bear's daughter-in-law

Chapter 36

"Doctor, how is it? Is he seriously injured?" As soon as the doctor left, Yu Zisheng asked anxiously.

"It's nothing serious. I can only do a preliminary examination here. It's a contusion of the ankle bone. There is no fracture or fracture. I gave him a massage and it's a little swollen now. Because of the limited conditions, I suggest you go home and eat some ice." The medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis will be cured soon."

"Then why is he crying so much in pain? Are you sure there is no fracture?"

"Hehe, I can be sure that some people feel very strong pain and are very sensitive, while others have a stronger tolerance and don't take it seriously. If you are worried, you can go to a big hospital for another checkup."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Feeling that he came in, he closed his eyes and fell asleep without thinking about anything.

His footsteps became lighter and slower, his hands were held, and his breath was getting closer and closer. He had already sprayed on my face, and finally grabbed my lips. I think it must have been more than 10 seconds, my heart is about to jump out, I dare not move like a zombie, I don’t want him to see my bad intentions, I just hold my shortness of breath, and I can’t help it like I’m looking forward to it. I flicked my eyelashes a few times.

"It scared me to death, thank you for being okay, if something happens, I have to regret it, Yangyang, don't get hurt, I will protect you well in the future, boo~" he said leisurely, and kissed the back of my hand again , and then kissed the palm of my hand again, this time I couldn't hold it back, because the breath was itching in the palm of my hand.

I opened my eyes and met his, and after a while I instinctively withdrew my hand, needless to say, just looking at the expression on his face, I knew that my performance had been ruined, this hot face betrayed me.

"Yangyang, you woke up, how do you feel, does it still hurt?" He lowered his head again and asked me softly, how could such a close-up ambiguity be acceptable when awake, I turned my head away in embarrassment and remembered.

"Hey, don't move, tell me what you want to do." He quickly supported me.

I shyly pushed his hand away, "Let's go home."

"It's fine to go home, but the doctor said you can't touch the ground with your feet now." After speaking, he hugged me again, hugged me easily and went out.

"Why are you..." I was a little anxious, this is outdoors, and there are so many people, don't you feel ashamed to hug like this?How embarrassing.

"Go home, don't you want to walk on the ground and become disabled? That would be cheaper for me." He continued to walk forward with a smile.

Damn bastard, I still have the heart to make a joke at this time, I thumped his chest, "You can change it to your back anyway, how ugly it is to hug like this." How embarrassing, it's not because of how bad the injury is, is it? I'm used to hugging like this, you can completely control me, I can only snuggle in your arms like a wounded little rabbit, you must think so.

"What are you afraid of? I have hugged it more than once. Others are having fun playing. No one pays attention to us. If you keep struggling, you will fall. I really don't care about you." He threatened me and wanted to put it on the ground , I was so scared that I tightly hooked his neck and didn't let go, bastard, I knew that was your intention.

He looked at me and smiled all the way.

After such a toss, it was almost dark when I got home. In the car, he let me lie on his lap, and then put my feet on the car seat, which can reduce the bumps and prevent pain. Land, probably because he was afraid of bad influence when he got home, so he changed his hug to his back, and lay on his back to see the fine sweat dripping from behind his ears, knowing that climbing upstairs in such a breath was exhausting for him. The second floor and the third floor, this is the fifth floor, even if you don't take anything, you have to breathe heavily, but he went up like this without resting, because he has a good soldier's physique, and ordinary people must not be able to do it.

He busily put me on the bed, went to the kitchen to get some food, and when the meal was cooked, he went to the refrigerator to get ice cubes, wrapped it in a towel and applied ice to me, watching him recover from my injury I kept running around without stopping, and I felt a little distressed in my heart.

At that time, I blamed myself for being too conceited. I felt that I could do it when I slid over a flat area, and I relaxed my vigilance. I also wanted to show myself in front of him. I don’t need to show off. Most of the time, I fell green, and I couldn’t walk like this. I don’t know when I will be able to walk normally with this injury. When my parents are both at work, who will take care of me.

Can he continue to stay with me here? He will also go to work.

I was thinking wildly here, when he suddenly changed the direction of the ice cubes and woke me up, "Ah~" I whispered.

"What's the matter, does it hurt?" He grabbed my hand nervously.

"No...it's okay, it's just freezing..." I vaguely wanted to withdraw my hand, but I didn't.

"Yangyang, are you really so afraid of pain?" His smirk made me suspect that it was not a good thing.

"..."

"Then...what if...there will be more pain in the future...?" He tightened his palms, and I felt like my knuckles were going to be broken. This is the answer he was waiting for me.

What hurts more, what do you mean?Is that what he said?

"You bastard, Yu Zisheng, get out..." I kicked wildly, flipping the ice cubes to the ground, and making my feet hurt even more.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, I don't know how to take it easy if my foot hurts, otherwise it will get better more slowly, do you want to let me go quickly, or do you want to see me every day like this, if you want to see me every day , then you can take it easy, I am also willing to serve you." I found that since the intimate contact yesterday, he would sometimes become more presumptuous, although he restrained himself a bit, his previous temperament was about to be revealed again.

"Don't think about good things. If you spend every day with me, we will never have that day. Just give up. Now it's the limit."

"I really like you, nothing else, just seeing you hurt, I feel bad too, I just want to make you happy, I want you to forget the pain and get better soon." He explained, but I actually knew it, No matter how anxious he is, he still hopes that I will get well soon.

But the knife was still hanging on his mouth, "Get well soon and you don't have to worry about me, do you? Let me tell you, it's all your fault. If you don't go skiing, you won't get hurt if you stay at home." I said With fallacies.

He still apologized in a good-tempered manner, "Yes, yes, blame me, it's all my fault, it's my fault, don't be angry, I will stay with you until you are better."

"Whoever wants you to accompany me, I'm not disabled. Besides, my mother will come back tomorrow, and I don't need you. Get out of my sight quickly, so that I won't be annoyed."

"Then I have to bother you tonight, otherwise, who will take care of you to eat, pee, and undress."

"No, my other leg is fine and I can take care of myself."

"..."

In fact, when I think about it later, these seemingly unreasonable little tricks of mine are quite ridiculous, like a kid playing donkey, sometimes cloudy, sometimes sunny, sometimes I hope he can be by my side, and sometimes I want him to leave quickly, always with me His awkwardness may be caused by my hesitant mentality.

That's right, I don't even understand my own heart, so how can I handle the current situation well, and how can I face him calmly.

Until he went to bed at night, he didn't say a word too much, made a gesture of crossing the line, tucked the quilt up for me in a proper manner, turned off the light, and walked out gently.

Looking at his lit phone from the crack of the door, he kept fingering, as if he was chatting with someone, and occasionally showed a happy smile.

During the day, I didn't find that he had any close contact with anyone, and there were very few phone calls. So at night, who did he send WeChat messages to, and he still laughed like that.

10 minutes passed, he was still holding his mobile phone and giggling, I was a little curious, but also a little anxious, I slowly got up, trying to land a little bit, 'Ah~~' damn feet, it just hurts at this juncture, detective Failure fell by the door.