Liang Lin is so annoying

Because in the evening, Liang Lin, I, and Zhao Wenli sat together and chatted for a while, and the relationship between Liang Lin and Zhao Wenli seemed to be getting closer.

At dinner time, Zhao Wenli asked if he wanted to stay for dinner, but Liang Lin actually agreed.

Aunt Peipei probably didn't expect that Liang Lin would eat at our house, so she hurriedly added several more dishes.

I stood at the door of the kitchen and persuaded her, "It's okay, just add a pair of chopsticks, do you need to add more vegetables? It's so troublesome."

Aunt Peipei said no trouble, she said that Liang Lin is a guest and should not be treated casually at the dinner table.

I leaned against the kitchen door frame, looked at Aunt Peipei who was getting busy, and told her, "But I don't think Liang Lin is a guest."

Auntie Peipei looked back at me with a funny look. She raised her spatula and smiled at me: "Although you are in a relationship now, it's up to me to say it in the kitchen."

Even Auntie Pepe started laughing at me, and after I muttered twice, she kicked me out of her kitchen.

During dinner, everyone was very quiet.

When Zhao Wenli raised his hand to pick up the vegetables for me, I saw a large cyan mark on the inner bend of his elbow under his rolled up sleeves.

He withdrew his hand very quickly, and I didn't see it clearly at first, until he picked up a chopstick dish for Liang Lin who was beside me, and then I clearly saw the scar on the inner bend of his elbow.

The bruise spread very large, and I even felt that it looked a little swollen.

I bit my own chopsticks, and said with some distress: "Zhao Wenli, the inner bend of your elbow is completely black."

Zhao Wenli was stunned for a moment, and he put down his rolled-up sleeves again. He hummed: "You need to practice more, next time you hit your wrist or the back of your hand."

I was a little reluctant: "But everyone will be like this."

Zhao Wenli said to me: "That's why you need to practice more, otherwise you will still be like this when you really need an injection, and your injection target should really be distressed."

I bit my chopsticks and turned my head to look at my future injection target. I frowned a little uncomfortable when I thought of Liang Lin's whole body covered in bruises and purple patches.

After eating, I am going to hold my human body structure book, and then go upstairs with my small medicine box, and continue to study hard.

I'm too lazy to send Liang Lin away, anyway, he lives next door to my house, and he's just around the corner when we go out, so I don't need to see him off at all, so it's better to use that time to study hard.

I carried the small medicine box that Zhao Wenli had prepared for me and went upstairs silently.

After entering the room, I spread out my human anatomy book in front of the desk, propped my head up and stared at the needle tube I put in the box, and began to think wistfully.

The door behind me was opened at this time, and I knew that the person who came could not be anyone but Liang Lin.

Liang Lin hadn't returned to his home yet, and without turning my head, I said to Liang Lin who came in behind me, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Liang Lin came up behind me, he gently pressed his body on my back, and read my book and needle above my head: "You know it's me without even looking at it?"

Liang Lin's voice came down from the top of my head, I still supported my chin, and said weakly: "Because..."

After only two words, Liang Lin added with a smile, "Because you can hear my footsteps."

I thought it was a little funny, raised my head to look at Liang Lin, and retorted: "I'm not a puppy."

I looked up at Liang Lin, Liang Lin, who was half leaning on my back, kindly extended his hand to support my head, he lowered his head and looked at me with a smile.I opened my mouth and muttered to finish what I said: "Because you are the only one in our family who has no manners and enters the room without knocking."

I just uttered the syllable of the last word, Liang Lin supported my head with one hand, while lowering his head, he kissed me between the eyebrows.

After the kiss, he comforted me and said, "Good sister, don't be unhappy."

Liang Lin's sudden comfort made me feel a little moved again. I stared at him for a long time, couldn't help but pouted, and stretched out my hand to him.

Liang Lin stretched out the other hand that wasn't supporting my head, and he held the hand I stretched towards him.

I held Liang Lin's hand and muttered, "Oh, it's so annoying."

Liang Lin straightened my head, he took my hand and walked to me, then he took another hand and sat on my desk with support, he turned his head sideways and asked me: "Is it an injection or not?" Are you ready?"

I put my chin on Liang Lin's lap, stared at Liang Lin's clothes, and said weakly, "Didn't you see that Zhao Wenli's hand was blacked out by me?"

Liang Lin said: "But when we get injections, occasionally it will turn blue, and it will disappear in a few days."

Liang Lin let go of my hand, insisting on lifting my head from his lap.

I looked at Liang Lin: "Of course I know." I thought for a while, and gave an example to Liang Lin, "Think about it, if your parents' hands were bruised from the injection, wouldn't you feel very distressed?"

Liang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly as if thinking seriously.

I saw his expression as if expressing—maybe he wasn't bothered.

I straightened myself up, leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed my arms and asked him angrily: "Then if you give me an injection instead, which makes me hurt, won't you feel very distressed?!"

Liang Lin's expression seemed to be moved by my example, he lowered his head and grabbed my wrist.

He slowly rolled up my sleeves, and stared at the blood vessels on the inside of my wrist for a while: "My sister's blood vessels are so thin." Liang Lin said and put his wrists together with mine.

