MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 456 You are a girl, you can cry when it hurts

  Chapter 456 You are a girl, you can cry when it hurts

  He turned his head and looked up, the boy's hand holding the phone by his ear was covered with blood.

   On her excessively white finger skin, it was particularly dazzling.

   Hanging up Guqi's phone, Gong Jiu lowered his eyes and made another call.

   There were several beeps inside, and it was finally transformed into an artificial voice.

No one heard.

   Frowning slightly between her brows, she lowered her hands, a trace of impatience appeared in the corners of her eyes.

  What are you busy with, not even answering the phone?

   But before he could make another move, the door of the ward next to him was opened from the inside, and then several white figures walked out one after another.

   When passing in front of the two, he bowed his head and left.

  Looking up and putting the phone back into her pocket, she frowned and stood up, walking inside.

  Jiang Xiying, who also stood up, greeted the passing doctor, and when she turned around, she saw the boy entering the ward.

"Why-"

  He wanted to say something, but in the end he just clicked his tongue and shook his head: "At least I'll take care of that injury on your hand..."

  At first, he thought it was blood on Jun Gu's body, but when the other party called, he looked closely and realized that it was not blood at all.

  Gong Jiuan was injured on his hand.

  Look at that, it was caused by hitting something hard, and the fist joints were bloody.

   I really don't know how to do it.

   "Forget it, forget it, why should I worry about it?"

   Naturally, someone will worry about this, and he will join in the fun.

  The foot that was about to step in shrank back, but Jiang Xiying didn't go in, but turned around and went to the doctor.

   The teasing on his lips is just teasing. It is impossible for him not to care about his brother's injury.

  In the ward, he was still wearing the pure white casual sweatshirt, but the material on the injured leg had been cut off and turned into a white bandage.

   Wrapped around and around.

  On the calf, a little lower than the knee, the oozing bright red was smudged.

  When Gong Jiuhan came in, the person on the bed just raised his eyes to look at her. The expression on that handsome and unparalleled face was very indifferent, and there was a slight change at the moment when Dudu met her gaze.

   Meat under your feet.

   She moved her jaw slightly, and her eyes were on his legs.

"you-"

   As soon as the lips moved, they were interrupted.

  The man who was half leaning on the hospital bed looked at her, raised his hand and lowered his hook, and called her with a bit of laziness and no doubt.

"come over."

  The words in the throat disappeared, Gong Jiu pursed his lips silently, and walked over.

   When she stood in front of the bed, she lowered her eyes and saw that on the bedside table, all the medical instruments for treating wounds were still there.

   Pulling over the chair and sitting down, the thin hair on the boy's head fluttered in a tiny arc in the air.

  The person on the hospital bed got up, his slender legs were hanging in front of the bed, and the bandaged wound broke into Gong Jiu's drooping eyes. When she raised her eyes, he was already facing her directly.

  There was no sign of injury on that face, and when she looked at her, there seemed to be vast stars hidden in her eyes.

   Vast and boundless, bottomless.

  He stretched out his hand, picked up one of the utensils on the cabinet, looked at her lightly with his eyes closed, and said in a voice like jade:

   "Give me your hand."

  The fingertips that were randomly put into her pocket curled up, Gong Jiu remained silent.

  Jun Gu looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows.

  Just the legs hanging on the edge of the bed swayed slightly.

  He paused for breath, and glanced at the man's red-stained legs. The young man felt a little weak from his condescending gaze, and finally took his hands out of his pockets.

   put it in front of him.

  Her hands are very nice. Even though her appearance is too disguised and indistinguishable, her body still has a very soft beauty.

   Just like these hands, as long as jade.

  It's a pity that at this moment, on these hands, the dark and sticky color covered has long since solidified, and the color is faintly dark, and on the fist joints, the skin that has melted into the blood scabs makes different arcs.

   His face sank sharply, and the things in Jun Gu's hands were put back heavily by him, making a crisp sound on the cabinet.

  The corners of her eyes twitched, Gong Jiuhan was probably thinking that she just had a little skin on her hand, why is she so angry?

   "In such a big hospital, I don't know how to find someone to deal with it first. I'm so stupid."

   His words were full of disgust and anger, but his hands kept moving. He took the tweezers, pinched them on the boy's wrist, and leaned over to pull him closer.

   "You are still the lord of a clan, can your ability to injure yourself at every turn be better?"

  Mingming's face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and his tone seemed a bit fierce, but the movements that landed on Gong Jiu's wound were gentle.

  Picking out the crumbs stuck in the flesh and blood bit by bit, he looked very serious on his drooping face.

  When fresh liquid seeped out, the arc between his furrowed brows deepened, his pale and thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and he seemed in a very bad mood.

  It seems that this small wound on her hand hurts more than his leg bone pierced by a bullet.

  The young man looked down at him, with the tails of his eyes lowered and hooked, and he didn't move, very obedient.

  When changing cotton swabs, Jun Gu glanced at the boy's obedient appearance inadvertently, and paused.

   My heart throbbed violently.

  He remembered that the little sister of a relative's family used to hold the wound that healed in a moment because the kitten scratched her hand, and shed tears of pain like beads.

