Chapter 1890 Does it hurt?
With a loud bang, the vase shattered and flew all over her forearm, followed by blood that flowed like a river almost instantly.
Cheng Zhiyuan was almost at a loss at this moment.
The suspended heart instantly fell into the bottomless abyss.
He didn't even know how he got there.
When he regained consciousness, he had already hugged the girl who was lying in a pool of blood on the ground, and his hands were almost trembling as he held her bleeding left hand.
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Then his chin was lifted.
The sight reflected the girl's pale face with pain and a pair of red eyes.
She glared at him and asked,
"Does it hurt?"
Cheng Zhiyuan was speechless.
How else could it hurt?
His heart felt like it was stuffed into a meat grinder. He felt suffocated and couldn't even utter a syllable.
Shen Pianxian stared at him intently, trembling as she grasped his scarred wrist and said word by word,
"It hurts me too."
The tears in her eyes finally couldn't help but flow down.
The girl held her bleeding arm and cried out.
After Cheng Zhiyuan finished the call, he hugged her tightly without saying a word.
The girl was shaking all over as she cried, and he began to shake along with her.
It’s like embracing the unbearable lightness of life.
While it was hurting like hell, a soft green grass quietly grew from some dark corner.
Neither rain nor sunshine can make it grow, only love can.
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The private doctor rushed over almost at lightning speed under the order. He was shocked when he saw Shen Pianpian, but the next moment he saw her hand and immediately became serious. He did not dare to be careless and quickly treated her wound with his assistant.
The vase broke directly on the arm, leaving many wounds from the porcelain fragments, some deep and some shallow, almost covering the entire forearm, and some even embedded in the flesh. These had to be picked out piece by piece with tweezers.
As for those wounds that have been cleaned, small ones only need to be treated with medicine, but large and deep ones need to be sutured. In addition, the skin that was hit hard has turned purple, and the doctor also said it would be best to do an X-ray to see if there is any bone damage.
From cleaning the wound to suturing it, and then to applying medicine and bandaging it, Shen Pianpian didn't make a sound during the almost two-hour procedure.
She didn't say another word to Cheng Zhiyuan, and didn't cry when the medicine was applied and the wound was sutured.
When the suture needle pierced her flesh, she just bit her lips with sweat all over her face. She coldly avoided Cheng Zhiyuan's hand when he reached out to grab her.
All the wounds were sutured, and by the time the doctor left, she almost fainted from the pain.
She was not one who could tolerate pain.
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the girl's face, which was as pale as paper, and slowly squatted down beside the bed.
He wanted to hold the girl's injured hand behind her, but he didn't dare to touch it, so he had to put it on the edge of the bed and clench it into a fist.
"sorry."
The voice was extremely hoarse.
The girl on the bed's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not open her eyes.
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at her and continued to speak softly in a hoarse and suppressed voice,
"I'm in pain."
He finally couldn't help himself and slowly reached out to hold the girl's injured hand, then lowered his head and buried it in her palm that was sweaty from the pain.
His voice came out from the girl's palm, becoming increasingly hoarse, filled with extreme pain and trembling.
He repeated,
“I’m in pain.”
Shen Pianpian's palm trembled slightly, catching a drop of burning tears.
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