Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 187
On Xia Yuan's leg, after the stitches were removed, there was a scar that looked like an ugly centipede. It was at least five centimeters long, red, and slightly protruding, not to mention how ugly it was.

Xia Yuan felt very sad when she saw it.

With this scar, well, don’t even think about wearing beautiful short skirts in the future, and don’t even think about going swimming in swimsuits...

Her skin was already fair, so this ugly scar on her leg would be an eyesore, no wonder Xia Yuan's face changed when she saw the scar.

"It's okay, didn't we agree to go to Korea for plastic surgery? Besides, I don't care about the scar on your leg. Really."

Of course Nangong Junyan knew how much this ugly scar had hurt Xia Yuan, so it was no wonder that her mood changed suddenly.

If it was another woman with such a scar on her leg, chief Nangong would definitely find it quite an eyesore, but this scar was placed on Xia Yuan's leg. In addition to his heartache, Nangong Junyan also felt resentment for trying to hurt Xia Yuanren.

A hostility emerged in his deep black eyes.

Xia Yuan only cared about being sad, and didn't notice the sudden change in Nangong Toshihiko's expression.

Looking at Xia Yuan's frustrated little face, Nangong Toshihiko felt sad for a while.He just hugged Xia Yuan tighter, and said:
"I have found the murderer who hurt you. Do you want to punish her well?"

"Sun Haiju?" Xia Yuan asked.

"Yes. An Yichen has already controlled her, but it's strange that you just went to work in the labor insurance warehouse. How could she have such a big hatred for you and want to kill you? After careful investigation, Sun Haiju usually A little two hundred and five, but she is not a woman who kills casually at every turn. The past history is still innocent."

Nangong Toshihiko asked Xia Yuan a little strangely.

Xia Yuan's heart moved, she said:

"Before I went to work in the labor insurance warehouse, I met Sun Haiju on the No. 13 bus, because she had a little dispute with giving up my seat, but this didn't make her murderous, right?

Because such a trivial matter would make her want to kill, she is no longer Sun Haiju, but a perverted killer. "

Xia Yuan's heart that was frightened by the scar on her leg was successfully diverted her attention after Nangong Toshihiko changed the subject.

"Well, An Yichen will ask. Don't think about it." Nangong Junyan saw that Xia Yuan was not in such a bad mood, so he kissed the top of her hair and said, "I'll go through the discharge procedures, you Wait here and I will."

The aura on Xia Yuan's body, even a brief contact, fascinated Nangong Junyan.For a moment, he was a little reluctant to let her go.

But remembering the business to be done later, Nangong Toshihiko hurried to go through the discharge procedures.He is not at ease about using someone else's artificial hand, because he still has to listen to the doctor's orders.

Looking at the scar on her leg, Xia Yuan felt dejected for a long time, always feeling that she was no longer a perfect woman.

She lay down heavily on her back, and she no longer had the joy of removing the stitches just now.But lying down, it seemed that something hard hit her head. Xia Yuan felt under the pillow, and it turned out to be the bottle of snow skin ointment.

Yesterday she helped Nangong Junyan paint the wound, as if stuffing it casually, but she didn't expect it to be under the pillow.

At this time, thinking of Nangong Junyan's recovery from burns, Xia Yuan couldn't help but feel moved. By the way, maybe the snow skin really played a role. Otherwise, how could Junyan's wound recover so perfectly?

I remember that annoying guy Wu Zuxin said that the snow skin can only be used after the stitches are removed, so wouldn't it be appropriate to use it now?
Regardless of Sanqi 21, Xia Yuan opened the bottle cap of Xuefu, dipped the white plaster inside with a sterile cotton swab, and applied it to the wound on her leg.

Wherever the power of the medicine went, there was a burst of coldness, and the feeling of wound swelling seemed to have subsided a lot.

Maybe, it really works?
Xia Yuan could even feel that the swollen wound where the stitches were swollen was slowly heating up, as if the blood circulation had resumed unimpeded there.

The general rule is not swollen...

Xia Yuan began to look forward to the effect of Xuefu's medicine.

Just after taking the medicine, An Yichen knocked on the door and walked in. Seeing that only Xia Yuan was in the ward, he smiled, reached out and handed something in front of her, saying:
"I gave it to you as a gift to congratulate you on your discharge from the hospital."

"So good? Are there any presents?" Xia Yuan took the hard black box, looking normal, "What's inside?"

Xia Yuan wanted to break open the black box while talking.

"Oh, little aunt, grandma, are you too barbaric? You can't talk like that. Here, there is a switch here. Press it, and it will be turned on. Once turned on, it can emit a current of [-] volts."

"What? Did you really make it?"

Xia Yuan was very happy.

"It's really done. According to your request, it also has a wireless remote control function."

An Yichen showed off triumphantly.

For a technical genius like him, as long as someone places an order, he can do it and get the approval of the other party, which is a great spiritual enjoyment.

"That's great, An Yichen, I really didn't misread you."

As soon as Xia Yuan got excited, the discomfort just now disappeared.

"Grandma, what are you going to use it for? Don't tell me you want to use it to deal with Junyan?"

An Yichen said jokingly.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely impossible to use it on him."

Xia Yuan's eyes sparkled, as if she was holding a peerless treasure in her hand.

"Hey, what are you talking about with my fiancee? So happy?"

As soon as Nangong Junyan entered the ward, he saw Xia Yuan, who was pale just now, chatting with An Yichen with great interest, and a strong sour smell overflowed the ward.

"Cough, it's nothing, this is what Xia Yuan entrusted me to make last time, just treat it as a congratulatory gift from me for making the hospital. You're welcome!"

An Yichen waved his hand to Nangong Junyan.

There is no secret between Nangong Junyan and An Yichen, so Nangong Junyan immediately knew what gift Xia Yuan received, and he couldn't help laughing:

"Didn't you also make a holographic virtual image? Halloween is coming, you give it to her for fun."

"Ah? You also made the holographic image? An Yichen, you are really a genius!"

Xia Yuan's eyes sparkled, but she didn't notice that Nangong Toshihiko's bright face just now became gloomy again.

Seeing Xia Yuan's "worship" of An Yichen, as the god horse, the chief of the god horse Nangong, there is a sour feeling in his heart?
"Hey, I was planning to play this by myself. Since Junyan said it, I'll give it to you. Alright, the car is waiting downstairs. Do you need any luggage for me to carry?"

An Yichen saw that Nangong Junyan's expression was not right, so he changed the subject solemnly.

"No luggage, no need to bring anything, let's go!"

Naturally, Nangong Junyan would not take the things from the hospital home, as long as Xia Yuan's people followed her back.

"Wait, where are you going? To your house?"

Xia Yuan asked in surprise.

(End of this chapter)