I leaned over and stared at Liang Lin and my wrists for a while: "Your blood vessels are also very thin." I became distressed again, "It's not easy to get a needle."

Liang Lin stroked the blood vessels in my wrist with two fingers for a moment, then turned his eyes and looked at me curiously: "If I give you an injection and it hurts you, will you cry?"

I glared at Liang Lin, and deliberately pulled my voice and said, "I won't cry, I will yell."

Liang Lin bent his eyes and laughed as if I was amused by me. He smiled and said to me: "I won't cry, and I won't yell." Liang Lin reached out and patted his chest, "I'm not afraid pain."

"It's strange!" I was not convinced, "No one is not afraid of pain." I think Liang Lin is a fool.

As Liang Lin said, he rolled up his sleeves, and he picked up the syringe box I put on the table and put it in my hand, then patted his arm: "Otherwise, try it, I'm sure I won't I would yell, and I wouldn't even frown."

I refused: "I don't want to learn injections from you. If Zhao Wenli knows, he will definitely scold me."

Liang Lin bowed down, leaned in front of me and reasoned with me: "Isn't it the same as hitting me when you hit Zhao Wenli?"

I was amused by Liang Lin's serious way of speaking: "What are you doing, are you my father too?"

Liang Lin said, "But I'm your boyfriend!"

Liang Linfei wanted to show his identity as my boyfriend, and his arms were almost on my face.

I can only hold the mentality of learning, and try to give Liang Lin an injection very seriously. With the experience of giving injections to Zhao Wenli, my hands are very stable this time. After they are all sterilized, I stare at Liang Lin with a straight face. Vessels near the wrist.

When the needle was slowly pushed in, I raised my eyes and looked at Liang Lin, I saw his brows slightly wrinkled, and after realizing that I saw him, he smiled at me again as if changing his face.

I retracted my gaze, focused on continuing to complete my injection steps, and then slowly took out the needle and then pressed the needle port with a sterile sponge.

I put away my tools, raised my head to care about Liang Lin: "Does it hurt?"

Liang Lin's face was serious: "It doesn't hurt at all."

I stared at Liang Lin's wrist and blew lightly. I thought Liang Lin was such a fool, and I muttered: "I will never give others injections again..."

Liang Lin thought for a while and asked me, "Then how can I be a doctor?"

I took away the sterilized sponge that was pressed on Liang Lin's hand, carefully observed the wound, and found that the beating seemed to be okay this time, I raised my head and glanced at Liang Lin: "Then I will be a dentist!"

Liang Lin let out a chuckle: "Doesn't the dentist need to give injections to others?"

I snorted and said, "I don't care, anyway, I never had an injection when I had a toothache."

Liang Lin sat in my room for a while, mainly for the convenience of me observing whether my injection had any sequelae.

When Liang Lin was sitting on my table waiting, he also enthusiastically asked me to practice on his other blood vessels. I couldn't even roll my eyes, and finally drove him out of my room unbearably, and told him to go back to himself go home.

After Liang Lin was driven away by me, I stared at the book for a long time, and when I reached out to flip the book, I saw my fingers. I paused, raised my hand and read for a long time.

I wondered why I didn't practice injections on myself?

I can practice very well with my own hands, and then I can fight against Zhao Wenli or Liang Lin.

I did what I said and prepared to prick my left hand with my right hand.

When I was young, I was a little afraid of injections. Every time I saw a needle, I couldn't help crying.I took a deep breath, and thought it was a trivial matter. I had an injection, and after thinking about it, it didn't hurt that much, it was just a pain.

After I gritted my teeth and gave myself the first needle slowly, I let out a very long breath.In fact, it is not as painful as I imagined, I think.

After the weather gradually warmed up, we all changed into short sleeves when we went to school.

During class, I sat next to Liang Lin and took notes. I was so engrossed in writing that my elbows almost reached Liang Lin's desk.

Liang Lin, who had agreed with me not to disturb each other during class, suddenly reached out and grabbed my arm.

My hand that was taking notes suddenly stopped, and the stroke that I drew went to a very far place, and I turned my head to stare at Liang Lin.

Liang Lin had a stinky face and frowned, ignoring my previous agreement with him, reached out and grabbed my wrist, staring at my wrist for a long time.

I glanced at him secretly, pulled my hand back vigorously, crossed out the wrong word just now, and re-wrote the notes.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher hadn't left yet, so Liang Lin leaned over to my desk and asked me, "Why are you practicing injections on your own hands?"

My condemnation also sounded almost at the same time as him: "Why are you talking to me again in class!"

After we both finished speaking, Liang Lin immediately asked me in a low voice: "Sister, does it hurt?"

I raised my hand and put it under Liang Lin's eyelids to show him: "It hurts!"

I saw Liang Lin's lips pursed.

I leaned over to Liang Lin's side, pressed against his arm, and whispered in his ear: "Does your heart ache?"

Liang Lin let out a long breath and admitted, "Yes, but my heart hurts!"

I laughed triumphantly: "Is that understandable to my feelings?"

Liang Lin lowered his eyes and touched my hand for a while, then said helplessly, "You don't have to study so hard, okay sister."

Liang Lin raised his eyes and glanced at me: "My mother just asked you to provide an extra guarantee. I can also call for myself."

I refused, "That won't work, I'm serious about everything I do."