What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

After the targeted research, he took a few mouthfuls of the lunch prepared by Ning Qiang, and Aoki Division was sent to the hospital by Songshanyan.

After greeting the nurse who was already acquainted in front of the nursing room, Aoki Tsukasa opened the door and walked into the ward.

Qiu was lying on the bed, snoring lightly, hugging the quilt, and beside him was a little black rabbit doll.

Aoki Secretary walked in cautiously, and sat down beside the hospital bed.

Looking at Qiong who was peacefully taking a nap, Aoki Division showed a faint smile.

Taking out his mobile phone and turning it to silent, without waking up Qiong, Aoki began to browse the news on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, the Internet at this moment was completely calm, Aoki Si frowned slightly, and searched the Internet carefully, but could only find a sound of bragging about himself.

""A shocking kick is praised, and the young general becomes famous in one battle.""

""This is not making a movie, the big devil turned out""

""Secretary Aoki? No, Great Demon King Aoki!""

Seeing the news full of praises for himself, Aoki Division frowned even more strangely.

He has not forgotten the strange reporter from yesterday.

Could it be that Songshanyan has already dealt with it?

Aoki Division hesitantly sent a text message to Song Shanyan, and after a short while, Song Shanyan's reply did not relieve his doubts, on the contrary, his doubts became heavier.

Song Shanyan's reply probably only said that he would handle the issue of public opinion well, and Aoki Si didn't need to worry - but he didn't say that he had already handled the matter.

Probably still in process?

The guy gave up?

Aoki Si thought for a long time, but he couldn't get an answer. He sighed, and there was always an ominous premonition in his heart, but all he could do at this moment was to wait for the soldiers to come to stop him.

"Well……"

Beside him, there was suddenly a soft whisper from Qiong, Aoki raised his head and looked up, Qiongzheng rubbed his eyes in a daze, turned over from the bed, looked at himself with unfocused eyes, stretched out his hand Come, waved towards himself, as if confirming whether it was a dream or real.

Aoki Si raised the corners of his mouth and stretched out his hand for her to grasp. Then Qiong blinked in confusion, and his eyes gradually became sober: "Si?"

"Are you awake?" Aoki Si watched her let go of her hand as if getting an electric shock, his cheeks turned red, and he couldn't help laughing: "This is not a dream."

"I, I know. Stupid." Qiong turned his face away, propped himself up, sat up against the head of the bed, stuffed the little bear beside him under the quilt, and regained his composure: "Yesterday's game was very beautiful. .”

"Well! I can't let Qiong worry about it after I get hurt." Aoki Si smiled, but seeing Qiong's face was still sullen, but he couldn't help but blushed again, and it was very interesting to see her shy look .

Qiong puffed up his mouth slightly: "Then we must work harder today."

Hearing this, Aoki Secretary scratched his head in embarrassment - he has [-]% confidence in victory.But it's hard to say whether he can win cleanly and beautifully like yesterday.

"Okay." But Qiong agreed.

Qiong nodded, thinking of something, his expression suddenly became happy: "The nurse said, I will be discharged from the hospital in three days."

"Really?" Secretary Aoki was also a little happy: "The doctor said before that we have to wait for a while?"

"Well! The doctor said I recovered very quickly."

Qiong raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that he would go home soon, he couldn't help but become lighthearted, and he didn't even sound downcast when he said self-deprecating words: "Maybe the body has long been used to how to heal, so I don't know for sure."

Aoki Si stretched out his hand and rubbed her head with a bit of distress, then squinted his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab her small chin, and stared at her face carefully: "Didn't you wash your face today?"

Qiong blushed when he heard the words, turned his head and broke away from Aoki Si's frivolous movements, and whispered: "The nurse won't let me move around."

"It's only five steps to go to the bathroom!" Qing Musi looked at her dumbfounded.

But Qiong spoke righteously: "The doctor said that in order to ensure that the postoperative wound will not burst, it is best not to move."

But aren't you about to heal?

Aoki Si looked at her helplessly, and sighed: "I really can't do anything about you."

Said, Aoki Division got up and walked into the bathroom in the ward, fiddled with it for a while, took a plastic basin filled with warm water, put it on the cabinet next to the bed, rolled up his sleeves: "Hey, come here, even hair I also washed it, and my hair is a little oily, didn't the nurse wash it for you?"

Qiong lowered his head awkwardly, and opened his mouth: "Just wash your face."

How could it be that the nurse didn't call her, it's just that Qiong didn't want to move.

A bald head like Si must not understand how troublesome it is to wash long hair!

"Good." Aoki put the water basin on the chair, looked at Qiong with undeniable eyes, turned around and went to the bathroom to get towels and toiletries and put them on the table, stood beside the chair and extended his hand to Qiong.

Qiongmo adjusted his lying posture, carefully placed his head on the side of the basin, Aokiji supported her neck, and soaked her long hair into the basin.

The long silver hair was like a silver flower blooming in the water basin. Qiong squinted his eyes and bit his lower lip, not knowing what he was thinking.

Aoki Si supported her back neck with one hand, let her rest on his palm, and slowly washed her long hair with water with the other hand.

"Persist, I'll give you shampoo." Aoki Si let Qiong gently lean his neck against the edge of the plastic basin, turned around and brought the shampoo, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and held her little head, Rub carefully.

It has to be said that the difficulty of cleaning long hair is indeed beyond Aoki's imagination - just the process of squeezing the shampoo, repeated three times, this amount is for Aoki who can wash his hair once only with facial cleanser For the company, it simply refreshed the world view.

Uh, it turned out that it was really so troublesome.

Aoki Si was busy sweating profusely, and finally washed Qiong's head clean, wrapped her long hair with a towel, Qiong sat up consciously, and wiped it with the towel.

Just rubbing it, she pouted helplessly: "Si...foam."