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Chapter 396 Wounds
"Besides, I don't really want to hide it from you; my plan is to tell you when Qili recovers."

"This will save you from worrying, but unexpectedly, someone would suddenly rush into the ward and hurt Qili."

"However, Qili has been resting for three days; just after waking up, the doctor said that Qili's wound has recovered well, and she will be able to walk on the ground in a few days."

"Teacher, don't worry too much. If you want to see Qili, I will pick you up right now."

After Zheng Ding listened, "Okay, I see, send me the address of the hospital; I will go there by myself when I have time."

"Okay, teacher, please be careful. Song Yuqing is a reckless girl, so don't tell her."

"Do not tell?"

Zheng Ding drew a long tail, and glanced at Song Yuqing beside him, "She told me about this, do you think she knows now?"

Cong Shang helplessly raised his forehead, "I understand Teacher, please be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Li Juehong handed over the connected hot water.

"It's your people, do you know about Qili?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Li, go back quickly; when the sun comes, you will not have a good life."

Never said it angrily.

"It's okay, this matter is my fault; I'm here to atone for my sins. If she really wants to blame me, I should bear it."

"It sounds nice."

Before entering the house, Cong Shang dropped a light word.
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The wound on her waist and abdomen restricted Min Qili's large movements; she was lying on the bed and swiping her phone.

I never planned to tell her, the teacher already knew; if I could hide it for a while, it would be for a while.Rehabilitation is important.

"Qi Li, what are you looking at?"

The screen flickered, and Cong Shang asked casually.

"When the doctor came before, I asked the doctor that there might be a scar on the stomach." Min Qili touched the gauze on her stomach lightly, and sighed imperceptibly, "There is already a very small scar in the miscarriage. , I can ignore; but, this I really can't."

"Abortion" is a strange yet familiar vocabulary.

When she said it, Min Qili was stunned.

The stabbed stomach once conceived a child; if the accident did not happen at that time, he should be able to crawl now.

Cute and cute, soft and waxy.

Like her, or like Li Juehong?
However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Don't be my child next time, I'm sorry for you.

"Try this," Cong Shang handed over a cup of scented tea, "This is what you like, it's getting hotter now, you can't be greedy for cold, just drink some of this."

"Thank you."

I took it and took a sip.

It's been a long time since I drank it, and the strange flower fragrance is pungent; holding the cup, Min Qili coughed violently, water spilled on the quilt, and the wound seemed to burst open.

"Qi Li, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, are you okay?"

Cong Shang took the cup in a panic, rang the bell, and helped Min Qili to lie down.

The wound on her waist and abdomen was torn apart, and Min Qili curled up in pain.

"Brother, the wound."

"Qi Li, don't worry, I've already called the nurse."

The nurse rushed over and Cong Shang escaped out of danger.

The wound burst open and bled due to severe coughing.

Min Qili looked away from the corner of her eye, watching the nurse patiently changing the dressing and bandaging the wound.

"Is this wound deep?"

"I almost hurt my internal organs, Miss Min, please don't move around, don't move; if the wound keeps opening, it is very likely to be infected again. By then, the weather will be hot and it will be very troublesome."

"OK, thanks."

The nurse's technique of debridement was very professional, and the wound was wiped clean; Min Qili was in pain, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
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Seeing the nurse coming in with the medicine, Li Juehong stood up instantly.

Seeing Cong Shang come out, "Why did the nurse come in? Is there something wrong with Qili's wound?"

"You care about Qili?"

Cong Shang dragged Li Juehong to sit down, "Don't get in the way."

"Don't you care about Qili?"

"How do I know that you divorced us, Qili, because of other women; if you really cared about us, Qili, there are countless ways not to divorce. However, you still divorced. Moreover, your children are also because of other people. Gone."

"."

Li Juehong was wronged, shut up.

"Just now, Qi Li said that her wound will leave a scar; the miscarriage wound is already one, and now another one will be added."

"sorry."

Li Juehong bowed his head with guilt on his face.

"It was said in Meteor Garden that if an apology is useful, why should the police be used? Do you think that your apology can divert the wounds on Qili's body?"

"Stop talking about these useless empty words, and if you have time, do more visible things."

The nurse came out to change the dressing, and Cong Shang entered the room.

"Qi Li, what did the nurse say?"

"It's okay, just, I can't make big moves recently. Use a straw to drink water, and let people feed you when you eat; brother, thank you for your hard work."

Min Qili smiled weakly.

Cong Shang felt distressed and laughed again. "Understood, don't worry; but, my technique is not good, don't be disgusted."

"As long as you can take care of me, what else can I choose?"

If Shang Shang slanders, there is a willing one outside the door.

"It's good if you know, lie down and I'll go buy things for you; if you need to ring the bell, the nurse can do anything."

Cong Shang didn't see Li Juehong when he went out, thought he was gone, and didn't take it to heart.

Li Juehong came back after answering the phone, and stood at the door as usual, looking towards the ward.

Cong Shang left?

Min Qili lay there quietly by herself.

I can only maintain one movement, changing my arms back and forth; my arm is numb, and I want to change it again.

The mobile phone fell directly to the ground along the smooth quilt.

Pay attention to the abdominal wound, Min Qili can't make too much movement; she looks pitifully at the mobile phone beside the bed, the screen is off, and she sighs discouragedly.

Never was there, and it wasn't worth bothering the nurse.

It’s not a problem to play with the phone for a while, pull up the quilt, close your eyes and fall asleep.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

The matter of being hurt, once bitten by a snake for ten years, is afraid of well ropes; Min Qili looked over immediately.

Li Juehong?
"Why are you here? I thought you were gone and didn't take care of me anymore?"

"I'm just passing by to have a look," pointing at the phone that fell on the ground, "Your phone has fallen, let me pick it up for you."

Carefully wipe off the dust on it, and put it by Min Qili's hand.

"How's your recovery going, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine; you don't have to be too nervous, if you have something to do, go get busy."

Looking at Min Qili lying down and playing like this, her eyes are too tired, "Do you need to roll the bed up for you, maybe it will be more comfortable."

"No need, the nurse said that the wound is very deep, if you move casually, it will tear the wound; it will be summer soon, and I still want to wear a skirt this year."

(End of this chapter)