Heart attack

Chapter 44 Itchy Legs
Tang Hong also touched the pattern of the butterfly, and asked with some interest: "Do you like butterflies?"

"It's not too bad." Sheng Yan frowned, and opened the corners of his eyes, "You don't like it?"

Tang Hong also thought about it for three seconds, "It's not too bad, but if it scares me, I will be scared."

Sheng Yan didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly lowered his head and smiled slightly.

The sword eyebrows are flying horizontally, the peach blossom eyes are light and affectionate, charming, the corners of the mouth are hooked, and the lips are alluring.

She turned her head to look at him in bewilderment, burst into a smile, and fell into the warm pool, unable to struggle.

The shadow under the street lamp is thin, and when the light hits, the shadow falls behind. This street is brightly lit, and it is a bar street. Many things are stacked and crossed together, and the lights appear to be red and green.

Standing in front of the light and shadow, Sheng Yan inevitably fell into the hustle and bustle, as if the mundane things finally caught up with him, he no longer looked alone, like an ordinary man.

Tang Hong also felt the beating of his heart, his throat and eyes were dry, he was thirsty, no amount of saliva could be swallowed, and his body was so weak that he couldn't hold on.

She thought of a scene from a movie, she had forgotten what the story was about, but the main character had the same scene.Just like that at this moment, staring at each other quietly, all the air around is keeping them company.

They have no feudal status requirements, no definite boundaries between boyfriend and girlfriend, but they have inevitably moved each other.

"Tang Hongyi." Sheng Yan said suddenly, choking all the thoughts in her mind.

Tang Hong also asked, "What?"

"The car is here." Sheng Yan said.

"……Oh."

At the Second People's Hospital, the doctor simply bandaged Sheng Yan's hand and said slowly, "Young man, luckily your hand is not seriously injured. If it is more serious, it may puncture a blood vessel."

The doctor printed out the medical form and said, "Here, just go and get the medicine. Don't get your hands wet. Be careful when taking a shower. Use your hands lightly to prevent the wound from opening again. Just remember to change the medicine every day."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Tang Hong also took the list, Sheng Yan stood up and put down the rolled up shirt, "Wait a minute, she wiped her hands too."

The doctor glanced at her and smiled, "Young man, just rub some disinfectant on your girlfriend's wound. There's no need to make a fuss. If you walk slowly, the wound will heal."

Several interns covered their mouths and laughed secretly, laughing so hard that Tang Hongyi's face turned red, so tender that he could bleed.

Sheng Yan's eyes were light, and he glanced at Tang Hongyi, the corners of his mouth curled up to suppress the lightness of his eyebrows, "It's not a girlfriend, thank you doctor."

The doctor said: "So it's husband and wife, you're welcome, go get the medicine quickly."

"it is good."

After taking the medicine and checking the list, Tang Hong also walked quickly and strode out of the hospital gate.

She was still brooding about tonight's bastards, she was too cheap for those bastards, she puffed her head, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

This is uncomfortable, and the doctor's ridicule.

Turning around, Sheng Yan fiddled with the gauze on his hand with his head down. The injured hand was his right hand, and it was inconvenient to touch the phone now.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, and Sheng Yan reached out to touch it, the movement was not beautiful and a little clumsy.

Tang Hong also tilted his head, not knowing that his mobile phone was in his trouser pocket, and he was a little puzzled by this, "Are your legs itchy?"

feast:"……"

That's probably the end of society's death.

He raised his eyelids and smiled helplessly, "Mobile phone."

Tang Hongyi's eyes trembled, and she couldn't describe her current mood. She actually felt that someone like Sheng Yan would make silly moves because of itchy legs.

The boss is holding back his fart, okay?

"Oh." Weak, Tang Hong could no longer face the characters of the feast.

The feast didn't take out for a long time, so I had to stretch out my right hand to take it, but she grabbed it before reaching in.

(End of this chapter)