Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

As soon as he entered the room, Xu Youning took off musjue's coat. His clothes on his chest had been dyed red by blood, which was frightening.

"Lie down!"

She helped him lie on the bed and cut off his clothes. As expected, the wound had split. The opened skin and flesh were like the mouth of a monster, and the blood was constantly pouring out. She would never stop.

All of a sudden, Xu Youning was afraid that musjue would die.

A Guang put a medicine box beside the bed and said, "sister Youning, all the things you need to deal with the wound are here."

Xu Youning has been trained to handle simple wounds, but musjue's wound is not only not simple, but also secondary dehiscence. If it is not handled properly, it will lead to infection, fever and death. She is not sure.

She shook her head: "a Guang, call the doctor."

Mu Si Jue held Xu Youning's hand. Although his voice was weak, he still could not resist: "you come."

Xu Youning shook his head subconsciously: "musjue, I can't..."

She did not have any experience. During the process of treatment, she would make musjue very painful, so she was timid, which was probably the same reason that the doctor refused to operate on her relatives.

Mu Si Jue held Xu Youning's hand tightly: "Zhao Yinghong is not so easy to give up. There must be his people staring at him outside. To call the doctor is to tell him I'm hurt. Everything you've done before will be in vain. "

His unfathomable eyes slowly moved to Xu Youning's face: "I believe you."

Believe, simple two words, but seems to have some magic, let Xu Youning suddenly have confidence.

As soon as Xu Youning gritted his teeth, he put on medical gloves and cleaned, disinfected and sutured the wound in strict accordance with the steps

Once started, the process of dealing with it is not as hard as you think.

In order to keep sober, musjue asked to reduce the dose of anesthesia, so during the whole process, he was sober.

Soberly feeling the pain from the wound, soberly looking at Xu Youning carefully.

She seemed to be faced with unprecedented challenges, biting her lips and concentrating. Every movement was decisive and gentle. Before long, her forehead began to sweat.

"A Guang, help me wipe my sweat." Xu Youning's hand movement did not stop, and his voice was surprisingly calm.

While admiring Xu Youning, a Guang took a towel to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Forty minutes later, Xu Youning sewed the last stitch and cut the thread. Suddenly, she had a feeling of collapse. She sat beside the bed for half a day and couldn't speak. It seemed that she was the one who was seriously injured.

In contrast, the real injured Muse Jue is much more sober and tells a Guang: "take things away first."

A Guang packed up his medicine box and looked at Xu Youning with little confidence: "sister Youning, you..."

"She's all right," Muse interrupted coldly

A Guang "Oh" sound, carrying the medicine box to leave.

Don't know how long in the past, Xu Youning finally recovered, weak look to muse Jue: "when shall we go?"

Musager looked at the time. "It's less than 60 minutes. Do you think I'm so fast?"

Xu Youning was stunned. Make complaints about his face. "You certainly aren't 60 minutes fast. You are much faster than 60 minutes!"

She wanted to live, and then she slipped into the bathroom, took off her medical gloves and rushed into the sewer.

No evidence of muskegee's injury can be left.

Finally, when he came out of the bathroom, musjue had already squinted. Xu Youning thought he was asleep. He walked to the sofa and sat down. Suddenly he heard musjue say, "call your grandmother and say that you can't go home these days."

Xu Youning opened the magazine and said, "why?"

"You're going to stay at my house these days." Said musjee.

Xu Youning ten thousand puzzled: "why?"

Musjue looked at Xu Youning faintly and said, "I need someone to take care of me."

"But I'm not good at taking care of people." Xu Youning leaned on the sofa, spread out the magazine and looked, "you'd better hire a professional nurse."

In a word, going to Mu's old house to take care of him can not only be with him, but also be alone with him. Isn't that what she dreams of?

But reason also told Xu Youning, musjue's wound is not a joke, she can't take care of musjue, can't because of selfish, regardless of his injury.

"The nurse will be found out by Zhao Yinghong at any time, and the matter will still be hidden." "You're the only one who's in and out of my house right now, and there's no doubt about that," muskegee said

"Why?" Xu Youning had a headache. "So, I can't refuse you?"

Musager raised his lips: "No."

"..." on your grandmother's leg!

Xu Youning's unlucky "Shua" make complaints about the magazine, and silently opened the mode of Mu Chu Si in the bottom of his heart.

Before long, the magazine was turned over by Xu Youning. She threw it aside and looked at it on the bed. With his eyes closed and his chest undulating regularly, she obviously fell asleep.

