The child was so busy that he With his head buried in the man's arms and his hands tightly wrapped around the man's waist, Lu Zhishan patted the child's shoulder gently, "Don't be afraid."
Mu Nanzhi said nothing, but nodded gently in the man's arms.
Lu Zhishan has been on the front line for a long time, and injuries are commonplace. He is also very good at bandaging wounds. Maybe his skills are better than those two little medical girls. He cut off the gauze tied on the child's back. The child's wound was actually not big. , only the size of a copper coin, but the wound is deep and heals very slowly. It has been several days, and the wound has no intention of healing. Every time the flesh and blood stick to the gauze, and every time the dressing is changed, the flesh and blood must be torn off. This is also No wonder the child refuses to have his dressing changed every time.
Lu Zhishan gently pulled off the surrounding gauze, and frowned when he looked at the gauze that was stuck to the flesh. For a moment, he didn't know how to start. The child lay in his arms, nervously He closed his eyes, but before the pain hit, he became even more nervous: "Cousin... Cousin, why don't you do something?"
Lu Zhishan said nothing, took the disinfectant realgar wine from the tray, poured it on the cotton wool, and gently rubbed the bloody wound. The child's body suddenly stiffened, and she hugged the man's waist tightly. , the pain was so painful that he could not speak at all, and his mouth kept making a "hissing" sound. In the "hissing" sound, Lu Zhishan took off the gauze sticking to the flesh and blood, cleaned the wound with realgar wine, and re- Applying medicine to the wound and then bandaging it took at most as long as a stick of incense, but Lu Zhishan was already sweating profusely, and the child started to cry in pain again in his arms.
"It's changed, baby, don't cry anymore," Lu Zhishan stroked the child's silky hair, and kept kissing the child's forehead. He felt so distressed, "Nanny, stop crying."
Mu Nanzhi ignored him and cried endlessly. She couldn't move every day. She needed help to eat and drink, and she needed help even for convenience. She had been humiliated so much that she didn't expect to have to suffer it every day. She couldn't be more aggrieved for such a big crime.