In a flash of lightning, Fei Zheng quickly got up and forced to shut down the machine, but the blade still passed the palm of Cheng Lang''s right hand in an instant.

    Rosa and Sushan gasped.

    Xu Qiao''s ear for a moment can not hear a sound, everything in the line of sight seems to have become a suffocating slow lens.

    She gasps to find her mind. In a flash, she sees Cheng Lang''s palms dripping with blood. She quickly takes off the protective gloves soiled by gypsum slurry, grabs his hand, presses the wound tightly, and incoherently shouts: "stop bleeding, stop bleeding things..."

    Feizheng and Rosa are both moving.

    They deal with metalworking machinery all day long, and their emergency response is quick. Rosa carries the medicine box and takes out the clean gauze, while Fei Zheng takes over Xu Qiao''s hand and puts pressure on the wound with gauze, while observing the depth of the knife edge.

    Xu Qiao was worried and said, "is it serious, is it serious..." Do you want to call an ambulance... " Then he took out his coat pocket with his bloody hand and searched for his mobile phone.

    "It''s OK, little injury." Cheng Lang from dull pain in slow God, with his left hand picked up a wet towel on one side of the table to pass, stopped her, "first wipe."

    Xu Qiao took the wet towel and was about to wipe his hand.

    He used his left hand to block her, calm tone: "I said to wipe yourself."

    Xu Qiao was stunned and looked up at him.

    His lips were pale, and his forehead was sweating, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

    "Doesn''t it hurt you?" Xu Qiao''s eyes were red with anxiety.

    Compared with pain, what is more painful for Cheng Lang is palpitation. See her fingers straight to the cutting machine that moment, the heart seems to have a sudden pause for a moment, after a shock, and then beat very violently.

    Under the ups and downs, he couldn''t tell whether the whole body''s discomfort was due to blood loss, or being touched by Xu Qiao and getting sick, or because he was afraid.

    After all, he seldom has the feeling of "fear".

    However, when Xu Qiao saw the moist water vapor under her eyes, the discomfort quickly subsided.

    Cheng Lang smiles, draws back the wet towel and wipes the blood in her palm with her left hand.

    For a moment, Rosa and Fei Zheng felt that they were in a hurry to give first aid like a fool.

    The client is a little too calm.

    "Oh, leave me alone!" Xu Qiao pushed away his left hand, wiped it casually, threw away the towel, saw that the gauze on the wound of his right hand was completely soaked with blood, wiped the corner of his eye, and whispered, "I just wore protective gloves..."

    "That would hurt, too." Cheng Lang looks at her.

    "But it won''t hurt you like that."

    Two people argued two mouths, the blood has not stopped.

    Rosa pulled out the tourniquet again and asked Fei Zheng, "do you need this?"

    Hemostasis carries risks. Improper use may worsen the injury. Fei Zheng shakes his head: "no, first deal with it reluctantly. Go to the hospital."

    Fei Zheng used gauze to make a simple pressure bandage for the wound.

    Cheng Lang told Xu Qiao before he left: "you stay here."

    "No," she said firmly, "I''ll go with you."

    "Don''t you like going to the hospital?"

    "What else do you like or dislike at this time?"

    "Then put on your coat."

    Xu Qiao pulls on a Rosa windbreaker and goes downstairs in a panic. Seeing Gao Rui is not there, she takes the initiative to sit in Bentley''s co driver''s seat and leaves the back seat to Fei Zheng to take care of Cheng lang. then she tells the driver, "go to the nearest hospital."

    The driver started the car quickly.

    Xu Qiao is in the front row, with her heart hanging in the back seat. She looks back at Cheng Lang''s hand.

    "Fasten your seat belt," Cheng Lang reminded her, "and sit back."

    Xu Qiao had to pull the seat belt and become a regular.

    Although the entrepreneurial park is remote, there is a health center nearby. Ten minutes later, Fei Zheng accompanied Cheng Lang into the emergency department.

    Xu Qiao followed nervously.

    After a few steps, Cheng Lang looks back at her and says, "go wash your hands first."

    She shook her head: "I''ll come back later..."

    "Teacher Fei," Cheng Lang interrupted her directly, "you take her to wash her hands."

    "OK, OK, I''ll go. I''ll go myself." She surrenders and asks Fei Zheng to accompany Cheng Lang well. She finds the direction of the bathroom according to the sign and looks back at Cheng Lang entering the clinic step by step.

    In front of the shabby lavatory, Xu Qiao rubbed the half dry blood stains between her fingers and palmprint with hand sanitizer, and her thoughts could not help drifting.

