Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 55
It hurts badly.

Some are high and swollen purple purlins.

Some have broken skin.

Worst of all, the skin of the meat was cracked, revealing the bright red tender meat.

Zhan Yunting had suffered injuries that were a hundred times more serious than this one, but when the injury was on himself, he didn't even frown.

But at this moment, seeing the injury on the girl's body, he frowned.

Girls are too delicate.

The slender waist can be grasped by hand, as if it can be cut off with one hand.

The uninjured skin is as tender as milk, with a greasy white luster, which can be broken by blowing.

The delicate girl who was like a fresh flower petal, since the day he met her, she has been hurt, hurt, hurt all the time.

Every time he asked her if she needed his help, she always smiled brightly and said confidently, no.

You don't need help, but you make yourself like this every time.

Should he say she was too stupid or should he say she was too confident?

The medicine he gave the girl was still clutching in the girl's hand.

He took the medicine out of the girl's hand, but the girl didn't respond at all.

The girl was breathing heavily, her face was flushed, he leaned over and touched the girl's forehead with his palm, it was very hot.

have a fever.

high fever.

Passed out.

Zhan Yunting let out a sigh of resignation, turned around and went downstairs to fetch the medicine box at home.

He skillfully inhaled the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine, pulled off the blanket from Ming Youyin's body, disinfected the outside of Ming Youyin's buttocks, and then injected it.

Girls are typically skinny when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

Whether it is the front or the back, it should be convex and warped, and the shape is beautiful and full of elasticity.

Somewhere in Zhan Yunting, he was about to move again, quietly high-spirited.

Zhan Yunting:
Can this be hard? ?
So it's really broken, right? ? ?
The last time I helped Ming Youyin take a shower, I accidentally saw Ming Youyin's naked body.

Experts asserted that he, who would never heal in all likelihood, reacted inexplicably, and experienced the long-lost feeling.

But after that time, he still didn't have the Chen Bo that a man should have.

No matter how hard he tried, his lifeblood still didn't respond.

He went to the specialist who treated him again.

After listening to his succinct narration, the expert told him a lot of professional terms, and finally he concluded in two sentences that he was not an organic disease, but a psychological disease.

With this kind of disease, when he meets a girl he likes and receives strong sexual stimulation, the strong sexual stimulation passes through the brain and stimulates his lifeblood, and his lifeblood responds.

But he doesn't have Chen Bo, so he is still sick, he must persist in the treatment to recover, and he must not give up.

he:
I always feel that experts are actually experts.

His thoughts were a little wandering, but he was very steady, and pushed the liquid medicine slowly and evenly into the girl's buttocks, then pulled out the needle, and pressed the needle hole with a cotton swab.

After a while, he took off the cotton swab, cleaned up the garbage, patted Xiao Wu on the head, and left the bedroom.

After washing his hands and returning, he disinfected the wounds on Ming Youyin's back one by one, and reapplied his medicine.

He is very proud, not at all like Ming Youyin who was careful when applying the medicine.

Regardless of whether it was a broken wound or an unbroken wound, he applied a thick layer of ointment, and made slow circular motions at a constant speed to promote the absorption of the medicine.

For a bottle of medicine, Ming Youyin only used a superficial layer, and he used it directly to the bottom.

After applying the medicine, he covered Ming Youyin's back with a layer of gauze, then pulled up the blanket around her waist for her, and took Xiao Wu out.

Finding the bathroom with ease, he took Xiao Wu a hot bath, then blew Xiao Wu's hair to make it fragrant and soft, and sent Xiao Wu to Ming Youyin's bed.

When Xiao Wuyi arrived on the bed, he immediately lay down next to Ming Youyin's pillow, his head was next to Ming Youyin's, and he rubbed his head lightly, yelling "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" .

Zhan Yunting's eyes were soft, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he gently rubbed its big head.

Besides him and Mo Bai, there are also Xiao Wu's former trainers, and this is the first time Xiao Wu has been so close to others.

He bent down to try to understand the temperature of Youyin's forehead.

The fever has begun to subside.

He hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, covered Ming Youyin with a blanket, turned and left.

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Ming Youyin was awakened by thirst.

His throat was dry and smoked, he swallowed saliva, and it hurt like a knife.

She hummed a few times in discomfort, and before she opened her eyes, she felt a big, fluffy head get into her arms, yelling "Hmmmmmmm".

She was startled and opened her eyes, "Xiao Wu???"

She glanced at the coquettish Xiao Wu who got into her arms, and was suddenly a little dazed.

She remembered... She went to Zunhuang Club for an appointment.

Pushing open the door, Jian Che and Ye Qihan were actually sitting in the private room.

She was whipped more than 30 times by Jian Che, but she managed to get Qu Jinzhi's business card back.

After returning home, she took a shower and lay on the bed to apply medicine.

After wiping, she fell asleep in a daze.

Yes.

She came home and fell asleep in her own home!
Her gaze scanned the room.

This is her home!
Moreover, after returning home, she locked the door!
How did Xiao Wu get in? ? ?
She turned her head and looked at her back. It was obvious that the medicine had been reapplied, and the wound was covered with a thin layer of soft gauze, so it didn't hurt much anymore.

Butt hurts a bit.

She turned her head vigorously, looked carefully, and saw a red needle eye.

she:
what is happening?
The door was knocked several times, and then pushed open, Zhan Yunting came in with a bowl of porridge, "Are you awake?"

Ming Youyin:
She sat up abruptly, pulled the blanket up to her neck, blushed like a ripe cherry: "Zhan, Zhan, Brother Zhan... You gave me the medicine and the injection?"

"Well," Zhan Yunting put the steaming fruit porridge on the bedside table, and said lightly, "Xiao Wu smelled the smell of blood in the corridor and rushed up to call the door. You never opened the door. I'm worried. Come in and check. I found you passed out."

Ming Youyin stammered and asked: "Yes, yes, but... I, I locked the door..."

"Really?" Zhan Yunting didn't change his face: "You remember wrong."

Ming Youyin:
She dared to swear to God, she really locked the door!
Although she was in so much pain yesterday that her consciousness was a little blurred due to the pain, she hated that bastard Jian Che to death, and was afraid that that bastard would take advantage of the fire and come to her house.

So, the first thing she did when she entered the door was to lock the door, and double-checked it several times!
But, no matter what, Brother Zhan saved her again, and it was meaningless to worry about whether the door was locked or not.

The savior said that she had a wrong memory, so she must have made a mistake.

"Okay," she lowered her head with a blushing face, and whispered, "I seem to have misremembered... Thank you Brother Zhan for saving me again..."

She lowered her head and blushed more and more.

She thought she was probably the saddest person in the world!
After being seen by others, I have to be grateful and say thank you to others!
Ming Youyin burst into tears in her heart.

(End of this chapter)