Xiaoqingmei she is super sweet

Chapter 49
"I'll bandage you?" Zheng Yuanyuan asked Liu Zhe blankly, pointing at herself, "I've never treated a wound. This is beyond my ability. Are you afraid that I will make it worse for you?"

While gritting his teeth in pain, Liu Zhe cursed himself, he did his own crimes and couldn't live, damn it, it turned out that it hurt so much to dig the wound open, and he almost broke out in a sweat.

Liu Zhe resisted the urge to shake his arm to stop the pain, and looked at her with sad eyes: "Yuanyuan, look at my wound, I still need to stop the bleeding immediately," he raised his hand to show her, "The school doctor is not here, you just take medicine, even if Just wrap it up for me."

Uh, Zheng Yuanyuan found out that Liu Zhe's wound was indeed bleeding all the time. It seems that the wound is quite deep, and it looks like it should be very painful.

Zheng Yuanyuan resignedly helped him sit on the bed by the window in the infirmary, and turned her back to search through the bottles and jars on the school doctor's shelf: "I'll give you a 'vaccination' in advance, and if you give me the medicine later, You hurt, don't blame me."

"No wonder," Liu Zhe sat down on the edge of the bed obediently, looking at her back tenderly: "It's too late to be happy."

The second half of the sentence is so soft that it is almost inaudible.

"Well, where is Yunnan Baiyao?" Zheng Yuanyuan didn't hear the words behind, just looked down for the medicine, and suddenly saw a small white bottle: "Oh, I found it."

To be on the safe side, I turned back and asked this old patient who was often injured by playing basketball: "Azhe, is this powder?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Liu Zhe's warm eyes under the backlight, and the unspeakable tenderness fell directly into his heart, causing ripples in layers.

"Cough!" Zheng Yuanyuan felt a little itchy in her throat nervously, and coughed, unilaterally blocking the ambiguous atmosphere: "I'm asking you something," shaking the small glass bottle in her hand, "This is what you use. Is it Yunnan Baiyao?"

Liu Zhe showed a bright smile, as if he had just successfully picked up this little glutinous rice ball.

Nodding slightly: "Yes," stretching out his left hand towards her, "I leave it to you."

This is not like bandaging a wound. Looking at him like this, he looks like an English gentleman who invites a lady to dance the opening dance at a ball.For a moment, Zheng Yuanyuan remembered the movie "Titanic" she watched last night——

The poor boy Jack, wearing a borrowed sharp suit, waited for his beloved girl Ruth at the corner of the stairs in the magnificent banquet hall, and then, a gentleman stretched out his hand to invite the beautiful girl who was slowly walking down to dance.

"Puchi!" Zheng Yuanyuan held the medicine bottle and smiled sweetly, what was she thinking.

With big smiling eyes, he looked up and down Liu Zhe, who had a colorful arm. How could the one in front of him look like Jack.As for myself, the only thing I can compare with Ruth is my weight.

Liu Zhe didn't understand Zheng Yuanyuan's teenage thoughts, but when she saw her smile, his own brows and eyes were curved, as if he had completely forgotten the pain in his left hand.

"Okay, I'm going to fuck." The gauze was easy to find. Zheng Yuanyuan held the medicine bottle in one hand and the gauze in the other, but walked over with a generous expression of resignation, and breathed a sigh of relief, "A Zhe are you ready?"

I'm about to start wrapping up my debut.

Liu Zhe felt a chill behind his back, uh, why does he feel like a fish on a chopping board, about to be slaughtered?
"That... Yuanyuan," Liu Zhe swallowed in fear, and pointed to the transparent bottle on the shelf: "I have an immature suggestion, can you disinfect me with alcohol before applying the bandage?" Kill the bacteria with poison."

This silly girl didn't really come up and planned to sprinkle Yunnan Baiyao on her dirty wound.

Zheng Yuanyuan, who was really planning to spray medicine directly, froze her progress: "Oh, there is also such a thing as disinfection!"

Liu Zhe silently raised his right hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, hey, there is a little confusion at home, I really can't mess with her easily.

According to Liu Zhe's instruction, Zheng Yuanyuan found alcohol, cotton swabs, Yunnan Baiyao and gauze one by one, pulled a small mobile medicine rack, and pushed it to the window.

"Yuanyuan, you are so tired from sitting and standing." Liu Zhe moved towards the end of the bed to make room for Zheng Yuanyuan.

Zheng Yuanyuan thought about it too, and sat beside him: "Hand over here." Opened the alcohol bottle, dipped a cotton swab, and was ready to start disinfection.

Liu Zhe gritted his teeth "regarding death as home", and stretched his left arm over.

Liu Zhe, who originally thought that he would endure the "torture" next, closed his eyes in fright, but miraculously, after closing his eyes for a while, he didn't feel much pain.

Liu Zhe slowly opened one eye and glanced at Zheng Yuanyuan quietly.

She is gently disinfecting the area around her wound in circles, probably because she is afraid of hurting herself, she is very careful, and when disinfecting the most festering part of the wound, she will gently blow it, as if thinking of this Will it ease the pain a little.

Seeing her thick and slender eyelashes trembling slightly, feeling the blowing of her exhaled breath, Liu Zhe felt his neck start to burn, and the base of his ears also started to feel hot.

"Well, the disinfection is done, does it hurt?" Zheng Yuanyuan threw the cotton swab in her hand into the medical trash can, looked up at Liu Zhe, and just caught his eyes peeping at her and the embarrassment of being caught with a flushed face.