    She doesn''t know medicine, but she just heard about song Mian''s hand nerve injury a while ago. Now she can''t help thinking about it in a bad direction.

    It seems that there are many important tissues in the palm. She has heard similar news reports before. She said that a female college student was cut by a steel tube and was in danger of completely losing the function of her right hand. The doctor operated on her under a microscope and finally sutured the broken tendon and blood vessels

    The more she thought about it, the more flustered she felt that Cheng Lang was deliberately supporting her by letting her wash her hands. After drying her hands in a hurry, she ran back and met Fei Zheng at the door of the clinic."What did the doctor say?" She asked breathlessly.

    "It''s OK. I don''t need stitches, but I need tetanus. I''ll pay for it first."

    Xu Qiao was relieved. Just as she was about to go around him, she was stopped by him.

    Fei Zheng said in a low voice: "the boss is afraid of you. Let me stop you. You just wait outside. As soon as you go in, he will comfort you, won''t he? "

    "Oh..." Xu Qiao shriveled his mouth and nodded, waiting outside the door. When Fei Zheng left, he sighed.

    Fei Zheng didn''t blame her for making trouble, but he didn''t mean to poke her heart.

    She scolded herself in her heart -

    that if you don''t eat, people with a history of hypoglycemia dare not eat well!

    Do you really think you are a fairy who grew up drinking dew?

    People pour eight lifetime blood mold to block disaster for you!

    Xu Qiao sucked his nose and turned around in the same place. After a while, he saw the light blue curtain in the consulting room being pulled open.

    She quickly stepped forward, pulled his arm, carefully opened his palm, looked at the position of the gauze bandage: "is this handled?"

    Cheng Lang still feels a little uncomfortable with women''s skin contact. He usually can''t bear it. But now there is a doctor, so it''s easy to see his illness, so he gives a slight hiss.

    Xu Qiao suddenly released him: "I Does it hurt you? "

    The doctor looked at Cheng Lang strangely.

    When the wound should hurt most, I didn''t see him frown. Now I''m gasping. How about packing? Oh, this is probably a girlfriend.

    The doctor was very insightful and didn''t expose him. He only told a series of precautions about dressing change and taboo.

    It doesn''t take Cheng Lang to remember these things. After all, there was a private doctor to take care of him. But Xu Qiao''s head was in a daze all the time. He didn''t think of this layer. He picked up the notepad on the desk with his left hand and started to take notes with his right hand.

    Cheng Lang didn''t interrupt her. She looked at her anxious movements with a smile, as if she was enjoying some advanced art performance.

    Xu Qiao wrote down a page full of notes and then asked the doctor, "doctor, if he doesn''t sew up the wound, there won''t be any sequelae, will he? Like nerve damage or something. Even if it doesn''t affect daily life or work, it''s his right hand. "

    "Your girlfriend knows a lot?" The doctor teased Cheng Lang with a smile.

    Xu Qiao was not in the mood to talk and laugh at the moment. She said seriously, "I have a friend who has injured his hand nerve. Doctor, you can check him carefully."

    Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face gradually converged.

    When selecting a private doctor, it is necessary to find out, so he certainly knows the reason why song Mian left the first-line hospital.

    Will Xu Qiao have a friend with a second hand nerve injury?

    Obviously not.

    On the new year''s day, song Mian had told her all the things about personal affairs.

    This pair of old friends, who have been seeing each other for a long time, have a deep chat.

    The doctor over there is explaining to Xu Qiao that he didn''t hurt his muscles and bones, and only needs to pay attention to nursing to avoid infection. Cheng Lang, who should have comforted his "girlfriend", is silent, and his face looks gloomy.

    Xu Qiao was finally convinced by the doctor and settled down. As soon as he looked back, he didn''t seem to feel very well. He was stunned: "is it hard?"

    Cheng Lang thought about it and said, "well."

    "Where''s the pain?"

    "It hurts everywhere." He replied without expression.

    Xu Qiao''s heart again hanged: "doctor, you see he said it''s uncomfortable!"

    The doctor''s mouth jerked.

    Little lovers want to sell miserably, go home and sell, OK? This is a sacred hospital. You are not allowed to cheat.

    "If you feel uncomfortable, go out and turn left, get an injection of tetanus and feel comfortable immediately." The doctor sent two men.

    Just when Fei Zheng came back with the bill and said that he would lead Cheng Lang to the injection room, Xu Qiao had to give up negotiating with the doctor and accompany him to leave the consulting room. He walked outside and said angrily, "why is this doctor so irresponsible? I don''t want to have another examination if I feel uncomfortable."

