be with you. "

Kuang Mu understood the meaning of Ji Xiaohuan's words, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Ji Xiaohuan, but Ji Xiaohuan didn't look at him.

Kuang Mu's cheeks bulged and bulged, and his heart was sore that it was about to burst. He took a desperate breath to endure the sore nose, but in the end he couldn't take it anymore. He snorted and lay down on the bed, wrapping the quilt I covered myself tightly, the white quilt was slightly undulating like a little bun, and it was still rising and falling, I don't know if I was crying again.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and the nurse from the morning came in, holding a tube of white ointment in her hand and said, "This is the ointment that Dr. Wang asked to take, it can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, do you know how to use it? "

Kuang Mu curled up and lay on the bed without speaking or responding.

The nurse thought he was asleep, so she lowered her voice and began to explain in Ji Xiaohuan's direction.

"Apply a little more to the palm of your hand and rub it on the bruised area for at least 10 minutes until the paste turns into oil and the skin starts to feel hot. Didn't he hurt his waist and ankle? Just rub these two pieces It’s fine, rub it at least twice a day, oh yes, especially on the waist, he definitely can’t apply it himself, and needs help.”

After finishing speaking, the nurse handed the things in her hand to Ji Xiaohuan: "Here, you can paint him."

The author has something to say: I started working overtime at the end of the year. I originally wanted to update earlier today, but it was too late to code when I came back at night. The tentative update time is [-] o'clock every night. Try to write as much as possible.

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