her eternal lucky star

Chapter 125 No pain!

Because of a wound on his wrist, he couldn't take a bath for the time being. After going to the toilet, Tang Xiaobao saw disposable toothpaste, toothbrush, towels and so on on the bathroom sink, so he walked over.

Unpacking the package to be used, Tang Xiaobao squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush, turned on the faucet, dipped it in water, and then brushed.

Tang Xiaobao likes to brush his teeth vigorously, thinking that only by doing so can he brush cleanly. As he was brushing, his right hand continued to exert force as usual, when suddenly, the tendons in his wrist twitched violently.

"what!"

"Slap." The toothbrush covered with white foam fell on the marble sink.

Tang Xiaobao leaned against the wall of the bathroom, holding his painful right wrist, his painful fingertips trembled.

After a long time, the pain in the wrist slowly disappeared.

Tang Xiaobao heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the wound was the cause, so he had no choice but to throw the soiled toothbrush into the trash can, then took a new toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it, and continued to brush his teeth with his left hand.

After washing up, Tang Xiaobao lowered his head and opened the door, almost bumping into the person standing straight outside the door.

"Ah!" Tang Xiaobao took a few steps back in fright: "What are you doing... like a door god, trying to scare me to death!"

Ye Mubai pursed her lips, pulled her left hand out, and asked casually, "How is it, does the wound still hurt?"

Tang Xiaobao snorted twice proudly, to retaliate against Ye Mobai for scaring her just now, and flicked the sleeve of the wide blue hospital gown, feeling that the pain in his right wrist was no longer there, so he grinned in satisfaction, intentionally After a few seconds, he spoke again: "It doesn't hurt!"

Yemubai heaved a sigh of relief, and unconsciously tightened the strength of her left hand.

There was silence outside the window, and the moonlight was thick.

Yemubai coaxed Tang Xiaobao to sleep, watched her breathing gradually become shallower, then lightened her steps, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Walking to the window by the corridor, he took out the phone that had been vibrating for a long time from his pocket.

As soon as the connection was made, Carl's thankful voice came from the other end: "OMG, Xiu, you are finally willing to answer the phone!"

Ye Mubai didn't talk to him, and said directly: "How is it?"

"Nothing unusual, the woman went home as soon as she came out of the hospital, but don't worry, she will always show her feet."

"Keep an eye on her." After Ye Mubai finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
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In a senior VIP ward on the sixth floor of the hospital.

After sending Sister Tang away, Su Jianian immediately rushed into the bathroom, took off his clothes, turned on the water of the shower head to the maximum, and poured it on himself.

Immediately soaked all over.

The gauze-wrapped back began to ooze blood.

Su Jianian resisted the tearing pain in his back, took the bath flower and poured the body wash on it, desperately rubbing it on his body.

He frowned, his face full of disgust.

The red blood flowed along his smooth and smooth back, all the way along the slender and straight legs, to the ground, and then was diluted by the water and flowed away.

A faint smell of blood rose from the steamy bathroom.

After a long time, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually disappeared.

Su Jianian came out in a bathrobe, walked to the bed, and saw the phone on the bedside table buzzing back and forth.

A "Y" flashed on the screen.

Su Jianian looked away lightly, picked up a check under the phone and put it in his pocket, then opened the door and walked out.

The entire sixth floor was occupied by people, and he was the only patient. It seemed quiet and empty at night, and there were several men in black guarding the entrances for going downstairs.

　At six o'clock in the afternoon, there are two more~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)