Perfect Two

Fu Zhou stared at that piece of skin, and unconsciously moved his gaze downwards a little, just in time to land on the part with malicious intentions.

It's only a little bit short, and it's still hidden, so it won't be exposed.He also blocked his line of sight.

The nurse came forward, picked up a sterile cotton swab from the tray, bent down and poked it beside the bruise.With her movements, that piece of skin fluctuated slightly, and wherever the cotton swab went, it dropped a small hole.Then it will bounce back and go back to normal, like nothing happened.

Fu Zhou was faintly jealous...

By coincidence, when the nurse turned around to get the second cotton swab, Fu Zhou asked, "Is injection easy to learn?"

Cheng Xirong couldn't hold back and laughed.

Fu Zhou's face was embarrassing, as if he had been slapped by Cheng Xirong, and he coughed dryly.Before the slight undercurrent here can continue, the nurse has already bent down with the syringe in hand.Cheng Xirong turned his back to this side and couldn't see anything.Standing by the side, Fu Zhou could see clearly that Cheng Xirong's hands were resting on the pillow, not clenched, but the knuckles were still stiff.

Afraid of injections?

Fu Zhou stretched out his hand in front of Cheng Xirong silently, just as the nurse moved his posture, the needle had already penetrated into the skin.Almost at that moment, Cheng Xirong's whole body trembled, he didn't care about anything, and directly held the hand that appeared in front of him.

When the nurse started to push the liquid, Cheng Xirong let out a muffled "hmm".

Fu Zhou leaned forward and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain on the back of his own hand—Cheng Xirong pinched him a little thinly, viciously, without any strength left.

Fu Zhou: "..."

Is it real pain, or revenge?

If only the latter.

The nurse pushed the liquid very slowly, and the thumb and index finger of the other hand were still gently pressing on the skin next to the needle, while saying, "Relax, don't be nervous. The more tense, the more painful it will be."

Fu Zhou glanced this way, was silent for half a second, and said, "If you can't do it, bite me, don't stretch your ass."

As he wished, Cheng Xirong actually took a bite on his wrist.Fu Zhou took a deep breath and stood up abruptly.

The nurse couldn't laugh or cry, angry and helpless: "You two wait a moment! Don't move around! The medicine can't be pushed in!"

Fu Zhou froze in place, even breathing became very careful.Cheng Xirong didn't care about these things, he had to vent enough when he started.This bite made his teeth sore, and the nurse pulled out the needle, and he let go.

There was a tooth mark on Fu Zhou's wrist, very deep.There are still pinch marks on the back of the hand, bruises and redness intertwined, colorful.

While tidying up, the nurse turned her head and said to Fu Zhou: "Your brother is really good enough, let him like this."

Fu Zhou was pulling up Cheng Xirong's trousers, and was busy pulling down his pajamas.Cheng Xirong was idle, glanced this way, and asked the nurse: "Is it in the way of your family?"

Nurse: "..." Read it three times silently, don't argue with the patient.All of them have heart disease, and accidents may happen at any time, so they cannot return.Then the nurse said, "That's not right, you're affecting me to give you an injection."

Fu Zhou put the sheet back on, turned around and said to the nurse, "He has a fever and is in a bad mood, don't bother with him."

Cheng Xirong snorted coldly, and said grimly, "Don't even try to sign it."

The nurse hurriedly changed her words: "Don't! You promised everything! You don't want to go back on your word!"

Cheng Xirong shrank under the list, and began to curl up: "I'm not feeling well. Let's talk about it when I feel better."

The nurse smiled and scolded: "I can bear you! Don't ask me for sugar after taking the medicine tomorrow!"

Cheng Xirong joked with the nurse, then turned to glance at Fu Zhou.The latter looked silent, but he couldn't hide the turmoil and entanglement in his heart.Cheng Xirong knew what he was thinking at this moment, so he turned to this side, but kept his body slightly sideways, so as not to press down on the place where the injection was just given.

"I told you when I fell asleep before, I just use you. Now that I am awake, I still say the same thing. It's not that I can't live without you. I can get along with the nurse, and I don't need you to worry about me Offending the nurse is not good for the hospital. You don't have to be proud, you feel that you can do whatever you want if you control me. "

Fu Zhou's breathing stagnated, and he swallowed with difficulty.

Cheng Xirong took a breath, and continued: "I just happened to meet you, so I picked you to help me. It could be someone else, no matter who it is. It's not just you. Don't think that you are close to me. With a little bit, I can really take control of my life."

Fu Zhou opened his mouth slowly and asked, "Why did you call me?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou poured a glass of warm water and handed it over, "I'm hoarse."

Cheng Xirong took the glass of water and really wanted to splash it in Fu Zhou's face.Why did he hold himself so precisely?Why can I even expect that I will drink this glass of water?Where did he get his confidence?How could it be so rampant?

Cheng Xirong took a sip, and the knuckles holding the cup turned blue and white.

Fu Zhou licked his lower lip, and looked over with his long and narrow eyes, his eyes were deep and deep, and he didn't know where they would lead.He whispered: "I was wrong."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou cleared his throat: "I know I was wrong. You told me to go away, and I was waiting downstairs. I didn't go anywhere, and I didn't dare to come up."

"You're still wronged, aren't you?"

Fu Zhou nodded.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou still didn't forget to claim credit: "As soon as you called, I ran up. The elevator was too slow, so I ran up the stairs."

"Patience!" Cheng Xirong glanced at him, "While yelling that I know I'm wrong, you're still waiting for me to call you! What a big air!"

Fu Zhou: "You said you didn't want to see me."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "Yes, I said it. You are so obedient, what are you doing here now? Get out of my sight!"

Fu Zhou: "I don't!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

"Wu Minmin asked me to drive her away. There is no one to accompany her to the bed." After a pause, Fu Zhou hastily added, "Don't even try to call her back. The little girl didn't stay up late for filming, and her face turned yellow from you. "

"Still blame me?"

Fu Zhou spoke solemnly for a long time, but was stopped by this sentence, and after a long time, he came back again: "It's my fault."

There are still a few sentences over and over again.Fu Zhou's good eloquence may have been eaten up, or he learned his lesson and knew that now is not the time to show eloquence, so he simply turned the wheel.

Cheng Xirong got a headache from hearing this, and fell asleep for a while in the middle of the night.After waking up a few times in the middle, I could meet Fu Zhou's eyes, which were bright under the night light.He just sat on the edge of the bed and kept looking at himself.

After waking up again, Fu Zhou was bending over and leaning in front of his eyes, very close.The forehead was a little wet, Cheng Xirong raised his hand to touch it, but was stopped by Fu Zhou.

"do not move."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhou took off the wet towel from Cheng Xirong's forehead and replaced it with a new one.He took the towel and dipped something in it to wipe his palms.

He always takes care of people.Cheng Xirong thought about this and fell asleep again.

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