    "Then it''s hard." Cheng Lang nodded faintly.

    The front guide Fei Zheng was stunned. In the blink of an eye, how did the boss change his attitude from "I''m ok, I''m fine, you don''t worry" to "I''m sick, I''m dying, let me abandon myself"?

    Xu Qiao pulled her face and looked up at him: "do you want to change a hospital, or ask Dr. Song to show you?"

    "Oh," Cheng Lang shook his head, "it''s not necessary."

    "Don''t you feel bad?"

    "It''s just normal pain."

    "Then let the doctor prescribe some painkillers?" Xu Qiao thought seriously.

    "I don''t like medicine very much."

    "What about the painkiller injection?"

    "I don''t like injections either."

    “……”

    If it were normal, Xu Qiao would fly up and be an eye knife. The firefight in her mouth would be ignited directly and she would say, "you should die of pain.". But I can''t do that to him today.She said, "what are you going to do?"

    "I don''t know. I haven''t been so hurt." Cheng Lang breathed.

    This tone, sink to have so a little weak and pitiful and helpless flavor.

    Xu Qiao''s impatience, which just rose in her heart, fell down again. She continued to think about ways. She went into the injection room and saw a mother with her son coming for an injection. She breathed on her son''s arm just after the skin test and said, "Mom, it doesn''t hurt anymore." suddenly she was blessed.

    See Cheng Lang''s eyes just fall on the preschool boy, she pointed to each other, asked: "does this work?"

    Cheng Lang''s eyebrows slightly hung: "I haven''t tried."

    "Then try?"

    Cheng Lang Gang is about to nod her head in an indispensible manner, but she suddenly turns to Fei Zheng: "teacher Fei, do you shout to the boss?"

    Fei Zheng and Cheng Lang

    Fei Zheng coughed under Cheng Lang''s light eyes and said, "I can''t do this, I can''t do it..."

    Xu Qiao collected her hair and looked at the crowded injection room. She was in a bit of a dilemma.

    Cheng Lang doesn''t seem to be reluctant. Without saying a word, he goes to the waiting area and sits down.

    But he said nothing, but Xu Qiao felt more guilty, regardless of the people''s eyes, and squatted down beside him: "then I''ll give you a breath?"

    Cheng Lang''s eyes were slightly loose, and he lowered his eyes: "get up, the ground is cool." Then he raised his injured hand, "I''m carrying it like this. Just sit next to me and shout."

    Are you sure it doesn''t make things worse? Xu Qiao hesitated for a moment with his subway grandfather''s puzzled expression when he looked at his mobile phone. Finally, she sat down in the seat next to him, lowered her head to his palm, and puffed at the gauze.

    Cheng Lang "hissed" sincerely this time.

    "Does it hurt?" Xu Qiao stopped.

    "No," he chuckled, "it''s itchy."

    "Is that good or bad?"

    "Good."

    Xu Qiao looked at him and continued to blow.

    The nurse quickly called Cheng Lang''s name. Xu Qiao saw that he was really blown up, and found his own place. Even when he was doing the skin test, he struggled hard.

    In the other window, the two nurses laughed vaguely and whispered: "this girlfriend is a pet."

    Xu Qiao''s mouth is about to clarify his identity. He sees Cheng Lang''s mouth curling high, and he closes his mouth with a sigh.

    Forget it, the most injured, he is happy.

    The results of Cheng Lang skin test showed that there was no allergic reaction. After injection of tetanus, there was no other problem for the time being.

    Fei Zheng, like a two kilowatt old light bulb, was embarrassed between two young people for a long time. Finally he was relieved. He immediately said that he would take a taxi back to the studio and let Cheng Lang leave him alone.

    Cheng Lang nodded with satisfaction, said "hard work" to him, got on the back seat of Bentley, patted the seat beside him very naturally, and said to Xu Qiao outside, "come up."

    Xu Qiao bent over to see him: "I''ll take a taxi with Mr. Fei back to the studio. You don''t have to send me. Go home and have a rest."

    "That will do." Cheng Lang nodded. Before the door closed, he closed his eyes and helped his forehead.

    Xu Qiao stopped the driver who closed the door and looked in: "uncomfortable?"

    "OK, maybe it''s a little bit hot."

    She blinked: "then you get out of the car and I''ll accompany you to the doctor."

    Cheng Lang shook his head: "no, you haven''t eaten yet. Go back first."

    Xu Qiao woke up and said, "well, you haven''t eaten yet. Is your aunt at home?"

    "Maybe. Go back and have a look."

    "Oh," Xu Qiao stamped her feet and sat in the back seat, "come on, I''ll take you back."