President, don't be arrogant!

Her movements are familiar and light, even so, the pain of suturing without anesthetic is still hundreds of times more painful than when the fragments are stuck in!

Xiao Han's hands tightly grasped the pillow under his body until his joints were bluish white, his face was almost covered with sweat, and he pressed his lips tightly, but he did not make a sound.

Wei Zixi cut the thread, wiped off the blood on his hands with a towel, and gave him a piece of paper to wipe the sweat off his face, "You can bear it."

I thought he couldn't hold back and screamed!

Xiao Han didn't take the tissue she handed over, his eyes fell on her delicate face, his breathing became short of breath, and his chest rose and fell.

Wei Zixi glanced at his hands and realized that he must be out of strength.

Reach out and take the initiative to wipe the sweat off his face, carefully, and be extra careful when wiping around the wound.

Xiao Han kept looking at her, especially when she bent over to get closer, he could even ask about the breath on her body, a faint fragrance, but I don't know what it is, or what perfume she used, it is so refreshing, it seems to be able to Soothes the pain of the wound.

She threw the tissues in the trash, applied medicine to the wound, and secured it with gauze.

Wei Zixi didn't say anything about how to recuperate without the wound getting wet, and packed the medicine box on his own.

Xiao Han is also a doctor himself, and knows how to deal with the wound, so why should she waste her tongue.

Wei Zixi put the medicine box back to its original place, washed his hands again, and went back upstairs, where Xiao Han was already lying down.

"Then you rest, I'm going back."

Hearing her words, the originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the voice was slightly cold: "Where are you going?"

"Wutongju." Wei Zixi shrugged innocently, "I've seen it, there is no guest room here, where should I sleep here at night?"

Xiao Han didn't speak, his eyes fell on the sofa facing the end of the bed, which was smaller than the sofa in Wutongju.

Seeing the sofa, Wei Zixi immediately frowned, "I don't sleep on the sofa."

"Leaving the patient alone, is this your medical ethics?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the weak voice.

"When did you become my patient? You are also a doctor yourself!" Wei Zixi retorted unconvinced, "I don't go back to Wutongju because I'm afraid Grandpa will worry, so why don't you go to the doctor..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, the voice stopped abruptly, the bright eyes flickered, and the tone was uncertain: "You don't go to the hospital because you are afraid that someone will hold that boy accountable!"

Xiao Han's face changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became cold, "Get out if you want to, I don't need you to worry about it!"

Wei Zixi: "..."

This guy turned his face faster than turning a book, didn't he accidentally expose him!

That guy Lu Xiangbei was really right. He looked like Gao Leng and ignored everyone, but he was full of justice and compassion in his heart.

Wei Zixi stood for a while, then asked again, "Do you still have the quilt?"

Xiao Han has closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard.

have to!Looks really angry!

Wei Zixi didn't expect him to talk to her, so she should look for it herself!

Walking to the closet and opening the closet door, apart from a few sets of men's clothes, there were no other quilts at all.

Forget it, it's summer now, and the indoor temperature is adjusted to a constant temperature, so it should be fine for one night.

After a day's work and the thrilling incident just now, Wei Zixi was also exhausted. She went to the sofa and lay down, curled up into a ball, and fell into a dream unconsciously.

There was only one sleep lamp left in the room, and the dim light was only enough to see the furnishings in the room clearly.

The person sleeping on the bed closed his eyes and slowly opened them, the dark eyes were full of clarity.