"Let me go...it hurts so much...do not touch me..."
A slightly crying voice came from his arms. Zhang Shaoliang looked down and saw a delicate little face with tears buried in his arms. His slender eyelashes were stained with crystal tears, trembling slightly, as if at any time.
It was about to fall off, and his slightly frosty little mouth was clenched tightly, as if he was enduring great pain. Zhang Shaoliang instantly felt a little pulled at a corner of his heart.
It felt strange, but when his eyes fell on her bloody appearance, he didn't care about it and quickly put her on the ground and said to Qing'er: "Go and call the doctor, get more injuries."
The medicine comes."
"Oh, OK..."
Qing'er next to her was so scared that she was almost stunned. When she heard Zhang Shaoliang's orders, she came to her senses and responded quickly, while not caring about her eldest lady's demeanor, she immediately ran out the door.
"Hey! What poison did you get? It hurts so much that you want to commit suicide?"
Zhang Shaoliang sat on the edge of the bed, holding Luo Ling's thin wrist in his hand. Looking at the terrifying scars, he couldn't help but make a "tsk tsk" sound, and then pulled off the corner of his robe and bandaged her.
The wound should be temporarily stopped before the doctor comes.
"Yu...save me...it hurts so much..."
Luo Ling was so painful that she was unconscious that she suddenly grabbed Zhang Shaoliang's hand and held it tightly in her arms. Cold tears fell on the back of his hand, which made him stunned.
"Hey, don't recognize the wrong person. I'm not your lover. I'm a passerby. Hello, what's your name?"
Zhang Shaoliang smiled and raised his other hand to greet Luo Ling. Sadly, his words and actions were not the same redundant, because Luo Ling couldn't hear them at all, and he still held his hand and called him...
…
Playing the piano against a cow... a few words suddenly flew out of my mind...
"Forget it, for your poor part, I'll take advantage of you, but I'll say it's ahead, I have to pay it back when you're done, do you know? I don't like that people owe me the most
Now, I won’t be able to sleep!”
Zhang Shaoliang lay on the edge of the bed, and Luo Ling tightly pulled one hand into his arms. He freed up his other hand to support his head, squatted on the edge of the bed and looked at her.
"Tsk tsk... It's really a sign, I just don't know what it looks like when I open my eyes. Uh, maybe my eyes are very small, but I'm not pretty at all. Uh, maybe I'm a blind man... What am I thinking about
!”
Just as Zhang Shaoliang was talking to himself to the unconscious Luo Ling, a white shadow suddenly flashed in from the door. When Zhang Shaoliang looked up, he happened to meet Yuwen Haoyu's face with a gloomy face.
As soon as Yuwen Haoyu entered the door, he saw the two people with slightly ambiguous postures. His movements stopped, and his face immediately showed chills. His steps were firm and he walked slowly towards the bed, with his eyes cold and staring at Zhang Shaoliang.
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Zhang Shaoliang looked at Yuwen Haoyu who suddenly "break in", but soon he looked at him freely and returned to his sloppy look. He had no sense of embarrassment at all, and looked at him with a shameless look.
Yuwen Haoyu, even, seemed to have a faint sense of provocation in his eyes.
If Cao Shichen saw this, he would be reluctant to pull off the shoes on his feet and suck it on the face that he deserved to be beaten. It would be ungrateful.