Self-investment

Luo Yimu's concern was chaotic, and he lost his original calm for a while. Fortunately, Yu Qinghan made a quick decision and carefully cut off Jian Ling's sleeve with scissors. First, he rinsed with cold water, then applied iodophor, and treated the burn on his arm urgently. After that, he drove Jian Ling to the hospital for emergency treatment for further debridement.

Half of Jian Ling's right arm was burned red, and there were three big blisters, glowing with oil, as if they would burst if poked lightly, it was creepy to look at, the tingling pain of burns Dense and sharp, Jian Ling struggled to avoid the burn on his right arm, lay sideways on Luo Yimu's lap, gritted his teeth and endured the hot and unbearable pain on his arm.

It hurts, it hurts more than every injury Jian Ling has suffered since she was a child, and it comes in bursts, just when she feels better, before she can breathe a sigh of relief, the next burst of fiery pain sweeps in like a huge wave , leaving Jianling no room to breathe.

How come the road to the hospital is so long?With her eyes closed, Jian Ling silently went through this section of the road, but felt a drop of cold liquid dripping on her face. She looked up and found that Luo Yimu, who was holding her, was even paler than her. Her face was as white as paper, and even the blood on her lips had faded completely. Her lips were trembling, her teeth were chattering, Jian Ling was distracted from the pain, and finally realized that Luo Yimu was trembling all over. Didn't stop.

Luo Yimu was terrified, really terrified.

Her bright and energetic eyes like a torch all the time have scattered, and fell on Jian Ling's burned arm without focus. Jian Ling was startled, and resisted to grab her hand.

Feeling the movement of Jian Ling who was lying on his lap, Luo Yimu seemed to wake up with a start, and quickly stretched out his hand to her, "Is it too painful?"

The voice that came out was trembling and hoarse, Jian Ling felt sad when she heard it, and tried to pull the corners of her lips to smile, but she quickly covered her mouth.

"Stop laughing."

Another drop of cool liquid dripped into Jian Ling's neck, but it was so hot that Jian Ling shivered all over.

"Call out when it hurts."

Luo Yimu covered his eyes with the other hand, and turned his face away, so that Jian Ling could not see it.

Jian Ling opened the hand that she had already extended to him. As expected, the blood on the palm was all stained by her pinching it out by herself.

Jane Ling sighed, feeling her arm hurt even more.

"It doesn't hurt, Mumu." Jian Ling took her blood-stained hand, pressed it against her face, and rubbed it lightly, "Really, it doesn't hurt at all."

"You don't even think about who I am. I'm Jian Ling. Such a small injury is just like scratching an itch to me. How can it hurt?"

"You know me. I'm the one who can't bear the pain the most. If it really hurts, I would have yelled it out a long time ago. How can I survive until now?"

"Mumu, I don't hurt, not at all."

The more she said, the more Luo Yimu's heart seemed to be cracked, and the pieces fell off, and he could hardly hold Jian Ling's body.

Finally arrived at the hospital, Yu Qinghan helped to register, Luo Yimu took Jian Ling upstairs directly to the burn department, the doctor did a thorough debridement on Jian Ling's arm, bandaged it, and prescribed several medicines, externally applied or taken internally There were all, telling the dosage of each medicine, what foods to avoid during the recovery period, etc., Luo Yimu listened more carefully than Jian Ling, wishing to write down each item one by one, for fear of making a slight mistake.

"Doctor, her arm was broken once before, may I ask if there will be any sequelae from this burn?" At the end, Luo Yimu asked.

She was worried about Jian Ling's body, worried that at such a young age, if Jian Ling suffered from sequelae, he would suffer for the rest of his life.

"No, as long as you take the medicine on time and avoid infection, you can recover well in about 20 days."

"Will it leave a scar?" Jian Ling asked again.

Jian Ling was worried that her arm would not recover as before, because Luo Yimu liked her hand very much.

When sleeping together in the middle of the night, Luo Yimu always took her hand and put it on his lips, kissing her over and over again, until Jian Ling became impatient, smiled softly, and pressed her forehead against her, wrapping her When she kissed her, when she was out of breath, she blushed and praised her, "Mumu, your kissing skills can be mastered."

Even the blue is better than the blue, which always makes Jane fascinated.

Jian Ling didn't want to have scars on her hands, she was afraid that Luo Yimu would always see the scars when he kissed her hands, and would always feel distressed.

"During the recovery process, the skin color will be darker. In the later stage, vitamin E can be applied externally to help the skin recover. You just said that you were burned by hot oil. Fortunately, the oil temperature is not high, which only caused superficial second-degree burns. Otherwise, it will be troublesome. , if it doesn’t work out, I’ll have to have a skin graft.”

Luo Mu's face changed again when he heard this.

Jian Ling knew that she didn't want to hear this, and after thanking the doctor, she quickly dragged Luo Yimu out, not forgetting to comfort her: "Look, Mumu, the doctor said it's all right, there won't even be a scar, haha, I Just know that I am an auspicious person with a natural appearance!"

Luo Yimu said, "Come back to Jinling with me today."

"I don't want it!" Jian Ling refused with wide-eyed eyes, "I finally came to Shangrong County once, and you want me to go back before I have achieved my goal? Impossible! I will never give up until I achieve my goal! Besides, I want you to be a The most beautiful bride in the world..."

