Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 280 I love him a little bit ([-])

The nurses and doctors gradually walked away.

"Aren't you bored?" Bao Simo went to lift the quilt: "Let me see."

At the beginning, he grabbed the corner of the quilt with his right hand: "Laugh if you want to, you must think I'm useless."

In fact, it was just an injection, and it didn't hurt very much. It hurt a little when the pillow was stuck in it.

But at the beginning, I was afraid. The long and thin needle was caused by psychological factors, and it was the first injection. I was too scared to look at it, so I could only cry.

When she cries, she regrets it. When she watches TV, only children cry when they get injections, and adults don't cry.

The doctor who gave her the injection was probably laughing at her in his heart, and Bao Simo, she lost all face.

"I didn't laugh." Bao Simo lifted the quilt, looked at the little girl's beautiful eyes that were as red as a rabbit's eyes, "I just feel bad."

Every time she cries, he feels sad for a long time and thinks about what he didn't do well.

The tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow, and he was stunned at first, looking at him foolishly.

Bao Simo brushed aside the hair on his forehead at the beginning: "Does it still hurt?"

At the beginning, his face was pale: "It hurts."

She took medicine, got an injection, and drank a glass of glucose water, and the analgesic pain eased a lot.

But she just wanted to talk about the pain, to make Bo Simo feel bad.

"I'll rub it for you. After these few days pass, I'll take medicine to recuperate." Bao Simo stretched his hand into the bed, and was about to rub his lower abdomen.

Where did I dare to say at the beginning: "No."

Bao Simo said coldly, "Do you know the most serious consequences of dysmenorrhea?"

He knows her well, so he knows that she won't have a long memory, don't look at the pain that makes her cry now, wait until the pain is gone, even if the menstrual period is not over yet.

Ice cream, iced cola, and all kinds of cool fruits will definitely keep eating.

The next time my aunt came, the pain started again, and I regretted and cried again. After two days, the pain was gone, so I forgot about it.

At the beginning, I was a little afraid of him like this: "I know, it just hurts for two days."

She also said: "I am very sorry that I will never have a great aunt again."

"Don't talk nonsense." Bao Simo's palms were pressed against his initially cold lower abdomen through a thin layer of clothes. His palms were warm and felt comfortable at first.

She squinted her eyes like a lazy cat: "What time is it? I'm so sleepy."

"[-] minutes past one." Bao Simo looked at his phone: "Go to sleep."

"What about you?" At the beginning, I lived in a luxury ward, similar to a hotel, with everything you need, but there was only one bed.

"I sleep on the sofa, and when the drip is over, I will pull out the needle for you."

At the beginning, I was frightened by this sentence, and the sleepy man went halfway: "Are you okay?"

"I'm a doctor too."

"But you are a Chinese medicine doctor, and this IV drip is done by a Western medicine doctor." At the beginning, I was afraid that if Bo Simo's hand trembled, the needle would be pulled out, but all of it would go in instead.

She felt that she was going to die of pain: "I won't sleep, I watched it run out."

After speaking, she went to see the infusion tube. After looking at it for a few minutes, she felt that the drip was very slow.

"Can you hurry up?" She yawned, sleepy.

Bo Simo ignored her.

At first I licked my lips, thirsty.

Bao Simo poured her a glass of water and sat on the bed at first, not daring to move her left hand. After she drank the water, she looked at the drip bottle again. There was still four-fifths of the bottle left, and the bottle was finished. , and a bottle.

She yawned again, and within 10 minutes, she couldn't keep her eyes open, and fell asleep sitting up.

Bao Simo hugged her and put her on the bed to lie down.

Then, he also lay beside Chu Shi, hugging her through a quilt.

When I first woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)