After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

This knife cut very deep, so deep that the skin and flesh were slightly turned out.

The bloody and blurry wound reminded Qiao Yu of some bad memories.

She took a deep breath, moved her hands faster, soaked the cotton ball with iodophor, held the cotton ball with tweezers and quickly cleaned the wound.

She lowered her head and heard the dull pain in the cold above her head.

Just as she was about to raise her head to look at him, a large, slightly cold hand had already covered her eyes, and her thick long eyelashes were trembling slightly in his palm, slightly itching.

It was obviously him who was injured, and he was also the one who was bleeding.

But Qiao Yu's face became paler and paler, and the hand holding the tweezers was shaking unconsciously.

Bao Han realized something.

She fainted.

When she heard Bo Han say, "Just wrap it in gauze and go to the hospital and let the doctor handle it."

Qiao Yu stopped trying to be brave and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

When Bao Hanshi retracted his hand, Qiao Yu saw the bloody wound again, and the color on his face faded.

She moved fairly quickly, wrapping his wound with clean gauze circle after circle. She seemed to be in a daze as she kept wrapping the gauze.

Bo Hanshi looked at her and chuckled: "Are you going to wrap me up like a mummy?"

"I'm just afraid that the blood will flow out again later."

Just like Wen Qing who was cooling down in her arms, the blood on the back of her head kept flowing in her palm. The blood was warm and sticky and could not be stopped no matter what.

She finished wrapping it, tied a bow, and fixed the gauze.

After everything was done, she took out a lot of paper and wiped the blood in the car.

Those scarlet bloodstains were so dazzling that Qiao Yu couldn't ignore them.

She wiped hard, but there were still blood stains in some places no matter how she wiped them... Qiao Yu was very stubborn and kept wiping back and forth on the blood stains.

That movement fell in Bo Hanshi's eyes, making his heart tighten so much.

……

The first hospital, in the emergency room.

The doctor looked at the wound on Bo Hanshi's right arm and said, "How did you do it? Did you meet an enemy? The wound was so deep? One or two tendons were broken. Can you still lift this arm now? You Hold it up and let me see."

Bao Hanshi raised it twice but didn't lift it up.

Seeing how hard he was lifting it, the male doctor said calmly: "Stop lifting it, I won't lift it anymore."

Bao Hanshi's handsome face was gloomy and his black eyes narrowed, "Who do you think won't do it?"

"..."

Male doctor: "Uh...I mean your arm, don't get me wrong."

"..."

Oh, he is very good at using words.

Sit on a stool when it's cold.

Qiao Yu stood beside him and couldn't help but ask: "Doctor, if you injure your muscles and bones, will this arm be able to recover as before?"

"It's not clear. It mainly depends on recovery. There may be slight disability."

"Disabled?" Qiao Yu was frightened when he heard this word.

The male doctor explained: "You just can't lift heavy objects, but your husband is so young, so it shouldn't be a problem. Young people can recover easily."

"He is not my old man..."

Qiao Yu hasn't finished speaking yet.

Bo Hanshi frowned and asked the male doctor impatiently: "Can you cure it?"

"Why is this patient so grumpy? Am I not showing you the wound? It's not easy to get a wife with your temper."

Bo Hanshi: "..."

Qiao Yu was afraid of offending the doctor, so he smiled lightly and explained: "Doctor, he just bled a lot from the wound. He was probably in too much pain, so he has a bad temper. Don't be surprised."

Qiao Yu has a calm temperament and is polite in speech.

The male doctor glanced at her appreciatively and said to Bo Hanshi, "Look at how considerate your wife is."

Qiao Yu stood aside with a slightly unnatural look on his face.

This doctor can really tease people.

"This wound is so deep, it will definitely require stitches, and a tetanus shot. Let's debridement first, and then go to the suture room for a few stitches. Come with me."

Qiao Yu supported Bo Hanshi and went to the debridement room with the doctor.

When the doctor was preparing to debridement, Bao Hanshi suddenly said to Qiao Yu beside him: "Go out and wait for me."

The injury on his arm was caused by blocking the knife for her.

She should have been with him the whole time, "Do you really not need me to accompany you?"

She bent slightly and asked him, looking at him with concern.

Bao Hanshi's heart was suddenly hit, and his eyes softened a lot.

If she couldn't stand it anymore and fainted in front of him, would he need stitches?

This debridement is quick.

Bo Hanshi suddenly said: "Go and buy a pack of cigarettes for me. I didn't bring any cigarettes when I went out today."

Qiao Yushui's eyes widened slightly, she was really impressed, "It's already like this, and you still want to smoke?"

Seeing her shocked look, Bo Hanshi chuckled in his voice and lied without a trace: "Nicotine can relieve some pain."

"..."

Qiao Yu didn't know whether it was true or not. She had never smoked, so she didn't know how powerful nicotine could be.

She believed it and nodded: "Okay."

She was just about to leave the debridement room when Bao Hanshi suddenly grabbed her with his left hand.

Qiao Yu asked: "What else should I buy?"

"Be safe." He ordered.

"it is good."

Wait for Qiao Yu to leave.

The male doctor was cleaning his wound with hydrogen peroxide and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Bo Hanshi's face was expressionless, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

It hurt a little at first, but then the blood flowed more, and the arm was almost numb, and the pain was not particularly deep.

In addition, he himself is not that afraid of pain.

The male doctor chatted with him: "Then you still ask your wife to buy cigarettes. Are you just addicted to smoking?"

Bo Hanshi's eyes darkened, and he finally explained: "She is bleeding and cannot see such a scene."

So, send her away to buy cigarettes.

Half an hour later, Bo Hanshi received twelve stitches on his arm and a shot of tetanus.

Qiao Yu also ran back after buying cigarettes.

Probably because she was walking fast, she was panting slightly: "I ran around the neighborhood and bought the one you usually smoke."

She handed him the pack of cigarettes.

Bo Hanshi glanced at it and realized that she actually bought the wrong cigarette. This was not the type he usually smoked. Most likely, that type of cigarette was not sold in that kind of small shop.

Qiao Yu asked: "Is it this one?"

He nodded and responded, "Yes."

She looked at his right arm wrapped in white gauze, "Has the injury on your arm been treated?"

"After the treatment, I got a tetanus shot. The doctor asked me to sit here and observe for half an hour."

The two of them were sitting on chairs in the hospital corridor.

Qiao Yu asked: "How many stitches were stitched? Are they all done so quickly?"

She just went out to buy a pack of cigarettes, and the big wound was sutured. Did the doctor sew it carefully?

"Twelve stitches, his technique is very good, and the stitches are very beautiful."

He was calm and composed, as if it was just a small wound.

"..."

How dare he stare at the doctor's stitches?

Before Qiao Yu could recover from the shock, Bo Hanshi had already stuffed the pack of cigarettes she bought into the pocket of her trousers.

"Don't you smoke?"

Didn’t he say that nicotine can relieve pain?

Bao Hanshi looked sideways at her and raised the corners of his lips, "The local anesthesia hasn't passed yet, so it doesn't hurt now."

"Did the doctor tell me how long it will take to remove the stitches?"

"At least half a month, depending on the wound recovery."

Half a month... Qiao Yu was thoughtful.

Bo Hanshi thought she was afraid that he would delay the agreement, "Don't worry, you will be free once the one-month deadline is up."

Whether she believed it or not, he would not force her to stay with him this time.

If staying with him would always remind her of those bad memories, he would rather let her go.