Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiao was shocked, and Ye Qiao also guessed a general idea.

Su Bailang's weak and blurred eyes contained a bit of bitterness, which made people's heart tighten violently when they saw it.

Ye Qiao gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice, "It's not human!"

"Qiao Qiao..." His voice was so trembling that it made people's heart tremble. The former Su Bailang, who was so carefree and carefree, was gone.

Ye Qiao covered him with the quilt again.

He was already so weak that he was almost out of shape, did the Xiao family not feed Su Bailang? !It's only been half a month since I saw her, and she has become like this!

"If you keep burning like this, do you still want your life!"

"I'm going to invite the void."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the person on the bed.

When he turned around again, Su Bailang's thin and extremely pale face was reflected in his pupils.

Shaking his head pleadingly, he bit his bloodless lips tightly.

Begging bitterly, "Ye Qiao...don't...don't let the emptiness come...I beg you, I want to keep my last dignity."

Ye Qiao exhaled tremblingly, her heart ached so badly.

"Okay, don't let the emptiness come, but if you don't look at the doctor like this, you will die!"

Su Bailang lowered his head, tears streaming down his eyes, one hand tightly grasped the edge of the bed, the veins on the back of the hand protruded, and the varicose knots were like earthworms.

It seems that a lot of determination was made to force it out of the tooth bay.

"Please doctor... don't let Kong Kong come over, I don't want all my friends to know that I, Su Bailang, have a bad life, please Ye Qiao, don't let Kong Kong come over, please doctor..."

Looking at his pale face, Ye Qiao's heart ached like a knife was being wrung by a rock.

Quickly reassuring him, "Okay, don't let Kong Kong come over, then I'll go find the doctor."

He got up and was about to leave when Su Bailang grabbed his hand, his clear pupils filled with tears.

Ye Qiao patted the back of his hand lightly, "I'll be back soon."

Until his back was out of sight, Su Bailang couldn't bear it anymore, and tears burst into tears instantly.

He took a deep breath, struggling to lean against the head of the bed, his cheeks were extremely thin, pale enough to make one's heart palpitate, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips.

The thin and pitiful fingers tightly grasped the quilt on his body. At this time, the veins were all over, and he was pale and weak.

After a while, Ye Qiao hurried in with the doctor.

The doctor was startled when he saw the person on the bed, and hurriedly took the pulse and called for a diagnosis, his face became solemn, and Ye Qiao looked terrified at the side.

The doctor got up and was about to lift the quilt covering his lower body. Su Bailang tightly clutched the quilt with nervous and frightened hands, and suppressed a heartbreaking sound from his throat.

Ye Qiao knew that he was terrified now, so she sat on the edge of the bed and tightly held his thin and trembling hand.

"Ye Qiao, I'm cold...I'm afraid."

He held Su Bailang's cold hand tightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here...I'm here."

Su Bailang was so nervous that his whole body was trembling. Although he had a high fever and was covered with a quilt, his body was as cold as falling into an ice cave. His teeth were so cold that their upper and lower teeth chattered. The only comfort was the palm of Ye Qiao's hand. The faint warm current.

After Lang Zhong glanced at it, his face became even more ugly.

Frowning, he asked, "How many days do you dare to ask your husband and your husband?"

Su Bailang was silent for a moment, almost biting his silver teeth to force out a few words.

"day by day……"

Surprised in the middle of the Lang, he asked again: "Then I dare to ask you, how long?"

Su Bailang's body froze, and the flustered look in his eyes made people feel distressed.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and trembled, "I remember... I don't remember clearly... Most of them passed out from the pain... It should be from night to early morning."

Xiao Ce never knew what it means to be sympathetic to the sweet and cherish the jade. Every time he vented his anger like a punching bag, he never listened to his painful moaning and begging, never cared about his feelings, never regarded him as a human being...

During the night, Su Bailang fainted from the pain countless times, and every time he woke up, the person on his body was still there...

It seems that his energy in this area will never be exhausted, as long as he pulls up his pants and leaves when he is happy enough, he refuses to look at him directly.

The doctor frowned and his face was serious, "Looking at the degree of swelling, the wound is bleeding, I'm afraid it will take a while, how can you still have sex after this, no matter how loving, young and energetic you can't ruin your body like this, you don't know how to cherish it Your husband doesn’t know how to cherish his own body?!”

The words "love" and "cherish" sounded so ironic to Su Bailang.

Ye Qiao asked anxiously, "How do I cure him? No matter how expensive the magic herbal medicine is, just prescribe it, as long as it can cure him as soon as possible."

Su Bailang looked at him with tears in his eyes, and the corners of his lips trembled uncontrollably. It's great to have someone by his side when he is most helpless!

Thinking of him like this, tears could not help but fall out, and a bitter and ugly smile was forced out of the corner of his mouth.

The doctor sighed, "I have to put some medicine on the wound. I will prescribe some good medicine, and I will take it while rubbing it. It will be almost healed after seven or eight days, but you must remember that during the period of taking the medicine, you will be fine for a few days." Don't share the same bed again."

Su Bailang was shocked and flustered, "Will... still wipe?"

Lang Zhong shook his head and looked at him, "If you don't apply the medicine, Lang Jun's body will be broken."

Su Bailang gritted his teeth tightly and closed his eyes.

Ye Qiao looked at him with distress, but there was nothing he could do.

The doctor mixed some medicine, and when the quilt was lifted, the scene of the pitiful swollen and unbearable to look at came into view.

Su Bailang's whole body trembled so nervously and frightened, it seemed that even the bed under him was trembling slightly.

He tightly held Ye Qiao's hand, which became his last resort.

The doctor was sweating profusely and carefully applied the medicine. Su Bailang was so painful that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

At first he could bear it, but later he couldn't help suppressing a scream from his throat.

Ye Qiao simply hugged his upper body tightly in his arms, warming his cold body with his body, thinking that this would relieve his pain a little.

Su Bailang drowned in his arms, tightly clutching his robe with both hands, until the clothes on his chest were completely wrinkled.

A cry of pain was crushed intermittently from the depths of the throat.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts!! It really hurts!! It hurts...Ye Qiao, it hurts me so much...it hurts!!"

Su Bailang's eyes seemed to be filled with blood and tears, Ye Qiao's expression was broken, and he hugged the convulsive man in his arms tightly, not daring to look at him.

The doctor was sweating profusely.

As if countless hands were about to tear him alive, Su Bailang couldn't stand the pain that pierced his bones.

"Ah ah ah..."

That shrill cry that seemed to be cut to pieces contained a lot of anger, ignorance, love, hatred and unwillingness.

Even the disciples who were sweeping the yard with a water basin were so frightened that they almost knocked over the water basin in their hands when they heard the scream.