She was interrupted by Luo Yimu before she finished speaking: "I'm not discussing with you."

It's just a wedding dress, what's the big deal?Is it more important than Jian Ling being burned?Luo Yimu is very regretful now, she should not have let Jian Ling come, and this kind of thing would not have happened if she hadn't come, it doesn't matter what kind of wedding dress or wedding, as long as Jian Ling can be safe and sound, it is better than anything else.

"Mumu..."

"go home."

"Mumu!" Jian Ling was also a little angry, and pushed Luo Yimu away, "Marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime event, can't you listen to me once?"

"Then let you get hurt again?" Luo Yimu's eyes were red, she looked at Jian Ling's ragged sleeves and the glaring white gauze on her arm, her heart sank.

Jian Ling was shocked all over, unable to speak, and stalemate for a while, then walked forward humbly, approaching Luo Yimu's arms, and then sighed faintly.

"Mumu..." Jian Ling felt the arteries in Luo Yimu's neck beating.

Just as the blood was rushing and beating, Jian Ling suddenly understood that she held a very heavy weight in Luo Yimu's heart.

Much heavier than she thought.

How heavy is it?Maybe it is as important as Luo Yimu's life, so Jian Ling suffered a mild second-degree burn, making Luo Yimu feel like the sky is falling.

"Okay, let's go home." Jian Ling compromised, she smiled mischievously, wrapped her arms around the back of Luo Yimu's neck, and hung herself on Luo Yimu's body, "Go to his mother's wedding dress, go to his mother's big Designers, I'm not rare."

Luo Yimu always reminded her to pay attention to her words when she used to speak vulgar words, but today she didn't say anything, but she felt a little more relaxed.

Jian Ling lazily bit Luo Yimu's earlobe, smiled wickedly and flirtatiously, and said softly, "Let's go home."

"I'm a patient, and I want you to carry me on your back."

Luo Yimu didn't care that this was a hospital, the public, or the strange looks cast by a bunch of strangers, he just memorized Jian Ling.

"Injuries are injuries, and mistakes are mistakes. I'll deal with you when I get back." Luo Yimu said with his back behind her.

Jian Ling's heart skipped a beat, "What mistake did I make again?"

"What do you say?"

"Okay." Jian Ling accepted her fate honestly, "Then what are you going to do with me?"

"What do you say?"

"..." Jian Ling silently covered her buttocks.

It's about to suffer again.

"Then... can you be gentler?" Jian Ling begged with a bitter face, "Mumu, you hurt so much when you hit someone, I already know my mistake, and my arm hurts so bad, seeing how poor I am For the sake of it, why can't you be a little more compassionate..."

Luo Yimu sneered, "If I hit you hard, you won't even be able to get out of bed."

Jian Ling laughed, hey, why does this sound more and more wrong the more I hear it?She licked the corner of her lips, and leaned into Luo Yimu's ear playfully, "Then you can use another method to keep me from getting out of bed..."

The undercurrent in Luo Yimu's eyes surged, and he was about to say something, but when he saw Xiao Tong at the hospital gate, holding the baby in his hand, she stopped.

Jian Ling's burn was caused by saving the baby. As the baby's aunt, Xiao Tong felt guilty and grateful for Jian Ling, but when the incident happened suddenly, the baby was frightened and kept crying. Xiao Tong had to comfort her. Baby, let Yu Qinghan send Jian Ling to the hospital first, and after Xiao Tong comforted the baby, he also took her to the hospital to confirm Jian Ling's injury.

The baby didn't know how long he had been crying. His eyes were swollen like eggs. There were only two slits left in the big eyeballs. He was still sobbing uncontrollably. His nose and face were all red from crying. He looked pitiful. Jian Ling, tears began to fall miserably again, and she said "I'm sorry, sister" while shedding tears, her voice became hoarse, and she could hardly utter a sound.

Looking at this little person, Jian Ling felt so soft in her heart that she asked Luo Yimu to put her down. She walked up to the baby, knelt down, and wiped away the tears on her little face, "Don't cry, baby, It's not pretty to cry anymore."

"Sister, it's me... I hurt you... I hurt you..." Baby's small shoulders twitched, "I'm a bad boy... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, sister..."

"Nonsense, who is the bad boy? Our baby is not a bad boy." Jian Ling scratched her little nose, "I got hurt to save the baby, why did I save the baby? Of course it was because of my sister, I love the baby very, very much! If The baby is a bad boy, will my sister still like you and save you? Think about it, baby, is this the truth?"

"If...if I listen to my aunt...don't run around in the kitchen...my sister won't be hurt..."

"How can you blame the baby?" Jian Ling laughed, "This is a natural disaster. Does the baby know what a natural disaster is? It is a fate that I got hurt today. Even if I didn't meet the baby, I would still get hurt, so it's not the baby. It's my fault." As if to make her words more convincing, she turned her head and pulled Luo Yimu into her camp, "Mumu, you said that this incident is a natural disaster, right?"

Luo Yimu turned his face away coldly, without saying a word.

Jian Ling was right, this incident was an accident, and all the faults could not be blamed on a child, but Luo Yimu just couldn't forgive this child.

She is a small-minded person, so small that she can only pretend to be brief, and Luo Yimu will not like anyone who hurts Jane, even if it is unintentional.

Silence is already the limit that Luo Yimu can do.