Bai Sang's fingers began to bleed.
"Ah, Jiaojiao!" Shumu saw her hand and helped her up anxiously.
Grab someone and walk out.
Come to the medical center.
After a while, Bai Sang's fingers were wrapped in layers of cloth.
There was still a trace of blood flowing out of it.
"Is it because Zhengqing went to private school that you were worried?" Shumu nodded her head with her finger, "It's such a deep cut, Zhengqing will definitely be heartbroken when he comes back."
Bai Sang's cheeks were slightly red, "Mom, my husband should go to a private school, right?"
"Of course, why don't you take me to have a look? It's getting late and they are coming back."
"OK!"
Bai Sang followed Shumu to the door of the private school.
This private school is located across the river, and there are some stalls at the door.
There are all kinds of things.
Bai Sang was a little dazzled.
Passing by a stall, she grabbed the bookkeeper and whispered, "Mom, their workmanship is not as good as ours."
The secretary smiled: "Of course."
Before the two of them had waited long, the door of the private school opened.
Shu Zhengqing appeared in front of him.
He was walking with an old lady with a beard on his chin and a somewhat serious face.
The book's father followed behind, with a happy face.
Bai Sang felt relieved when he saw it.
This is definitely over.
She laughed.
After Shu Zhengqing talked for a while, he saw Bai Sang and his mother standing at the door.
After the old lady finished speaking, she immediately trotted over to Bai Sang.
He reached out and held Bai Sang's hand out of habit: "Madam."
Bai Sang's face turned pale, "It hurts."
"Madam, what's wrong?" Shu Zhengqing immediately let go of his hand.
Suddenly I saw a cloth wrapped around my left hand.
Now because he squeezed it hard, the cloth was stained with red blood and looked very scary.
Shu Zhengqing's face turned pale, and he gently held Bai Sang's left hand in front of his eyes, "Madam, why are you injured!"
Bai Sangqiang smiled and shook his head, trying to withdraw his hand.
But this hand hurts too much.
"Look at your fussiness, hurry up and get to the medical center!" The secretary carried Bai Sang on her back, went to the medical center again, and reapplied the medicine.
Bai Sang's eyes were red with pain. Just now Shu Zhengqing grabbed her left hand hard and stuck the cloth into the flesh.
When I pulled out the new dressing, I almost shed tears of pain.
Next to him, Shu Zhengqing's eyes were also red. Seeing his wife's face in pain, he clenched his fists.
They all want to slap themselves.
"Some of the flesh has been trimmed off. When new flesh grows out, it won't be a problem." The doctor took a pen and wrote: "He lost too much blood. I will prescribe some medicine."
Shu Zhengqing supported Bai Sang and said cautiously, "Madam, it's all my fault. Just hit me."
After saying that, he put his face in front of Bai Sang and really asked her to hit him.
Bai Sang calmed down and chuckled: "I was also injured because I missed my husband and got distracted. Do I have to blame my husband for this?"
Shu Zhengqing pursed his lips. He held Bai Sang's uninjured right hand tightly, grasped it in his palm and rubbed it, "Madam, I miss you too. When I was studying, I always turned my head and looked to the side, thinking that you too Yes. But the person sitting next to me was an unknown person. He noticed that I kept looking at him and thought I had something to do with him."
"Pfft." Bai Sang laughed.
I also felt comforted.
My husband has not forgotten himself.
"Really, he even talked to me during class and asked me if I had any objections to him." After Shu Zhengqing finished speaking, he leaned close to Bai Sang's ear and continued in a low voice: "Because he is a little fat. I heard others shouting He's fat."
Bai Sang was even happier now.
I almost laughed while holding my stomach.
(End of chapter)