"I said, are you trying to kill me" Han Zimo slowly opened his eyes.
"Zimo, you're not dead" Looking at Han Zimo's bright starry eyes, Su Luo suddenly stopped crying, the tears on both sides were still hanging for a long time, and they looked extraordinarily bright in the dark night under the red light of the fire.
"People just want to see if you will cry for me, I didn't expect you to cry so sadly" Han Zimo winked at her, looking relaxed and happy.
"It turns out that you are playing me, the ghost will cry for you" Su Luo let go of his hand angrily, pushed Han Zimo to the ground, and wiped the tears on his face desperately with both hands.
"Wow, it hurts" Han Zimo fell to the ground, his eyebrows wrinkled uncontrollably.
Su Luo looked at Han Zimo's expression, it didn't look like he was pretending, and hurriedly ran over, turned over his body, and a red and burnt back flashed in front of her eyes.
With just one glance, Su Luo's tears flowed uncontrollably again, "Zizimo" She knew he must be in a lot of pain right now.
"Don't cry, silly girl, I'm not alive and well, come, help me up, it looks like I can't go to the hospital."
Han Zimo was still smiling, reaching out to help Su Luo wipe his tears.
Before they could speak, the fire engine arrived and called 120 to take them to the hospital.
Han Zimo's back was burned with a blur of flesh and blood, and the short-sleeved cotton clothes were stuck to the wound, and it took a potion to tear it off.
Fortunately, it didn't burn the deep tissues of the skin, but it was disinfected, some medicine was applied, and it was wrapped in gauze, and the thick three layers covered the entire torso, and Han Zimo instantly grew into a mummy.
"Doctor, will this leave a scar after it is cured" Su Luo is most worried about this question now.
"It is estimated that there will be a scar, and the size of the scar will not be known until it is removed."
As soon as the doctor said this, the little hope that Su Luo still had in his heart was suddenly extinguished.
"But it doesn't matter, now that the plastic surgery technology is very developed, the scar on the back should not be visible under the skin graft."
Su Luo bit his lower lip, very sad, Han Zimo's burns were so bad, it was all because of her "What is it that a man leaves a little scar, it's not in the way" Han Zimo lay on his stomach on the hospital bed and waved his hand, "Besides, it grows on the back, how powerful" Su Luo patted his hand sadly, "Don't talk, you have a good rest." ” "Doctor, how much do you have to pay for hospitalization" Su Luo turned to look at the doctor.
"Doctor, I'm going to be discharged," Han Zimo said at the same time.
"No, you have to be hospitalized for at least a week, you need to hang water to reduce inflammation, and the gauze on your body must be changed once a day."
Hearing the patient say this, the doctor frowned.
"But doctor, I have no one to accompany me in the hospital" Han Zimo put on a very pitiful look, "I have no relatives, you want me to hang up water in the hospital, how to solve my eating problem, and ah, if I want to go to the toilet or something when I hang up water, how can I go if it is inconvenient for a person?"
"I'll accompany you," Su Luo hurriedly blurted out.
"Okay, this won't be solved, your little girlfriend is really good, you just lie in the hospital obediently."
"Doctor, you're mistaken, I'm not" Su Luo anxiously wanted to defend, but the doctor had already patted his ass and left.
The corners of Han Zimo's lips were raised, and he couldn't squeak with laughter.
"You're still laughing, the doctor has misunderstood, I have to explain" Su Luo said and was about to chase out.
"I advise you to forget it, what do they like to think, you can explain one, you have to explain the second, tired or not" "I can't let them misunderstand like that," Su Luo died in a hurry.
"I said, even if you go to explain, can people believe it in their hearts, we were burned together on a big night for no reason, and you still volunteered to accompany me to change it to me, and I don't believe it" "Yes" "Out of the hospital, who still knows who you and I are?"
Su Luo finally dispelled the idea of explaining, because she found that everything Han Zimo said made sense, and it didn't conform to her usual style of doing things.
Han Zimo was hanging a drip, and Su Luo moved a stool and sat next to him.
After calming down, Su Luo felt a moment of fear, and the raging fire seemed to be still flickering in front of her eyes.
If Han Zimo hadn't arrived just in time, she wouldn't have been able to imagine what would have happened to her, she must have been disfigured, burned beyond recognition, or maybe even lost her life.
However, it was all because of her, but it affected Han Zimo, and when she thought of the bloody scene behind him, she felt guilty in her heart.
"What's wrong" Han Zimo looked at her for a while, this girl was completely reluctant.
"You're like this now, it's all because I'm sorry," Su Luo struggled and finally said this sentence.
"Silly girl, what's so sorry about this."
Han Zimo smiled, "It's good that you're okay." ” "Oops, it's so sour, you can help me rub it."
Seeing that Su Luo still looked unnatural, Han Zimo turned his body slightly.
"Where is sour, I'll help you rub it" Su Luo stood up suddenly.
"Here, and here."
Han Zimo stretched out his hand and pointed to his shoulders and neck.
"I'll help you knead it, don't move around" Su Luo pressed Han Zimo's hand, and then kneaded it with both hands on his shoulder.
"Next to it, well, right there, harder, harder, yes, it's just right."
Han Zimo said it, Su Luo hurriedly corrected it, looking at Su Luoyi's anxious and nervous appearance, Han Zimo lay on the bed and smiled secretly.
"In this way, it won't work" Listening to Han Zimo's instructions, Su Luo changed his angle again.
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"Well, it's okay, that's it, keep it up."
In this way, Su Luo kept beating her back, her hands were almost sore, and she didn't dare to make a sound, and Han Zimo was so happy that she couldn't do it, her heart squeaked happily, and after beating for a while, Han Zimo said that it was not sour.
This night, they were all hospitalized, because Han Zimo had a drip on his hand, Su Luo didn't dare to sleep, and it wasn't until the second half of the night that the drip was taken away, and Su Luo was tired and squeezed into the small bed that accompanied the night and fell asleep.
Han Zimo opened his eyes and got up from the bed, although he had already applied medicine, it was still very painful to move and involve the wound. took a thin quilt from the bed and gently covered Su Luo's body, it was already autumn, and the temperature in the second half of the night was still a little low.
Holding his mobile phone, Han Zimo quietly walked out of the ward, and the moment he closed the door, his soft gaze instantly became cold.
Walking out of the ward, Han Zimo pressed a phone number, only "beeped", and the other end immediately picked up.
"Treat yourself in the way of others, don't let anyone go" A low and cold voice sounded in the darkness, cold without a trace of emotion. 160420oshow7: