Dress Up as a Villain and Kill Your Fiancee[Transmigration Book]

The excruciating pain made Xia Rushui a little unable to hold on, her forehead slammed into an unknown device on the side.

In an instant, large swathes of blood mist filled her vision.

There are so many and miscellaneous things in the locker room that it is very troublesome to clean them up. Generally, the aunts who are in charge of cleaning will pile them up in different categories, because the players will return to the locker room after the game.

Xia Rushui hadn't fainted yet, she held her forehead and fainted for a while before slowly recovering her sanity bit by bit.

The clothes rack that touched her forehead was used to hang some performance clothes.

This time, the director team provided costumes for each group, and this clothes rack is just used to hang these performance costumes.

The clothes that the girls had changed were still hanging on it.

All the colorful clothes fell to the ground and were piled up around Xia Rushui.

The pain in her heel made her gasp for air even from the small movement of standing up.

Xia Rushui slowed down for a while, and then took a deep breath, using her uninjured foot to exert strength, step by step, moving to the bathroom with the support of the wall.

As she moved forward, blood trailed across the smooth marble floor.

There is also fresh blood dripping from the forehead, sliding down the cheeks to the neck, clothes, and the ground.

The dressing room is equipped with a bathroom, and a half mirror is hung on the sink.

Xia Rushui finally saw what she looked like at this time.

Kind of scary.

The bright red blood was still flowing out, one cheek was covered with blood, and the performance costume on his body was also stained red by the fresh blood.

Their group is wearing beige skirts today, there is no way to cover up the blood.

Falling on the white costume, it is simply shocking.

The wound was actually not that big, but there was a little bit of bleeding.

She was like this in her previous life, a small wound seemed to be bleeding endlessly.

Even if you make a small cut while chopping vegetables, it will take half a day to stop the bleeding.

In the bathroom, there are disposable face towels provided by the program group. They are made of pure cotton and are easier to use than paper towels. You don’t have to worry about sticking to the wound when you use them.

She wiped the blood on her face and neck first, otherwise it would be terrible.

Wet the washcloth and clean the area around the wound.

But this is only temporary.

Because the wound on the forehead is still bleeding.

Xia Rushui simply took out a few washcloths and pressed them on the wound to stop the blood from flowing faster.

After a while, the face towel was soaked.

She simply took the whole pack of face towels away.

Wounds on the feet are also treated.

She moved to the wardrobe step by step.

Everyone in the dressing room has their own small cabinet. If you don’t like to hang it outside, you can hang it in the small cabinet, but the space is a little small, and the clothes will wrinkle when folded, which is not conducive to being photogenic, so most of them are used for Put on the coat.

Xia Rushui found her small cabinet, and she took out a small box of disposable iodophor cotton balls from it.

She has been using iodophor cotton balls since her previous life, but she didn't expect to use them in this life.

First, he took off the cotton face towel that was pressing on his forehead, and threw the wet paper towel ball into the trash can. Xia Rushui used plastic tweezers to hold a cotton ball and pressed it on his forehead from memory.

A rustling pain came slowly, Xia Rushui's face turned pale.

Fortunately, her style today is to show her forehead, otherwise her bangs would be troublesome.

Xia Rushui thought bitterly, if there were bangs today, it would definitely become a curtain.

After disinfecting her forehead, she bent the uninjured leg and went to look at the other foot.

Something seems to be stuck in the heel, and it cannot be separated without professional treatment. She can only stop the bleeding depending on the situation.

The place where the shoe connects to the heel is now a bloody mess.

Xia Rushui sighed.

With this level of injury, the performance really can't go up.

It's okay to cover her forehead a little bit, the stage lights are dim, and it's good to coordinate the lights and the camera so that they don't hit her.

But my foot was also injured, so there was really nothing I could do.

She hurts to move now.

In the locker room...how could there be such a sharp object?

She clearly remembered that when she slipped and fell, she didn't feel like she stepped on anything.

These shoes are very soft, a bit like dance shoes, but they are black on the outside, and can be integrated with the stage. They are very light, because there are straps on the front that can be tightened, and the girls' feet are all about the same size. One size fits all, it's okay to wear.

Anyway, there is no worry about the strap falling off.

Could it be... this thing is not hidden in the dressing room, but... it was originally in her shoes?

At this point, Xia Rushui certainly wouldn't think it was an accident.

It was clearly a deliberate plan.

There is no evidence, there are too many coincidences, and her strength alone is a bit too weak.

It's not like one person can do it.

The crux of the problem at the moment is to find the staff of the program group and explain the situation as soon as possible.

But if she went out like this covered in blood, she might scare others, and because of the wound on her foot, it was very difficult for her to walk a step.

Xia Rushui had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, leaned against the wall and rubbed against the door of the dressing room, and opened the door.

The corners are not slippery here.

The hallway was empty.

Everyone was preparing in the front studio, and no one thought that there would be a person trapped in the locker room.

Xia Rushui was tired, closed the door, and slowly slid down against the wall.

Pay attention to the wounds on the head and feet, and knock on the door for help from time to time, to see if anyone from the program group can pass by and hear.

Only one small area of ​​the locker room is overly slick.

That's where she fell.

Auntie is very careful in waxing, and never gets stuck in the corners of the first floor.

And...how can the girls get waxed while they're performing?They will come back after the performance, so cleaning is not only time-consuming and laborious, but also causes many people to slip and fall, right?

Xia Rushui was suspicious, but she really didn't have the strength to stand up, and she didn't have any strength to go to the center of the room, so she could only crawl slowly to the center of the dressing room, where she slipped and fell.

She wasn't too worried about being trapped for too long and losing too much blood.

After all, there is going to be a performance in a while, if you can't find her, someone will come to find her.

The captain knew she was in the locker room, so he would definitely come to find her.

The floor there is shiny and bright, even a little reflective under the incandescent lamp.

Xia Rushui took a close sniff, and it seemed... There was a faint smell of cooking oil.

After waiting for a long time, maybe Xia Rushui felt that the waiting time was too long.

Still no one came to her.

The captain didn't come, neither did the team members, nor did the staff of the program group.

I don't know which group I'm in now, whether without her will destroy the overall performance.

This was the first time she had the feeling of being a burden to others, because she was not careful, and an accident happened, but the whole group's performance was going to be dragged down.

I don't know if she can't play her group's performance, whether she will grit her teeth or will be cancelled.

In any case, she should be responsible.

I may not be able to participate in the competition in the future, I have to apologize to the team members... I have caused trouble for others again...

Xia Rushui was thinking about endless problems in a daze, her eyelids were dizzy, and her endurance had reached the limit.

The skirt is pinched at the waist, and the captain is strict, not allowing himself to drink. The team members look fat on the widescreen. They don't eat much at noon, in order to maintain a good figure for the camera.

Other groups did the same.

Although Xia Rushui is very satisfied with the recently improved eight dishes and one soup meal,...she would accept the silent condemnation from her teammates if she ate more than one bite, so she didn't dare poke a few chopsticks. Eating secretly in the dormitory.

The paper towels were changed one after another, and there were a lot of piles around her, Xia Rushui finally heard the sound coming from the corridor outside the door.

"Da... da... da..." The moment the visitor opened the door, Xia Rushui saw the familiar face and showed a pale smile, Softly said: "Thank you..."

The visitor squatted down, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and said nothing.

She took away Xia Rushui's hand that was still covering her forehead.

The blood is no longer coming out.

After touching it lightly, Xia Rushui immediately whispered: "It hurts..."

"I thought you never knew pain." Jiang Xingzhi mocked lightly.

Hey... Why do you feel a little dissatisfied with this tone?

Xia Rushui was a little exhausted and had no strength in her body, so she was too lazy to argue with her, so she hurriedly shut up and stopped beeping.

"You're the best when you don't talk." Jiang Xingzhi leaned very close, breathing on Xia Rushui's neck.

Another long and spacious down jacket covered the whole head, and Xia Rushui was completely shrunk in the down jacket, only her hairy head was exposed.

The hairstyle is already messed up.

Jiang Xingzhi slowly pulled Xia Rushui's arm around her neck.

One hand wrapped around his back, the other passed through his knees, and easily hugged Xia Rushui.

She thought Xia Rushui would struggle, and secretly clasped the girl in her arms.

Unexpectedly, Xia Rushui just found a comfortable position on her body, and muttered a few words.

Jiang Xingzhi leaned closer and listened carefully.

"There is no money for you as a coolie..." The girl wrapped her arms around her neck, her voice was thin and low.

Then he buried his head in her shoulders.

"It's okay, you can... settle accounts after autumn." Jiang Xingzhi's voice was also very low, drifting in the wind, and he disappeared after a while.

Xia Rushui didn't hear clearly, and didn't care what she said, but just tightened her arms.

Leaning on the man's shoulder, the pleasant fragrance enveloped her completely, Xia Rushui sniffed it greedily, then leaned on it with peace of mind.

So soft...it smells so good.

Be sure to ask her what perfume she is wearing some other day, and she will also buy a bottle of treasure.

Ah... Let's talk if you have money...

******

When Xia Rushui woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was pungent, and the place she was most afraid of and hated the most was the hospital.

The ward she lived in was relatively better, without the strong smell of disinfectant.

To be precise, there is no smell of disinfectant water, only a little faint smell of disinfectant water, but Xia Rushui is too sensitive to smell, so I can smell this very faint smell.

Obviously, this is a single ward, equipped with sofas, toilets, changing rooms and other facilities.

Like a small bedroom.

No need to ask, it must have been arranged by Jiang Baba.

Xia Rushui looked around, but there was no one in the room.

After a good night's sleep, Xia Rushui rang the bell on the bedside by herself.

She needs to know what the hell is going on.

