Chapter 61： Just returned to the living room to prepare for... (1/2)

Xi Xiaoer, who had just returned to the living room to recharge himself, accidentally witnessed the whole process. He dullly watched Xi Heming return to his room confidently and unrestrainedly. A series of question marks appeared on the big screen, how do you feel Dad? The operation doesn't seem right?

But Xi Heming didn't realize what was wrong with his behavior at all. He returned to the room confidently, walked to his luxurious cloakroom and took a photo with the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and raised his head proudly: perfect!

At this time, Jiang Wanwan, who was in the second bedroom, stood at the door of the room confused, until Xi Heming had walked for a long time before reacting, a smile appeared in his eyes, and she whispered back to the empty living room, good night.

In the living room, Xi Xiaoer, who hadn't waited to move to the charging station, didn't dare to move. After hearing Jiang Wanwan's soft goodnight, Xi Xiaoer was silently relieved and sent a victory sign to Xi Heming's mobile phone.

Worthy of being a father, his comprehension ability is strong!

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Soon it was the day to change the dressing. Although Jiang Wanwan's schedule was full, she still had two hours free to drive Xi Heming to the previous private hospital in person. Layers of gauze were slowly removed. The outside was still white, but the more blood stains were inside, the gauze and the wound were a little stuck when it was withdrawn to the last layer, and Xi Heming's forehead and nose were also stuck. Some sweat slightly.

Jiang Wanwan, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. Although she hadn't experienced it, she knew how painful it was to pull the gauze off the wound abruptly. She glanced sideways at Xi Heming, walked silently to his side, stretched out her hand to hug his head in her arms, and covered his eyes with her hand.

Xi Heming looked up at her with a smile, "I'm not afraid."

"Don't move." Jiang Wanwan's tone was firm, but when she listened carefully, she could find the trembling in her voice. She held Xi Heming's face, but her hands were shaking more than Xi Heming.

Xi Heming felt his heart melted, and swallowed the words "I'm fine", quietly leaning against Jiang Wanwan's palm.

When the doctor saw the situation, he took the opportunity to tear off the gauze and cleaned the wound with iodophor.

Jiang Wanwan told herself not to look, but her gaze still couldn't help but floated past, and her gaze condensed on Xi Heming's forearm in the next second.

Because of long-term fitness, Xi Heming's forearm was strong and powerful, and his muscle lines were perfect. At this time, the perfection was destroyed, and a long scar fell on it.

Jiang Wanwan's eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

Xi Heming sighed silently, gently shook Jiang Wanwan’s hand, and comforted her softly: “In fact, it’s not that serious. The wound is very shallow. It’s just that I raised my arm too eagerly when I blocked it, and the stroke was a little longer. It's all right after the stitches are removed, isn't it a doctor?"

The doctor raised his head and smiled gently: "Even if the stitches are removed, you should pay more attention to wound care. Fortunately, the weather is cold and it is not easy to get inflammation, but be careful not to let the wound touch water during this month."

Jiang Wanwan sniffed, "Doctor, will his wounds leave scars?"

"Will..."

As soon as the doctor said a word, Jiang Wanwan felt that her nose was sour, and her tears had already flowed down uncontrollably. In her impression, Xi Heming is a person who pursues perfection in everything. Not only does he have perfect requirements for everything around him, but he also cares about his clothes and appearance, and no flaws are allowed. But now, he blocked a knife for her, leaving such a long scar on his arm.

Jiang Wanwan looked at him with red eyes: "I'm sorry."

Xi Heming sighed, got up and hugged Jiang Wanwan in his arms: "It's all right after all, what are you crying? Besides, this matter has nothing to do with you. The person who should apologize should be Si Xiaoyang, but he just wanted to apologize. Used it, the prison door has been opened to him. In fact, I made friends accidentally inflicted you on you, and it was because of my decisiveness that I let things ferment like this before. Although his grievances were directed at you, things did happen because of me, so Don't feel guilty about this anymore."

Jiang Wanwan's voice was a little choked: "But it will leave scars."

Xi Heming smiled: "Dr. Li has prepared a very effective scar removal cream, which can be used after the wound has healed. My skin is good and the recovery is fast, even if the scar is not too deep. Besides, I am a man with a little scar. What are you afraid of,

Right, Dr. Li? "

"That's right, so can you stop sprinkling dog food? I'm still waiting for a dressing change."

Jiang Wanwan immediately jumped out of Xi Heming's arms, bowed her head and adjusted her hair. When she raised her head, she returned to her former calm and calmness: "Excuse me, doctor, I have disturbed you at work. Could you please change the medicine for him."

The doctor checked the condition of the wound and reapplied the medicine. Because the wound was not leaking water, it was only wrapped up with two layers of gauze: "The stitches will be removed after four days. Be careful not to touch the wound in daily life."