  But their dumb, no matter how deep the wound was on his body, he couldn't even find a trace of pain on his face.

  Calm as if, every time she is injured and bleeds, it is not herself.

  Dip it in alcohol and gently wipe it on the back of the boy's **** hand. Beads of blood kept coming out, and then quickly melted into the alcohol and spread in all directions.

  Jun Gu lowered his eyes, and there was a dark color in his eyes that no one saw: "Who taught you, no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it?"

   "You are a mortal body and a girl, you can cry when it hurts, and no one will laugh at you."

  Boom—

  The young man who had been staring at him trembled slightly, and his eyelashes moved slightly.

   Eyelids dropped and closed, and something surged in Gong Jiu's nasal cavity.

   "I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

   "I'm just," she said, her expression was very calm, but she stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

  During the pause, her lips moved. After thinking silently, Gong Jiu spit out what she thought was more appropriate: "I'm just used to it."

  Wrapped the bandage unhurriedly, Jun Gu's movements were very light and slow, and at the end, he tied a beautiful knot between the opponent's slender wrists.

  He raised his eyes to meet the young man's wanton eyebrows.

  He stretched out his hand and stroked lightly between her eyebrows full of youthful wildness, like caressing and hooking.

   "This is a bad habit."

  He sat on the edge of the bed, bent over, stretched out his hand to hook the back of the teenager's neck, and pressed his forehead against hers.

  The skin of the two of them rubbed lightly, and then quickly pulled away.

   "With me, you always have the right to cry out for pain."

  When Jun Gu Weiqing looked at her, the tails of his eyes were full of elegance.

  From the first time they met, Gong Jiuan knew that this man's eyes were bewitchingly beautiful, under the noble air, he was profound enough to confuse people.

  When he looks at you seriously, it will give you a weird illusion.

  As if, you are the love of his life.

   People will fall into it if they are not careful.

  She wanted to speak, but her lips moved, but no sound came out.

   In the end, he just missed that gaze.

   "Does God know that his eyes are deceiving?"

   Gritting his back molars, his emotions were complicated for a moment, Jun Gu raised his eyebrows, and asked back: "Our dumb is so smart, will we be fooled by me?"

  Are we dumb?

   Glancing at him, Gong Jiuhan's temples protruded, but his face was indifferent.

   It’s really just to open a dyeing workshop if you give some color.

  At this moment, the phone in her pocket rang. She made a gesture and stood up to go out, but stopped at the moment she reached into her pocket to take out the phone.

   Looking down, her hands were directly wrapped with bandages.

   At first glance, it looks like a mummy amputated.

  Gong Jiuyin: …

  She exhaled, spread the mummified hand in the sight of the culprit silently, and raised her eyebrows when the person who was lying back on the hospital bed raised his legs.

   Ask seriously: "What's the matter, is the package not good?"

   She almost laughed angrily.

   "Gu Shen's tricks, people who don't know, think that my hands are not far away."

   "It can be regarded as a muscle injury, so it just makes people pay more attention."

  His thin mouth curled into a lazy smile.

   With a tut, the little ripples that had been stirred up by this person turned to ashes in an instant.

   Stretching his hand forward, Gong Jiu murmured: "Untie it."

  The person lying back turned over, leaving only the back of her head.

   "I don't understand."

  The tip of her tongue was pressed against the inside of her lips, Gong Jiuhan nodded her chin, then she would do it by herself.

  Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned his head to look at her as if he had eyes behind his back, and narrowed his eyes: "You don't understand."

  Those who don’t take good care of themselves should be taught a lesson.

   There was a pause.

  Gong Jiuhan didn't give up because of this man's teasing words.

   It's because she really can't untie this terrible bandaging method herself.

  She whispered, half teasing, half half smiling:

   "It's not that I'm mad at Gu Shen, and Gu Shen will be mad at me sooner or later. After all, none of us are seeking benefits."

  With stiff hands, he took out the phone from his pocket, Gong Jiu pressed the answer button with great effort, turned around and walked out.

  Looking at the back of the young man with a gloomy face, he clumsily took out his phone from his bag and left, Jun Gu put his hands on the back of his head.

  It is not obvious on the face, but the corners of the mouth are quietly raised.

  They are dumb, and have learned to joke with him.

   Gong Jiuan who went out met Jiang Xiying who was about to go in outside the door.

   "Why did Jiuhan go?" He tilted his head to look: "Who wrapped your hand? Oh, and tied a bow? This doctor has something!"

  He pouted again:

   "But it's really not very pretty, it's ugly and ugly."

   Inside, the smile on the corner of Jun Gu's mouth disappeared instantly.

   Turning his head and glanced inside, Gong Jiu couldn't stop laughing in his heart.

  Using someone's claws that were entangled in a bad shape, oh no, he patted Jiang Xiying's arm with his hand.

Poker face.

   "The young man is brave."

  Dare to complain about the works of the young fighting king and the prince of the Jun family in Beijing.

   Then, under Jiang Xiying's confused gaze, she walked into the corridor holding her mobile phone.

  The moment he turned his head and lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold:

"Hello-"

   Since I’m going home, Meimei went to collect her luggage! In addition, the content has been changed several times, and the update is late. Are my babies asleep?

  (end of this chapter)