Song Jihuai still felt it was not enough, and continued to say to Su Wanyu: "Wanwan, do you want to blow it again?"
Su Wanyu: “…”
"Husband!"
She stamped her feet, her cheeks flushed.
Just when she was feeling very embarrassed, there was a knock on the door of the room. It turned out to be Ye Qingtong and Secretary Wu who brought in the food they had prepared.
The atmosphere was directly destroyed. Su Wanyu felt relieved and was grateful to Ye Qingtong. However, Song Jihuai's expression became a little cold.
But it was fleeting.
Su Wanyu asked everyone to sit down and eat together.
Secretary Wu and Ye Qingtong naturally wouldn't refuse. After dinner, they left the two of them alone again. Su Wanyu looked at Song Jihuai again, and her expression was a little better at this moment.
It was completely dark outside, night fell, and lights were turned on in the house.
Su Wanyu sat on the bed and looked at Song Jihuai, "Husband."
Just after saying two words, the door of the ward was knocked open. The person who came in was a nurse. She was stunned to see that there was one more person in the ward.
Then he walked in slowly and said, "Change the dressing."
As he said that, he gave Song Jihuai a wink.
Su Wanyu raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Jihuai.
Song Jihuai pretended not to see it and said directly: "Just leave the medicine."
The nurse was startled and looked at Song Jihuai, "But..."
"Thanks."
Song Jihuai didn't give the nurse another chance to speak. Seeing how determined she was, he could only put down the medicine and turn away.
Before Su Wanyu could react, she saw her husband's eyes on her. She blinked, "Husband?"
Song Jihuai said to her directly: "I'm sorry to trouble my Wanwan."
Su Wanyu opened her mouth in astonishment and said hesitantly, "I, I can't do it." She had no confidence in herself, and she didn't know any medical skills. "Husband, why don't you call that little girl in?"
Song Jihuai raised his eyes to look at her, his brows slightly raised, "Don't you dislike it?"
He saw it.
Su Wanyu said softly: "But I don't know how to change the medicine either."
This is a big project.
She can't.
"Ouch, that hurts."
As soon as Song Jihuai spoke, Su Wanyu's attention was immediately drawn to him, "Husband, where does it hurt? Let me see!"
Song Jihuai pointed at the wound with a look of grievance, "It hurts right here."
Su Wanyu: “…”
She understood that her husband was just acting coquettishly.
I feel a little helpless. My husband is so old, but he is still like a child. He is so cute.
She had no choice but to do it herself. After thinking about it, she squeezed the disinfectant on the wall to wash her hands first, and then gently removed the gauze on Song Jihuai's wound.
Song Jihuai's wound was not very big, but he still needed a few stitches.
At this moment, when you open it, you can still see the light yellow traces of iodine. In fact, changing the dressing means disinfecting the wound with iodine, applying some medicine, and then wrapping it with new gauze.
But Su Wanyu had never done anything like this before, so she moved very carefully, even trembling a little. After opening the iodine and dipping the cotton swab in it, her hand holding it in front of her was shaking slightly.
Song Jihuai wanted to laugh when he saw the cautious look.
How can the little girl be so cute?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.
It still hurts a little when I smile.
Fortunately, it was a flying knife after all, so hitting it was already quite difficult, not to mention the accuracy and force. Therefore, the wound was not very deep, and it was only because it happened to Song Jihuai that it seemed particularly serious.
"Husband, don't laugh!"
At this moment, Su Wanyu had a stern face, which was particularly serious.
Seeing her like this, Song Jihuai subconsciously restrained the expression on his face and said obediently, "Okay."
Then he also restrained the smile on his face.
Su Wanyu finally got close to Song Jihuai's wound.
Song Jihuai looked at the little girl and saw that she seemed to have held her breath. Her cheeks were a little red because she was holding her breath.
He really wanted to stop himself from laughing, but this little girl was just too funny.
Su Wanyu was really nervous. Before the cotton swab in her hand even touched Song Jihuai, she startled herself and raised her eyes to ask the person in front of her, "Husband, does it hurt?"
She asked very seriously.
Such a little girl really made Song Jihuai unable to hold back, she couldn't help laughing.
How can the little girl be so cute?
"It doesn't hurt."
He replied with a smile, then reminded the girl, "You haven't touched me yet."
Su Wanyu: “…”
This is very embarrassing.
She lowered her head in embarrassment and took a deep breath. She was finally a little braver than before, but her hand holding the cotton swab was trembling slightly when it touched Song Jihuai's wound.
It wasn't that serious originally.
Song Jihuai really felt a little pain.
But it was because Su Wanyu's hand was shaking at his wound.
It just hurts a little.
He was thinking about how to remind the little girl, it was very painful.
But seeing Su Wanyu's serious and focused look, he swallowed his words back.
That's all.
It's great that the little girl is so serious.
What should have taken three minutes to do took Su Wanyu a full ten minutes before she even started wrapping the gauze around Song Jihuai's neck. She even finished by tying a cute bow.
Song Jihuai watched and felt helpless and amused.
How could a little girl act so seriously about something so childish and cute?
This requires a lot of skill.
"It's finally healed!"
Su Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief, clapped her hands, and looked at Song Jihuai, "Husband, how do you feel now? Are you feeling better?"
She looked at Song Jihuai eagerly.
"Um."
Song Jihuai found it funny in his heart, but on the surface he nodded obediently, "Yes, I feel much better now!"
Su Wanyu smiled.
The whole person breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."
Song Jihuai thought the little girl was so cute, and Su Wanyu also felt a little tired at this moment. After all, there was a time difference between the two countries. It was daytime when they set off, and they had been flying for ten hours. Now they were feeling sleepy.
Song Jihuai was very familiar with the little girl and quickly understood.
He took the little girl's hand and said, "Stay with me in the hospital tonight."
"certainly!"
Su Wanyu didn't hesitate to take off her shoes and climbed onto the hospital bed. Song Jihuai's injured arm was on his right arm, so she lay on the left. Then she snuggled into her husband's arms, closed her eyes, and fell into a sweet dream.
Holding the little girl in his arms, listening to her even breathing, and looking at her peaceful and tranquil sleeping face, Song Jihuai felt his heart at peace.
His hands gently patted the little girl's back, again and again, with a great sense of rhythm.
He didn't expect the little girl to come over, but it was hard for him to say that he didn't have such expectations in his heart. The moment he really saw the little girl, his heart was filled with joy.
It feels so good to be cared for by others, especially by his beloved.
He lowered his head and kissed Su Wanyu's forehead in an extremely difficult posture, then slowly closed his eyes.
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