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"Come on, put your arm down and don't move, I'll sew it up for you again..."

As soon as the words fell, before Shen Boyan could refuse, Jing Zhe's hand was very fast and his movements were very precise. The scissors cut through one of the thread ends without cutting any of Shen Boyan's flesh accurately.

Shen Boyan frowned. In fact, his words were on his lips. He wanted to say no need, why bother sewing again, but seeing that Jing Zhe had continued to click, click, and cut off all four thread ends. .

Shen Boyan finally had some unbearable irritability in his voice, "Do you think you can sew clothes! Can you go back to work?!"

Jing Zhe laughed beside him, no matter how many he had, he just took the tweezers and tweezed out the thread ends in the flesh, and then freely took out the anesthetic from the box and sucked it into the needle tube, ready to give him an injection.

Shen Boyan glanced at Mo Changan next to him. The woman kept silent the whole time, just watching quietly, her expression was quite calm, but her complexion became more and more ugly.

"You go out first, come in after sewing." Shen Boyan said so, stretched out his uninjured left hand to grab her little hand, and felt the cool temperature of her fingers, "Go out."

Only then did Jing Zhe realize that Mo Changan was not Zhu Danyang, and he was not that easy to bear. He was not used to such needles, threads, blood, and flesh, and he was also an emotionally sensitive pregnant woman.

"Yes, Boyan's daughter-in-law, you go out first, I'm fine here. Don't worry." Jing Zhe put away his hippie smile.

Mo Changan frowned slightly, but actually she was already feeling nauseated, and she really couldn't see it. In fact, if it was someone else, she might be fine, but if it was Shen Boyan, it seemed that the feeling was particularly serious.

She nodded, "I'll wait at the door, call me when you're done."

As he said that, he walked towards the door, his footsteps were a little vain.

Seeing her go out, Shen Boyan glanced at Jing Zhe, "Are you satisfied now?"

Jing Zhe smiled embarrassedly, "Hey, I didn't mean it, I'm used to joking with you, I didn't realize that Chang An was watching from behind."

As he said that, Jing Zhe straightened his arm, and he was already holding a needle tube filled with lidocaine in his hand, ready to pick into his wound for anesthesia. Shen Boyan waved his hand, "It's just been numb, don't be numb, just sew it up, Be quick. Don't keep her waiting outside."

Jing Zhe laughed, and put down the needle in his hand. To be honest, he had never seen Boyan care so much about anyone, even though he regretted the marriage with Youci and Mo Chang'an back then, and the statement made a lot of noise. , but to be honest, Jing Zhe knew that even if Boyan was kind and kind, he never cared so much.

The love when you are young is naturally not as good as the marriage when you are mature. When you are mature, your mind is naturally more meticulous and delicate, and you are naturally more considerate to others, and maybe Bo Yan doesn't even know it.

Jing Zhe sewed very quickly, and the stitches were precise. Indeed, compared to the previous sew, it looked much better now.

Mo Changan stood at the door with his back lightly leaning against the wall. The coldness of the wall seeped into his skin through his clothes, which actually made her feel better and became more awake.

From a distance, Qi Ming could be seen on the phone, and Meng Cheng stood aside, looking a little idling, the two of them might really get things done in the future, so Mo Changan didn't call Meng Cheng over.

I don't know what's going on inside. After standing for a while, I was a little dazed, and then I heard the sound of opening the door and Shen Boyan's deep and magnetic voice, "It's healed, are you still uncomfortable? Come in and sit for a while. "

She hummed, and his hand was already held by him, and his warm palm pressed against her cold fingertips.

"Bo Yan, I won't help you re-sew your head. Anyway, it's in the hair, and it doesn't matter if there is a scar. I have seen the film of the wound. There is no craniocerebral injury or intracranial hemorrhage, but You still have to stay in the hospital for observation for a day today, and take another film tomorrow to make sure there is no delayed bleeding and then leave the hospital. I will stay in the hotel for one night to make sure I am fine, and I will leave tomorrow."

Jing Zhe spoke calmly, without a playful smile on his face. Shen Boyan also knew that it was hard work for him to come all the way, and he had nothing good to say, so he finally said, "Thank you."

In the next second, the calmness on Jing Zhe's face quickly turned into a hippie smile, and he said leisurely and joyfully, "You're welcome, I'm also looking for opportunities, I won't talk to you, I have to go with my family Danyang Going to open a room at the hotel, I will stay in Jiangcheng tonight, alas, there are many stories in this small town..."

At the end he hummed.

Mo Chang'an really didn't want to pour cold water on him. After all, the National People's Congress followed all the way to worry about Bo Yan's injury. It's not easy, so Mo Chang'an hesitated for a moment before saying, "Jing Zhe, thank you very much today. Come together."

When she started such a conversation, Jing Zhe was still cheerful, waved his hands and said generously, "It's okay, it's okay, Boyan is also my brother, it should be, it's his job!"

He said it so righteously, and then Mo Changan followed up with the next sentence, "However, I just received a call from Danyang outside, saying that she has caught up with the bus back, and she should have already boarded the expressway by now." It's been a while..."

With a click, the cotton swab in Jing Zhe's hand was directly cut off by him, and the happy expressions on his face were quickly frozen here, "As for it! Why don't you just let her wait outside? You can wait , why can't she do it! As for running away?"

Then Shen Boyan's wife and husband followed behind and poured cold water vigorously, "That's different, what is the relationship between Chang'an and me, and what is the relationship between you and Danyang? You still count down three, two one, and you can't bear it if you have a little temper." You, you have a hippie smile and say that the wind is the rain's virtue, don't change it, Xuan."

Mo Chang'an smiled slightly when he heard this, the phrase 'what's the relationship between Chang'an and me' in his words was very pleasant.

Jing Zhe's expression was tangled for a while, and he felt that Shen Boyan's back would not hurt after standing and talking like this, so he clattered his things into the outpatient box angrily, and said angrily, "You should be made to wear a centipede. Scar, good intentions didn’t pay off, and he even called me sarcastic, I won’t wait, I’ll go back straight away, I’ll shoot the film tomorrow and send it to me, it shouldn’t be a big problem, if there is a problem, you can fix it here Unreliable, come back directly."

After Jing Zhe said goodbye to the two of them, the ward became quiet all of a sudden.

Mo Changan sat on the edge of the bed, and did not take the initiative to speak. Shen Boyan sat on the hospital bed, put his arm around her shoulder, and told her to turn around, "Why don't you talk? Didn't you just say that you were going to call grandpa to tell me?" What? I said I’m fine, so I’m sure I’m fine. You still came all the way here, and you thought that if you called grandpa, grandpa would blame me? He loves you much more than me now. "

Mo Chang'an raised his eyebrows, and he felt sorry for him before, but his fighting spirit was instantly aroused by his words, and he immediately said, "Who made you not have my function? handed down truth."