If I could go from being friends to liking her before, I should be able to do the same now.
After all, she was still worried about He Zhimo's injury, so Tang Susu put aside these little girlish thoughts.
She looked at him and coaxed him softly, "Let me see the wound. If it's not serious, we can treat it at home."
He Zhimo lowered her eyes, and the girl looked at her eagerly with her wet eyes.
How could he bear to really reject her?
He raised his hand despite the pain.
"Don't move." Tang Susu held the man's arm and then gently put it down.
She got up and ran to find the medicine box, and just as she remembered, it was under the cabinet.
She was stunned for two seconds, then walked over with a medicine box in her arms. She bent down, picked up a pair of small scissors, and cut off the man's torn sleeves.
What I saw was a shocking wound.
The white skin and bright red blood were unbearable to look at.
She felt heartbroken for two seconds, then lowered her head, not daring to look.
After a while, she held back her tears and moved her fingers around his arm, "Does it hurt?"
The man shook his head. "It doesn't hurt."
Tang Susu put on disposable gloves, raised her hand and suddenly pressed the man's wound hard.
The unexpected touch made He Zhimo take a breath subconsciously even though he could endure the pain. However, he remained silent and let the girl swing her arms.
"You said it doesn't hurt!" Tang Susu took off her disposable gloves, her eyes full of heartache, "He Zhimo, if it hurts, come out!"
The man said nothing, his dark eyes looking at her gravely.
Her nose suddenly felt a little sour. How come this person looked exactly the same as before?
Whatever injuries and pains you suffer, you have to bear them all by yourself.
She turned around and took out some iodine to treat his wound. "Your bones aren't broken, but you can still feel the pain. It shouldn't be serious. It's getting late now. I'll go with you to get a CT scan tomorrow."
She hadn't meant to hurt him, she was just checking his wound.
She knew that he could endure the pain and refused to tell the truth, so she could only watch his subconscious reaction.
She lowered her head, and the doctor gently removed the blood scab that had already stuck to her skin with a cotton swab. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked the question in her mind, "Why is my hand injured like this?"
The man suddenly lowered his head, his dark eyes gazing at her gravely. "Car accident. Worried about a friend getting hurt, I didn't look while crossing the road and got hit."
Tang Susu was stunned, and the cotton swab in her hand suddenly slipped.
friend?
Is it her?
He called her so many times, so he was worried about her?
No, she was fine, why should he worry about her?
She lowered her head to pick up the cotton swab, threw it aside, and picked up a clean cotton swab again. "So your friend is okay, right?"
"No." He Zhimo shook his head.
Tang Susu nodded.
She dipped a cotton swab in some alcohol with her slender white fingers and said nonchalantly, "That's good. You and your friend seem to have a good relationship. How many of you have known each other?"
The man lowered his eyes, his dark eyes meeting hers, "46γΉ“."
Tang Susu was stunned and laughed out loud, "How old are you? You're only 46cm tall. Did you meet him in your previous life?"
The man's dark eyes looked at her solemnly, "Yeah, in the last life."
Tang Susu was stunned for a few seconds, her beautiful eyes showing a little confusion.
The next second, the man returned to his gentle appearance and said in a relaxed tone, "It's ten."
Tang Susu was stunned for a moment before she realized that this person was joking with her.
The girl acted angry after being tricked, and deliberately said angrily: "He Zhimo, you actually lied to me!"
The man stood still and did not hide.
Tang Susu raised her hand to hit someone, but when she met the man's dark eyes, she suddenly put her hand down and laughed.
Somehow, the man smiled at her and his brows softened.
Tang Susu smiled for a while, then lowered her head again.
She picked up the dressing and stared at the man's wound without blinking. "Okay, no more jokes, let's take care of the wound first."
The girl lowered her head and bandaged the man carefully bit by bit.
The man lowered his eyes, his dark eyes did not blink, and his eyes were full of the girl.
It was a moonlit night and the windows were closed.
Suddenly, there was a vague ambiguity in the air.
He Zhimo: My wife left me so much behind, I'm so angry and don't want to recognize her. But I'm also afraid she won't recognize me, so I can only arrange everything to be the same as before, constantly reminding someone that I am He Zhimo.
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