Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

He's a skin trauma, bullets “rubbing past” his skin, not serious, stop the bleeding, just a bandage.

“Stupid woman.” Gu Zheng caressed Song's worry-free pale face, his voice was low, with a hint of dullness: “Actually, you don't have to do this. ”

Song Fengxiao smiled weakly, “The bullet is out, it's okay. ”

“I'm sorry, my husband is ashamed. ”

“Shame on what? ”

“Always hurts you and can't protect you properly.” Gu Qiang was very upset.

“Fool.” Song has nothing to worry about, "you have protected me well, if you hadn't been so desperate to protect me, I would have been shot into a wasp nest. ”

“Why wasn't I hurt?” Gu Qiang became even more annoyed.

“It hurts in your body, it hurts in my heart. ”

“Am I not the same? It hurts in your body, hurts in my heart. ”

Song Wuoxiao smiled, “So, both of us, all injured are the same, it's not good for each other. ”

“At least I can anesthetize the bullet. ”

“I'm better than you, I can take bullets without anesthesia. ”

“Silly girl.” Gu Zheng cuddled her and said softly: “If you want to sleep, I'll take you home. ”

“The wound still hurts. How do you sleep? ”

Gu Zheng turned around and swept his eyes back to the doctor. "Didn't you put on painkillers? Why does the wound still hurt? ”

The doctor was surprised and quickly explained, “Gu Xiao, painkillers, it will take a few minutes to work, and this is Chinese medicine powder, it works slowly. ”

“No faster? ”

“No, faster, it's Western medicine, Mrs. Gu is pregnant, don't touch it. ”

Gu Qiu listened and the whole person became more violent.

The analgesics are slowly working.

And after the pain, she felt less painful.

She lifted her eyes and looked at Gu Zheng. She smiled softly. “Either it hurts or it hurts the most, it just clips the bullet out. Now the bullet clips out, it doesn't hurt that much. ”

Gu Zheng didn't know what to say. At this time, he seemed pale and powerless to say more.

He couldn't bear her pain, so he held her tight.

He was strong, like trying to rub her body into his blood bones.

After the doctor handled the wound for Mugu, Huang Ling came and wanted to lift him up.

“No, I'll do it myself.” Her hand, without touching him, refused her help.

Huang Ling suddenly reached out his hand and stood in the air, temporarily confiscating it.

In her view, Pastoral was so anxious to refuse that she didn't want to touch him.

In fact, Pastoralism doesn't want to put a weak figure in front of its own people and ask for a woman to help it, which can be very bad for the image.

But Huang Ling doesn't know.

Huang Ling's heart, a little uncomfortable.

You're getting married and you're still rejecting her like that?

The doctor inadvertently glanced at Huang Ling's confiscated hand.

She frowned slightly and looked at Huang Ling. "Miss, your hands are broken. Do you want to wash them? ”

Pastoral listened, picked eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at Huang Ling's hand.

Left palm, really rubbed the skin.

Huang Ling smiled at the doctor, “Okay. ”

The doctor took disinfectant water and washed her hand wound, “Minor injury, no obstacle, don't touch water before scabbing. ”

“Okay, thanks.” Huang Ling politely thanked you, then came to Song Min Xiao and looked at Song Min Xiao painfully, “No worries, is it still that painful? ”

Song looked at her with a worry-free smile, “It doesn't hurt that much, Huang Ling, it hurts that much, to me it's really nothing. ”