Chapter 162 I have always been the one who changed your dressing
Lu Jingzhi looked innocent, not at all ashamed of what he said.
It made Xu Shulou feel that he was too stingy - after all, everyone has already said that he wants to learn his characters. Indeed, this one should not be enough... right?
Xu Shulou didn't know either, he had never done this kind of thing, this was the first time, in the past he was the only one who copied other people's copybooks.
In this way, Lu Jingzhi spent a wonderful and fulfilling afternoon from practicing writing by himself to watching others write.
Xu Shulou had three most obvious stab wounds on his body, one of which was cut on his back.
I eat and sleep on weekdays, and I feel carefree, and the wound is well medicated, but I don’t feel much.
Because of writing with a pen today, the muscles were tense for too long, causing the wound to dehisce.
It was Lu Jingzhi who smelt left and right, smelled the **** smell on his body, and asked with wide eyes, "Xiaobai, did your wound open!"
While speaking, he forced Xu Shulou to put down his pen, and checked him up and down.
Bloodstains were already oozing from the thin summer clothes.
"Don't you feel pain?" Lu Jingzhi asked with a little panic in his eyes.
After all, in her understanding, she is a human being with a clear mind and normal pain perception. After the wound ruptures, the first reaction is to stop the work at hand, disinfect, stop bleeding, apply medicine and take a rest. One-stop service...
It shouldn't be!
Although she didn't fully heal Xu Shulou's wounds with too many abilities, she silently helped speed up the healing every day.
Could it be that something went wrong in one link that caused Xu Shulou to lose his sense of pain?
Painlessness or something, it’s a bit difficult to deal with!
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much." Xu Shulou looked indifferent.
In fact, I really want to grin my teeth regardless of my image.
When the first word on this page fell, he felt the tearing of the wound.
But Xu Shulou has a weird curiosity and desire to win. He just wants to finish writing this page, and talk about whether the wound is not wounded later.
Lu Jingzhi let out a sigh of relief.
As long as you can still feel the pain.
"Hurry up and go back to the house to treat the wound."
Injuries on the legs and arms are fine, but wounds on the back are prone to problems. Back muscles contract and relax frequently, and wound healing is more difficult than other places.
"Scared me to death, I thought you lost the sense of pain." Lu Jingzhi stretched out his hand to grab Xu Shulou's clothes while speaking, and took him back three steps in shock.
Lu Jingzhi thought that he was afraid of pain, so while looking around, he took the small medicine bottle on the table and comforted him, "After applying the medicine, lie on the bed and rest, it won't hurt very much."
Xu Shulou thought, is he worried about this?
"You are a girl, can you be more self-respecting?"
Lu Jingzhi: "?"
WTF?
Xu Shulou covered his chest with both hands, and tightened his belt with both hands, and said solemnly to Lu Jingzhi again, "Please respect yourself."
Lu Jingzhi threw the small porcelain bottle in the air high into the air, Xu Shulou looked up unconsciously, the small porcelain bottle fell in a parabolic arc and fell steadily into the little girl's hand, touching it at her fingertips. It turned around and landed firmly on the palm of his hand, and then he heard Lu Jingzhi say, "Why did you go so early?"
"What?"
Lu Jingzhi raised his eyebrows viciously: "Since I brought you back from the mountain, I have always been the one who changed your dressing."
In a word, Xu Shulou broke the defense.
His complexion changed unpredictablely.
Like eating a paint tray.
(end of this chapter)