It's very handy for me to tease the little glutinous rice balls intentionally or unintentionally, but it's a bit embarrassing for her to steal her bag and peek at her.

The blushing Liu Zhe's eyes wandered, he didn't dare to look at her, he really wanted to pull his arm back: "That, uh... doesn't hurt at all, um."

Zheng Yuanyuan snickered, it turned out that Liu Zhe was also shy when you were, so you simply sat closer: "Oh, really? Then your face is not red from pain, oh, your ears are also red."

Liu Zhe directly pinched his burning ear with his right hand, and said to him from left to right: "No...no, it's just that it's too hot here."

Just waiting for you at this time.

Zheng Yuanyuan took advantage of his shyness to divert his attention, quickly opened Yunnan Baiyao, and sprinkled it evenly on his wound.

"Ah! Hiss..." Liu Zhe gasped for an instant, this girl didn't give herself any warning.

This effect was what Zheng Yuanyuan wanted, and Zheng Yuanyuan hurriedly took the prepared gauze and carefully bandaged the wound round by round.

Liu Zhe just looked at her quietly like this, looking at her who was only bandaging herself.

The windows of the infirmary were not closed, and the light blue curtains were slightly lifted by the gentle breeze in spring. Under the light and shadow, it was full of youthful warmth and throbbing.

"Okay." Zheng Yuanyuan finally finished, using gauze to tie a bow at the end of the bandage.

Looking at this mature finished bandage, Zheng Yuanyuan evoked a small devil-like smug smile: "Azhe, look, isn't the bow pretty?"

Hmph, tie a bow tie for you, can you still praise him against your will as a straight man?
Liu Zhe looked at his left arm, which was about to be wrapped into a rice dumpling, and then at the bow tie made of gauze. He smiled helplessly, but there was still a hint of sweetness. Even if it was a bow tie, it was tied by the little glutinous rice balls for me.

"It's beautiful," Liu Zhe waved his left arm lightly, feeling a "heavy" sweet burden: "It's just a little heavy." With so many loops of gauze, it's also a little hot.

Enough joking, Zheng Yuanyuan thought of her original intention of coming to Liu Zhe: "A Zhe, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that her expression became serious, Liu Zhe also stopped joking: "Well, Yuanyuan, tell me, I'll listen."

"Before, I said that you were not confident, you didn't trust me, and you blindly blamed you, it was my fault." Zheng Yuanyuan solemnly apologized to Liu Zhe: "I'm sorry, but actually, I should reflect more on myself, myself If you don’t do it well, it will give you so much anxiety.”

Liu Zhe didn't expect Zheng Yuanyuan to say these words: "Yuanyuan, I'm not..."

Didn't you agree that you won't mention jealousy anymore?Why are you still apologizing to me?

Zheng Yuanyuan interrupted him: "No, Liu Zhe, your jealousy, your uneasiness, your coquettishness, and your cautiousness, in fact, all stem from my own failure to fully respond to your feelings. It's an excuse to hurt you." He raised a bright smile, "But now that I have thought clearly, I am willing to promise you first as a future girlfriend."

Future girlfriend?promise?After Liu Zhe keenly captured these two keywords, he was ecstatic but a little puzzled: "Yuanyuan, do you want to say that you promised to be my future girlfriend?"

How is this future deadline to be determined?

"Yes," Zheng Yuanyuan said seriously, and then stretched out the little finger of her left hand as a pull-hook: "I promise you, if you still like me after high school graduation, we will really enjoy love. During these three years, I I will definitely do it for you, um, how should I put it, I will never provoke boys who shouldn’t be provoked. Are you relieved? I will do what I say, you, do you want to stamp with me. "

Ah Zhe, because we still have to be responsible for our own future, if you like me enough, we can make an agreement that we will be together after the college entrance examination.

If it was normal, Liu Zhe would definitely scoff at anyone who wanted Liu Zhe to make such a naive agreement as pulling a hook and stamping a seal, and would throw his sleeves away.But now, facing Zheng Yuanyuan and the promise she made, Liu Zhe felt that this would be an extremely solemn agreement ceremony.

"Of course," Liu Zhe smiled, and stretched out his hand excitedly, "I am willing in every possible way..."

"Hey, wait!" Zheng Yuanyuan seemed to think of something again, clicked her tongue, and withdrew her hand back: "I promise you like this, is it a little over my own strength, plus I suffer a loss?"

Liu Zhe was caught off guard with his hands hanging in the air, this, why did he regret it: "What... what's wrong?"

Ah, why don't I stretch out my hands faster.

Zheng Yuanyuan puffed up her small face and muttered: "Look, you are a school girl plus a school bully, and the girls chasing you can line up from the school gate to the Education Bureau. You don't have to worry about it, what about me?" The "humiliating treaty" for reparations was made by myself, digging a hole for myself.

"Hehe," Liu Zhe let go of his hanging heart, and took Zheng Yuanyuan's left hand with his right hand, and persistently stamped their little fingers together: "Yuanyuan, don't worry, I, Liu Zhe, made an agreement with you, you Every word I utter, I agree with Qing to promise a long life."

Make the same promise with Qing, promise a white head.

Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes filled with heat for a moment, how lucky she was to meet the boy in front of her.

　The pull hook hanged for 100 years is not allowed to change, hum
　　
　
(End of this chapter)