Big boss, little sullen!

Chapter 860 The strength of the kiss is increased

Afraid of waking up the sleeping man, Tang Tang's movements were very light, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

Half-kneeling by the bed, holding scissors, carefully cut off the bandages on his hands that were no different from knots of wool.

Helian Zhanzhi didn't even do the disinfection work, just simply put a layer of paste on it and then wrapped the bandage randomly, because the time dragged on for a long time, it was soaked white by the water, and the wound had started to redden again, bleeding...

Looking at the shocking wound, Tang Tang's tears that had been suppressed with great difficulty welled up again.

Pat--

Unable to hold back for a moment, tears fell and dripped on the back of Helian Zhanzhi's hand.

The sleeping man moved, as if he was about to wake up.

Tang Tang's heart tightened, and he quickly swallowed back the lump in his throat, wiped away the moisture from his eyes indiscriminately, and looked at the man on the bed~ anxiously, fearing that he would wake up in a second.

Helian Zhanzhi didn't wake up, he just frowned, turned over and lay on his side, as if he fell asleep again.

Even so, Tang Tang didn't dare to move immediately, and squatted there, motionless, until the breathing of the person on the bed became stable again, and he didn't turn over again, then secretly heaved a sigh of relief, supported the edge of the bed and got up.

After squatting and kneeling for too long, his legs were completely paralyzed.

Tang Tang supported the bed, gritted his teeth and slowed down in a strange posture for a while before finally recovering.

Helian Zhanzhi's head injury was in the back of his head, she was still thinking about how to deal with it just now, now that he was lying on his side, it happened to be a good opportunity.

Tang Tang didn't dare to miss it, ignored his numb and trembling legs, sat down quickly, and quickly cut the bandage on his forehead.

The wound on the back of the head is no better than the wound on the arm, and it can even be said to be much more serious than the wound on the arm.

Although she had already made mental preparations that she would see a bad situation, but the moment she actually saw it, her heart still clenched violently, and her wetness surged up like a tsunami, which was uncontrollable.

She raised her head, took several deep breaths, and finally forced back the tears. With red walnut-like eyes, she re-treated the wound and applied medicine...

It was more than half an hour after all this was done.

Tang Tang tidied up and put the medicine box away.

Fearing that Helian Zhanzhi's torment would inflame the wound and cause the temperature to rise again, although she returned to the bed~, she didn't dare to close her eyes at all, and kept staring at the sleeping man, leaning in every few seconds, and touching his forehead with her eyelids , Confirm the temperature, and pray over and over again in his heart that nothing will happen to him.

Shangguan Zhixing said that wound inflammation is really troublesome.

Maybe God heard her prayers, or maybe the wound was treated in a timely manner. Although Helian Zhanzhi had a low-grade fever, the temperature was still stable and did not rise again.

This made Tang Tang feel relaxed.

At six o'clock, the sky began to turn gray and bright.

There are already sporadic firecrackers outside the window.

In the quiet morning, the crackling sound was exceptionally loud.

Afraid of disturbing Helian Zhanzhi, Tang Tang put on a coat and went to close the window.

As soon as I got to the balcony, I saw fairy sticks scattered all over the floor.

Sighing helplessly, Tang Tang turned around to get the broom and dustpan, ready to clean.

The moment I turned around, I remembered that there is a custom in S City to not move the broom on the first day of the first month, otherwise it will sweep away luck and lose money, and attract "broom stars" to bring bad luck, so I dismissed this idea and started to do simple cleaning.

Tang Tang couldn't help frowning when he found the gray-black marks left by the fireworks on the tiles.

(End of this chapter)