C87 (2/2)

I suddenly want to make up for it.

”Hurry up and enter.”

Yin Yijie felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He pinched my fingers and waved them for the doctor and nurse to push me in.

Behind me, I saw several shadows approaching the emergency room.

In the emergency room, I was not a high-risk patient, so the treatment was not an emergency.

First came a comprehensive physical examination: internal medicine, surgery, ophthalmology, otolaryngology, stomatology, electrocardiogram, B ultrasound, chest film, head CT, cardiac color Doppler, urine routine … Blood.

One of the B-ultrasound to my pelvis when very careful, made me dizzy again.

However, I really don't have to worry about that anymore.

He didn't have to walk or wait in line, nor did he have to walk or pretend to be a veterinarian.

Also, Nurse Lai, who often comes to my house, is always with me.

I was a little dizzy, and she was wearing a big mask, so I recognized her when she bathed me.

The shower in the emergency room was clean.

Nurse Lai looked at me with displeasure and advised me that the cleanest place in the world would be the emergency room.

I'm silent. Let her do as she pleases.

By the time I finished, she and the other nurses had already treated all the wounds on my body.

The final results showed that my internal organs, mind, heart, and liver were all fine, and my head was solid enough.

Other than countless external injuries, it was just …

”Stay and observe for a week.”

Doctor Bai gave the order very straightforwardly, looking at me with ridicule in his eyes.

Staying in the hospital to observe?

Is it that serious?

I don't seem to think so.

However, this ward was no different from a small apartment.

Even though I was still in the hospital, I couldn't smell the pungent smell of formalin or any of the different preparations. It didn't make me feel repulsed.

On the contrary, my ”ward” was more like an upscale hotel room, with a few simple pieces of furniture, practical, clean, and a little bit of warmth.

If it wasn't for the bottle hanging over my bed and the nurse watching over me, I might have forgotten where I was.

I don't know which nurse or doctor gave me my back, but I slept comfortably for a while, or I passed out, or I was anesthetized.

He had just woken up.

I looked around at Dr. White and asked, ”What about him?”

This doctor is actually very familiar. When I see him, I miss my guardian even more.

He had fought with so many people, but they were all professionals. If he was alone, he would definitely be severely injured.

And I didn't even know, or didn't care, that now, at least, I wanted to make it up to her afterwards.

For example, to remember a third-class merit, or to get a martyr or something, to encourage others.

The doctor looked at me and nodded. He pointed the pen to the side and said, ”You need to rest now. Don't move.”

What was ”chaotic” movement?

Can I move if I don't mess around?

Who cares.

He knows my tone better than I do. There's no helping it, he probably knows my temper better than I do and I can't help it.

Pulling back the covers, I ignored the needle stuck in the back of my hand and tried to get up.

Doctor Bai shook his head leisurely, gesturing to Nurse Lai.

The nurse, understanding me, came over and helped me out with the bottle.

Coming out of my room, there was a small living room in the middle, and a room opposite it. The door was open. I saw a comfortable back.

I stopped at my feet. I had never approached him so proactively, or wanted him so clearly and clearly.

I wonder if it's okay?

I, it's already late at night, why would I come to his room?

Is it just a consolation?

I don't seem to have the habit.

When my grandmother was sick, she was the one who told me to do what I had to do.

Heh …

I bit my lip, unsure if I should smile, smile happily.

Self-mockery?

Even though he always felt that he was like this, like having bad luck.

However, other than constantly hiding in my shell, I really didn't learn or think that there was someone who had been taking care of me. Perhaps, he also wanted my concern.

Actually, I am sixteen years old. I should take care of a patient or visit him.

Especially since my guardian is my savior.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't even know what would have happened today.

So I should start all over again, and even if I don't know anything, I should at least visit him.

Think of a good reason …

Me, still a little nervous.

I remember him, just now, from the moment he saw me until now, not very affectionately, but, of course, I mean kissing me, or more.

He wasn't like this before. In just a few months, I've gotten used to his way of doing things.

However, he is going to come up with something new. I don't know if it has something to do with my half-naked body at the time.

I, am a little afraid …

”There are many injuries on Director Yin, take it easy.”

Doctor Bai sat down to drink water and spoke in a teasing, nonchalant manner.

I pursed my lips and ignored him.

However, Yin Yijie is injured in many ways, I have to go and take a look.

He braced himself and walked to his bed. The wounds on Yin Yijie's face were very red, and his hands and legs were covered in it.

At this moment, the temperature was just right. Some parts of the skin had been smeared with medicine to dry, making it better for the time being.

