Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 1582 This requires stitches, which may leave scars
Is she... going to be disfigured?

He Mumu bit her lip, only to feel a severe pain in her forehead, a heart-rending pain...

Footsteps... getting closer.

A black figure appeared in front of her.

He Mumu lay on the ground, only seeing the man's black leather shoes.

"Mu Mu!"

He Mumu bit her lip, tried to raise her head, tears rolled down mixed with the blood on her face: "Xiao Xiaosu...I'm in pain!"

Su Shijue cursed secretly, looked up at the stairs, there were already hurried footsteps upstairs.

Su Shijue bent down and hugged He Mumu directly, "I'll take you out first."

He Mumu nestled in his arms, the slippers on his feet fell to the ground, and he was in a panic: "Why are you back? Will I be disfigured?"

There's blood on my face, will it disfigure me?
Although He Mumu didn't have the idea of ​​becoming a star, she didn't want to disfigure herself into an ugly monster at all.

Su Shijue comforted: "It will be all right, I will take you back to see a doctor right away, it will be all right."

Although his speaking speed was very slow, his steps became faster and faster, until he was almost running in the end.

A car was parked downstairs. Uncle Liu, who was driving, saw them through the rearview mirror. He quickly got out of the car and opened the rear compartment door for them. "What's wrong with Miss Mu Mu?"

Su Shijue didn't speak, he hugged He Mumu in, and asked casually, "Where's my dad?"

"Sir, the second young master said that you were too slow, and he went home early by taking another car."

Is that so?
Su Shijue thought for a while, "Drive home, hurry up!"

Uncle Liu glanced at He Mumu, nodded, and rushed out as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.

Su Shijue took a wet towel from the car and wiped all the blood off He Mumu's face, but her forehead was still bleeding continuously.

He cursed secretly, and pressed the tissue to the bleeding place. "Uncle Liu, drive faster."

He Mumu's body was curled up together in pain, and tears and snot flowed uncontrollably.

Su Shijue stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, we'll go to the doctor right away."

He took out his mobile phone from his hand and called home in advance.

Let the family doctor at home get ready first.

Uncle Liu drove very fast, and rushed back to the house after a while.

He Mumu seemed to be still afraid, and said in a low voice, "I...I didn't wear shoes."

Her slippers also seemed to be missing.

Su Shijue didn't speak, he picked her up and ran towards the house quickly.

Occasionally, a passing servant greeted him, but he ran away without even answering.

This is definitely the first time Shijue has done this, as he has always been a very polite kid.

When I entered the house, I saw my mother.

Lin Xingqiao watched him come in with He Mumu in his arms, and hurriedly said: "The room is ready, let the doctor at home take a look first."

Su Shijue carried her upstairs, and the doctor was already in place.

The doctor stepped forward to check the wound, and was a little surprised: "This... this requires stitches, and there may be scars."

He Mumu burst into tears when he heard it.

To leave a scar...

"Second young master, we need to sew stitches quickly, otherwise something will happen."

Su Shijue nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

When he wanted to get up, He Mumu reached out and grabbed Su Shijue's hand, with a helpless voice: "Don't go, I'm afraid..."

"I don't want stitches... I'm afraid, I don't want stitches..."

Su Shijue got on the bed and hugged He Mumu all at once, "Doctor Li, let's start."

(End of this chapter)