She went to the bedside and put the quilt on him. Then she noticed that his face and lips were very pale, and his regular breathing was a little weak. He was no longer as fierce and decisive as he used to be.

She preferred such a muskegee. Although he was morbid, he lay quietly in front of her, no longer far away, no longer alienated, and within reach.

So nearly greedy to see musjue for three hours, Xu Youning wake him up.

One of the most annoying things for musjue is being woken up. Xu Youning's eyes are naturally full of unhappiness. Xu Youning shrugs innocently: "three hours have passed. If we don't go down any more, Zhao Yinghong will really doubt it."

A Guang brought new clothes to musjue. Musjue threw them directly to Xu Youning: "help me change them."

Clothes impartial cover in Xu Youning's head, Xu Youning has a sense of being enslaved, irritable tear open: "injured great ah?"

Musjue naturally took a look at Xu Youning, the subtext is: injured is great.

Xu Youning can only admit his bad luck and help mu sijue untie the buttons on his clothes first.

She had a pair of flat heels on her feet, so when she stood in front of him, she was more than half a head shorter than him. He only needed to look down slightly to see her bright and full forehead and her scarlet lips like ripe cherry peach.

Her fingers are white and slender, and her fingertips are shining. She touches his skin from time to time. It's so soft, but it gives him the feeling of electric shock.

Musjue's breath gradually lost its frequency, and a familiar feeling grew in his body. He frowned: "hurry up."

Xu Youning was just afraid of meeting musjue's wound, but he was so angry that she didn't care about anything. She directly pulled musjue's clothes and helped him put on his new clothes.

Then they left the room together.

After entering the elevator, musjue hugged Xu Youning's waist intimately. Xu Youning was not used to it and subconsciously wanted to break away. Musjue tightened his hand slightly and whispered in her ear: "if you don't want to sew my wound again, don't move."

Xu Youning realized that he wanted to make a play for Zhao Yinghong, so he had to cooperate obediently. When he got out of the elevator, he immediately put on a charming smile and leaned half of his body against the arms of Muse Jue. They looked so close that they had to share you and me.

She covered the corner of her mouth with a smile: "I like this, will let a lot of people misunderstand me. Seven elder brothers, how do you plan to compensate me? "

Mu Si Jue kisses Xu Youning's forehead and replies with deep meaning: "when I get well, you will know the answer."

Shit, that's what I thought just after I sewed the wound?!

Xu Youning's heart is to kick open musjue, but on the surface had to send out a smile, pretending to be shy, gently beat his chest: "son of a bitch!"

She was very sensitive to other people's eyes and telescopes. As soon as she got out of the hotel, she noticed that someone was staring at her. She whispered to muskmelon, "eleven o'clock."

"I know, Zhao Yinghong's people." Then musjue opened the door, touched Xu Youning's black head, and said softly, "get on the bus."

Sudden tenderness, gently hit Xu Youning's heart, heart beat in that moment missed half a beat, she was stunned for a moment to react, sat on the passenger seat.

She has heard that men's gentleness is more lethal than women's gentleness, and she is not deceived.

Musjue started the car, and the black Land Rover was driving on the road. After getting out of Zhao Yinghong's sight, Xu Youning said, "I'll drive."

Musjue's wound had just been treated. He was really not suitable for driving. He didn't try to be brave. He pulled over and exchanged places with Xu Youning.

Xu Youning drove directly back to Mu's old house.

Aunt Zhou heard the movement and ran out of the house: "Xiao Qi, are you ok?"

"Nothing." Mu Si Jue motioned aunt Zhou to rest assured, chin toward Xu you Ning, "she lives here these days, prepare a room for her."

Aunt Zhou looked at Xu Youning, her eyes a little bit ambiguous, Xu Youning said: "aunt Zhou, I just live to help you take care of seven brothers, we have nothing else!"

The last sentence is to cover up that there is no silver here.

Aunt Zhou showed a clear smile: "OK, I'm going to help you prepare a room." After a pause, he said, "just the room next to Xiao Qi, it's convenient!"

Xu Youning looked at Aunt Zhou's back and asked, "did aunt Zhou misunderstand us?"

Muskmelon's fingers tapped on the handrail of the stairs: "still need to be misunderstood?" Then he went straight upstairs.

That's right. There's no need for Aunt Zhou to misunderstand. They are not simply related.

Xu Youning was stunned, and then he understood the meaning of musjue and turned his eyes to his back.

At last, she suddenly realized that she and muskegee really went back to the past. She didn't mention a word, nor did muskegee. It was as if things in Mexico didn't happen.

Good. That's what she wants.

In other words, is this a tacit understanding between her and muskegee?