☆ 81. Chapter 81
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Shang Mengmeng's injuries are all flesh wounds, nothing serious. After entering the hospital, doctors and nurses re-treated the knife wound on her shoulder, prescribed some oral medicine and liquid, and arranged for her to be hospitalized for observation.
After a night of high nervous tension, when you relax at this time, you will naturally be extra tired. She woke up for a while, then lay down on the hospital bed but fell asleep again.
In a daze, I felt footsteps, and then my left hand was raised, something was painted on the back of the hand, there was a cool wetness, and then there was a sharp pain.
The needle is submerged in a blood vessel.
Shang Mengmeng was unprepared, and burst out of the pain: "Damn!" Subconsciously, she retracted her hand.
A big rough hand slammed her down, and said in a low voice, "Infusion, don't make trouble." "
..." Shang Mengmeng regained consciousness and opened her eyes. White lighting, white ceiling, and the smell of disinfectant in the air. A tall and slender figure stood by the bed, looking at her with black eyes, and fixed her wrist with five fingers.
Seeing him, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The frivolous and wanton face in his mind, together with those bloody images, finally dissipated.
Soon, the nurse hung up the bottle, explained a few words, and pushed the cart out. The door closes.
Mu Cheng took a chair and sat down by the bed, his face and tone were very calm, "It's such a big noise to have an needle inserted, I didn't see you make a sound when I washed your wound just now." I didn't make a sound when I bumped into the
knife Ah, Shang Mengmeng thought to herself. But he just muttered, "One is awake and the other is not sober, can it be compared?"
The voice was not loud, but he could hear it clearly.
Mu Cheng was silent. If possible, he'd like her to stay in a daze.
Shang Mengmeng turned her head and looked out the window, and asked, "What time is it?"
Mu Cheng said, "Two forty."
She nodded, and suddenly curled her lips together, "I was tied up there around eleven o'clock." The one in the car stayed on it for more than an hour." He paused, his tone added a hint of humor, "Mu Cheng, I'm not afraid of making fun of you if you say it. During that hour or so, I thought several times that we were going to kill you." People are separated forever."
He lowered his black eyes, wrapped his big palm around that soft white hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't think about it. There will never be a second time for what happened today." After speaking for a while, he looked up at her, his eyes pale Ji Shen, brushed a strand of hair that was hanging behind her ears for her, and said, "The doctor said you need to rest well, then continue."
Shang Mengmeng pouted, shook her head and refused, "I don't want to sleep, in case I wake up What should you do if you're not here?"
"..."
Mu Cheng was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he reached out and patted her face, and said in a deep voice, "No. I'll stay with you and not go anywhere."
She pursed her lips, a little narrowly: "Really?"
He nodded, a little doting: "Really."
Shang Mengmeng stared at him with a pair of bright eyes, blinked suddenly, and said softly: "Actually, you can sleep if you want me, come here.
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General FictionAddiction Author: Weak Water Thousands of Flows Category: Modern Fiction The blood is sprinkled on the country, and the tears are not lightly flicked. This is Shang Mengmeng's motto in life. However, since meeting Mu Cheng, Shang Mengmeng has been s...