However, this way, he would look like a warrior.

There were so many wounds all over his body!

However, Yin Yijie looked to be in good health. With a wound, he looked like a man with a scar on his face. He looked cooler and more reliable.

However, he didn't even wear a hospital gown, and his usual t-shirt made him look as handsome as ever.

What a monster, he wasn't even afraid of disfigurement.

He looked at me quietly with eyes that were especially good at conveying emotions. His eyes were sparkling, filled with endless attraction.

I was wrong.

I didn't even finish sizing him up before meeting his eyes. I …

”Master, there are more wounds. The doctor reminds us not to move.”

After saying that sentence in a comfortable and quiet manner, he took my hanging bottle and hung it on the wall. Then, he quietly left and closed the door.

How strange, why did everyone tell us not to move?

We...

Are there these trends and habits?

I blushed and bowed my head.

Since I came in, Yin Yijie has been looking at me, quietly leaning on the bed, very relaxed and relaxed looking at me.

We were alone in the room, and I didn't know how to begin.

He didn't say anything. The atmosphere suddenly became so strange that I couldn't understand it.

Yin Yijie stretched out his hand to indicate.

I walked over obediently.

He pulled me aside and sat me down beside him.

Yin Yijie stretched out his arms to embrace me as he started to tighten his grip and lower his head …

We were all good, obedient kids, barely moving except for our lips and tongues.

Or maybe even his tongue didn't move 'randomly', but very, very light and gentle, as if he was looking for the feeling of me in his arms, confirming over and over again.

I could feel pearls slipping from the corners of my eyes, snuggling against him, hugging his neck, and I knew I was finally okay.

”Idiot …” What are you crying for? ” Yin Yijie kissed the corner of my eye, feeling extremely pitiful.

I moved the IV tube a little, reached out, touched his face, ran my fingertips along the spot where he had been hit by the ashtray, and shivered slightly.

Yin Yijie quickly grabbed my hand, kissed it and sighed:

”You're in shock.”

I shook my head and asked him,

”Is your injury serious? I want to see the report. Ah … ”You're not feeling well, don't hug me …”

My face reddened and I whispered, ”I'm leaning on the same thing …”

But my protest never meant anything to my guardian, and it reminded him.

Using some strength in his arm to push me to the side, he picked up my clothes without saying anything …

Ah, don't do that!

The doctor said not to move.

I buried my head under his armpit and thought bitterly.

Yin Yijie ignored me and looked at my body. The wound was already wrapped in medical gauze, so it couldn't be seen.

Then he looked at my arms and legs.

She touched my arm with her slender and long wound, but my leg …

I was trembling, nervous.

I don't know what he's examining, or should I do the same in a moment?

However, the problem was that his hand gently touched the upper half of my lower leg. It was still so soft and numb …

Me, this ward must be poorly ventilated and short of oxygen.

I bit my lips and leaned against him, half-closing my eyes, unable to breathe …

The legs were loose, probably for a patient with a broken leg like me.

Yin Yijie's hand kept moving up his pants, touching every bruise and bruise on his body.

”Un …”

I couldn't help but hum softly. There was a scratch here that seemed to have been left by the men in a hurry.

However, Yin Yijie's hand stopped there and he slowly stroked it. This kind of feeling, I …

Never.

Perhaps it was not because he had never experienced it before, but because it was much more painful than before.

I don't know what to do.

He never seemed so obvious to me.

And it just so happened that someone was going to try to get at me.

My subconscious seems especially obvious.

His body suddenly stiffened, and he wanted to move his legs. For example, he had thought about it just now and wanted to give it to him.

But I don't dare, even a little.

I didn't move a muscle. We paid such a heavy price and came back scarred. Could it be that I want to give it back?

Or did he really want it?

However, no matter how logical and rational my judgement was, my body was uncontrollable.

As long as Yin Yijie's fingers slightly trembled, I would feel extremely uncomfortable.

Not only her face, but her entire body was on fire.

Yin Yijie didn't know what was on his mind. He lowered his head and kissed me …

His hands became even gentler as he reached into his pants to move up a little bit …

”Oh …” I greedily suck, I dare to want everything, in order to divert attention, or as a substitute.

He didn't even have that kind of extreme excitement, yet he was already like this.

I … He was dizzy and didn't know what to do.

They could only follow his hands and their own feelings …

Yin Yijie suddenly let go of me and hugged me tightly …

Bite me, I'm crazy …

”Ah …”

I couldn't help but cry out softly as my body went limp …

We held each other tightly, not caring who was hurt, or where the wound was, or whether it would hit.