Doctors and nurses came soon.

After checking, the little nurse changed the bandages on her head and feet again.

Nothing major, nothing major wounds, no neurological problems.

Xia Rushui breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily it didn't turn into a mental illness.

It's just that the wound on the foot was pierced by a pin, and it needs to be raised for about two weeks.

You can't do too much strenuous exercise afterwards. If you want to recover well, dancing is not recommended.

It's just not recommended, not absolutely impossible.

It will be better and slower.

Xia Rushui nodded and understood.

The little nurse went down to bring her some light food. When Xia Rushui expressed her gratitude, the little nurse blushed and said, "Boss Jiang ordered this, so don't thank me."

Xia Rushui swept away all the food vigorously.

hold back!die!she!La!

The pain of watching eight dishes and one soup but not being able to eat more was vented in this meal.

Later, Jiang Xingzhi brought some food and soup over.

"I heard that you woke up at noon today, did you eat?" Jiang Xingzhi set up the small table on the bed, and asked while opening the thermos.

Xia Rushui hesitated for a moment, then said implicitly: "Eat, not much."

The meal brought by the little nurse was too small and bland, and rounded off it was not much!

Jiang Xingzhi nodded, and put a pig's trotter into her bowl, "The pig's trotter and soybean soup that Mom cooked for you."

"..."

Inexplicable...feeling...what's weird...

After eating and drinking enough, Xia Rushui still had a bowl of soup left and couldn't drink it anymore.

She covered her stomach and burped, and quickly covered her mouth.

I was almost discovered by Jiang Baba...

Jiang Xingzhi's eyes fell on Xia Rushui's bowl, "Don't drink anymore?"

"Hmm... I can't eat anymore."

She really ate a lot today, and this bowl of soup is a bit difficult for a strong man like her...

"Okay." Jiang Xingzhi nodded slightly.

Then... holding her soup bowl, she casually drank that bowl of soup.

Hello! ! !

That's my soup bowl! ! !

The spoon is mine too!

Are you a clean freak? ! !

Xia Rushui struggled for a long time, and didn't know whether she should remind Jiang Baba of this fatal problem.

Although the soy and pig's feet soup is really delicious, but...is there something wrong with it!

"Mom said don't waste it." Jiang Xingzhi gently placed the bowl on the small table, and then began to tidy up.

"Oh......"

It seems that there is still something wrong, right? ? ?

Jiang Xingzhi fell asleep on the sofa in the single ward at night.

Xia Rushui went to bed early last night, only to find that Jiang Xingzhi hadn't left after waking up the next day.

She scratched her head, a little distressed.

Jiang Xingzhi, who came out of the bathroom after washing, changed his clothes, walked over, put the toothpaste and toothbrush and the tooth bowl filled with water on the table, handed Xia Rushui a warm towel, and said, "Wipe your face, you go down now It’s inconvenient to wash, we’ll wait until the foot injury recovers in two days.”

Xia Rushui looked at the meticulous Jiang Xingzhi and was a little moved: "I'm sorry, I seem to have caused trouble for you all." Xia Rushui was so sorry and guilty.

She has never been taken care of like this.

Jiang Xingzhi frowned, and asked, "Why do you always feel that you are a trouble?"

"No... isn't it?" Xia Rushui asked without confidence.

Jiang Xingzhi looked at her for a while, then said lightly, "You are really troublesome."

"..." Can't be hypocritical!

She continued: "But what I'm best at is solving troubles."

???

hello? ? ?

Xia Rushui choked up.

"Hurry up and wash up. Yesterday, my mother went to the airport to pick up my little cousin. The little cousin said she would come to see you."

Xia Rushui couldn't help sighing: "... How many good sisters do you have?"

Jiang Xingzhi frowned: "What?

Just after washing up, when Xia Rushui and Jiang Xingzhi were sitting opposite each other on the bed having breakfast, a girl pushed the door open and entered.

"Wow! Cousin, your little fiancee is so cute~" Jiang Manman exclaimed.

Without raising his eyelids, Jiang Xingzhi asked, "Where's my mother?"

"Ah...Aunt Han went to the front to ask the doctor about her little cousin, so I'll come first."

The girl walked in, looked at Jiang Xingzhi with a flat face and Xia Rushui with a shocked and lying face, and said something amazing again.

"While Aunt Han is away, I have a question for you!" Jiang Manman whispered.

Xia Rushui became inexplicably nervous, and echoed with a down-to-earth expression: "What... what's the problem?"

"Have you..." Jiang Manman clapped her hands a few times suggestively, making a loud "cracking" sound.

"..."

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Mr. Jiang's love talk skills have just reached the full moon, hahahaha, he will go to kindergarten!Give her room to grow!

Jiang Manman is the daughter-in-law of the author who divorced the scum girl Pei Xuelan in the advance collection, and she has already divorced in the timeline here~

The relationship with Mr. Jiang will be explained in the next chapter~

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