Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

But the phrase "a husband and wife" touched her heartstrings.

Yes, she and Si Moli were husband and wife and slept together.

As the saying goes...a day brings a couple a hundred days of kindness.

Liang Nianhe couldn't resist him in the end, so he squatted down obediently and opened the medicine box.

Si Moli taught her methodically, what medicine to take first, how to use it, and how to handle it. He was very skillful and comfortable, and it was obvious that he was very experienced.

She couldn't help but said: "You have so much experience and have been injured many times. Si Moli, why didn't those people succeed in killing you?"

"No one can take my life unless I am willing to give my life to him."

"Oh."

Liang Nianhe responded perfunctorily, dipped a medical cotton ball in iodophor, and began to wipe the wound.

She knew how painful it would be. When she was naughty and fell down when she was a child, when she went to the clinic to treat the wound, she cried out in pain as soon as the medicine touched her skin.

Si Moli's injury now was much more serious than a fall.

But he remained silent, as if unconscious.

No matter how Liang Nianhe wiped or did it, he remained quiet.

Liang Nianhe looked up at him and found that he was looking at her.

When their eyes met, he asked: "What are you watching me do? Pay attention."

"Aren't you in pain?"

"pain."

Liang Nianhe was startled: "Then why didn't you shout?"

"What's the use of shouting." Si Moli replied, "Do you feel distressed?"

"will not."

"That's it." He said calmly, "If you feel distressed, I will shout right away."

Liang Nianhe didn't answer his words, but the movements of her hands became much gentler.

She still didn't want him to feel pain.

However, if he moved lightly, the scabbed blood could not be wiped clean. Slowly, fine beads of sweat appeared on Liang Nianhe's forehead.

"It's okay." Si Moli said, "Just handle it normally. This little pain is nothing."

Liang Nianhe still didn't dare to take action.

Unexpectedly, he reached out directly, held her hand, and pressed the cotton ball down hard.

"what!"

Si Moli didn't shout, but Liang Nianhe did.

It seemed to hurt her.

He laughed softly: "It's okay, it really doesn't hurt."

Liang Nianhe glared at him, how could he still laugh?

"It seems that the pain is on my body, but actually...it also hurts on your heart." Si Moli said, "Liang Nianhe, I will always remember tonight, forever."

Under his guidance, Liang Nianhe slowly but carefully bandaged his wound.

Gauze was wrapped around Si Moli's palm, layer after layer.

Liang Nianhe said that he wanted him to die and didn't care about him, but he wrapped the gauze very thickly, making it bulging like a rice dumpling.

"Okay." She took back her hand, "This is the only level I have."

"It's enough, not bad."

Si Moli raised his hand and slowly admired her "work".

This hand blocked a knife for her, it was worth it.

If Liang Nianhe was injured tonight, Si Moli couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Liang Nianhe also took a look and complained: "Crazy."

I have never seen someone who almost lost one hand and still be in such a good mood.

Brain problem!

"From now on, I have to work hard to change my dressing and treat my wounds every day." Si Moli said, "This way I can recover faster."

She was a little surprised: "What? Me?"

She went into battle tonight temporarily, panicked and unsure, and finally ended it, but Si Moli said...