Jiang Xiu lay on the bed and asked the doctor to treat the wound.

As soon as she saw Fu Chenhan coming in, the tears that were circling in her eyes but had not fallen suddenly fell. She even cried out with a wow sound, which shocked the doctor: "Girl?

Did I care about you?

?”

Haven't you all been fine before?

?

Why do you suddenly cry?

?

When she turned her head, she saw Fu Chenhan coming in in a wheelchair and knew: "Oh, it's my boyfriend here."

As a little girl, she just acts spoiled to the people she is close to.

Jiang Xiu looked at Fu Chenhan with grievance. He was about to say that he felt pain, but when he saw Fu Chenhan's wheelchair, he was stunned: "Uncle...what's wrong with you?"

Fu Chenhan said calmly: "Performance art.

When I first went to see the doctor, I found this wheelchair was cool.

Do you want to sit down?"

Jiang Xiu: "..." Her crying stopped and said, "Uncle, I am eighteen years old this year, not eight."

"..." Fu Chenhan twitched: "Why is it hard to cheat?"

Jiang Xiu: "..." It turns out that my image in your eyes has always been a little mentally retarded, I understand.

Fu Chenhan said carelessly: "I suffered a little injury on my leg, not very serious, but the doctor probably was about to reach menopause and insisted on me in a wheelchair."

Wei Ke, who was in his prime, sneezes in his duty room.

Dr. Wei had no idea that he had been forced to menopause, and his cheap nephew was still fooling the little girl: "It's not as serious as you, so I'll get you a wheelchair?"

He looked down at the wheelchair he was sitting in. It was actually a standard wheelchair in the hospital. The words "xx hospital" were printed on the armrests. After looking at it for a while, Han Ye looked at it and said disgustedly: "This wheelchair is too ugly. I'll let someone make you a pink one."

It seemed as if the person who said he was cool just now was not him at all.

The female doctor coughed: "What... this girl's injury does not require a wheelchair."

Fu Chenhan looked at her lightly.

Female doctor: "…It's okay to use it."

Jiang Xiu: "..." She said helplessly: "I don't want a pink wheelchair."

Fu Chenhan wiped the tears from her cheeks and said softly: "Sorry."

Fu Chenhan has lived for more than thirty years and has only said sorry twice.

Both times were against the same person.

Jiang Xiu's cheeks were wrinkled in a ball by the wound, but she still tried hard to laugh, "It's okay... I don't blame you."

Although she had a little complaint about Fu Chenhan not answering the phone, she understood that Fu Chenhan's job was very special.

Fu Chenhan suddenly felt very glad that he met Jiang Xiu at this age. If he had not yet retreated, he would have two tasks a year and one task half a year. How could he bear to give up the gentleness and beauty in his heart and go from the red pink tent to the bloody hell?

The female doctor quickly bandaged Jiang Xiu's wound and told her to pay attention. Jiang Xiu was also a doctor. Of course, she knew what to pay attention to, but she still nodded obediently and thanked the doctor.

After the female doctor left, Fu Chenhan suddenly said, "Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Xiu looked at him blankly.

Fu Chenhan lowered his eyes slightly and held her fair cheeks with his hands.

Jiang Xiu's skin was like creamy tofu, soft and tender. With a light pinch, it would be a red mark. There were various rough calluses on Fu Chenhan's fingers. Even if he gently stroked it, Jiang Xiu's cheeks were also a little red.

She blinked her eyes and suddenly became happy to her heart: "Do you want to kiss me?"

Fu Chenhan's throat moved and said hoarsely: "Yes."

In my deepest dreams, there is the past licking blood from the knife, the past fratricide of brothers and feet, and the touching mood of yours.

It was like a sudden growth of huge and beautiful flowers on the deserted and dry land. They were blooming beautifully and colorfully, so they could not withstand the wind and rain. So he could only withdraw from the desperate situation of life and coldness and learn to be gentle.

Jiang Xiu's pupils reflected a handsome face.

Fu Chenhan is actually not the mainstream favorite appearance. His facial features are as delicate as fine brushwork, especially his eyes. The angle between the ends of the eyes and eyelashes looks extremely cold, like an arrow feather coming from the snow and ice, piercing through the sky. It is very beautiful, but it also makes people dare not look directly at it.

His eyebrows and eyes often have a kind of sinister and cold look, which is definitely not an easy-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-to-get-

No matter what, the man brought negative words such as violence, blood, ominousness, and sullenism.

But here in Jiang Xiu.

He is her uncle.

The person who treats her best besides her mother and grandfather in this life.

So good that he saw him was full of courage, so good that at this moment, he could only see his reflection in his eyes.

She closed her eyes slightly, hooked Fu Chenhan's neck, and kissed her.

She rarely kissed Fu Chenhan on his own initiative. Her kissing skills were very unfamiliar. In fact, it didn't look like a kiss, but like a kitten licking candy.

Fu Chenhan felt a numbness from his lips and tongue, hitting his lungs, with a delicate pain and a surging desire. He looked at the fair cheeks of the little girl with her eyes closed. A blazing flame seemed to ignite in his eyes, and the flames were surging as if they were about to burn everything to ashes.

This is mine.

He thought.

This is my own.

Jiang Xiu originally wanted to chew it for a few times, but just when she wanted to leave, the man suddenly grabbed the back of her head and forced her to raise her neck like a lamb that was slaughtering her neck. The neck was white and slender, like a soft and beautiful jade, and it broke at a break. However, the rude beast just held her carefully, and the warm afternoon sun was penetrated through the window, soft and warm.

It was like a thirsty traveler walking in the desert who saw the water, and a hungry person saw the bread, swallowed it voraciously, which always made Jiang Xiu feel a sense of lingeringness.

When she was let go, she was almost dead.

Jiang Xiu spread on the hospital bed and shed tears of regret.

What does it mean to bring a wolf into the house?

This is called inducing a wolf into the house.

What is worse than beasts?

This is called "Beasts Better than beasts!" Fu Chenhan was in a good mood and peeled an apple for Jiang Xiu. Unfortunately, Mr. Han was able to play with all kinds of weapons with his hands. The daggers and guns were particularly beautiful, but the peeled apples were really ugly. Jiang Xiu looked at the bumpy pit with disgust, as if he had experienced all the tortures of the eighteenth floor of hell, and the flesh had lost most of the apples. To be honest, he didn't want to eat them very much.

But Fu Chenhan didn't know where the confidence came from, so he took the ugly apple and looked at it for a while, and said, "It's not bad."

Jiang Xiu: "..." She said: "It's quite cute, a bit like a rabbit."

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