Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

Han Zhaoxue looks a little embarrassed, dry cough, "I ask casually."

The little nurse took the scissors and whispered, "brother, don't move. I'll cut your hair a little bit."

Han Zhaoxue wrung her eyebrows, "can't you cut it?"

His appearance, like a reluctant child, Bai Su somehow wanted to laugh.

Don't look at Han Zhaoxue's usual big thorn la la la, in fact, this person is particularly stinky, pay attention to the image.

Bai Su remembers that when he was in high school, there would always be one or two girls of his age waiting for him to go to school together. Restroom Han Zhaoxue make complaints about the hair in the bathroom in front of the mirror every time he goes out. Han Zhaolin is waiting for the toilet outside the restroom for several times. He is late several times, and every time he carries Han Zhaoxue, he will tell her how much he is

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So a person who cares about image suddenly shaves off a piece of his head and goes to work with such a forehead. In fact, it's really gratifying.

"Brother, just cut a little, or you'll pack gauze, and your hair will stick with the blood. It's not easy to change the dressing."

"It's OK. I'm not afraid of pain."

Han Zhaoxue is very stubborn.

The little nurse was a little embarrassed, "but we can't sew the wound."

Han Zhaoxue

"Can you do without sewing?" Han Zhaoxue still does not give up.

"Your wound is a little deep. If you don't sew it, it will heal very slowly, and it will become inflamed easily." The female doctor is a woman about 40 years old. Hearing Han Zhaoxue's words, she also feels funny, "the child who came here before was very brave when she sewed the wound. How can you be more pinched than a child when you are so big? At your age, you should have all the children. If you are married, as long as your wife doesn't dislike it, what else do you worry about? In a month, it will grow up. "

Han Zhaoxue is still depressed.

Frown as hard as you like.

"It's better to cut it off," said Baisu in a low voice. "Listen to the doctor."

Han Zhaoxue looked up at her, and finally compromised, "cut it, cut less."

The little nurse held back a smile, raised her head and said to Bai Su, "elder sister, you two feel so good."

Bai Su's cheek is a little hot, but she doesn't deny it. Looking at her appearance, Han Zhaoxue only feels that the injury on her head is no longer painful, and her whole body is particularly comfortable.

When playing anesthetic, Han Zhaoxue whispered to Bai Su, "you go out first. It's bloody and ugly."

Bai Su's heart trembled, pursed her lips tightly, but did not move. She just whispered, "it doesn't matter. I'll accompany you."

Although it is not a major operation, but the habitual transposition thinking of Bai su.

If she was injured today, what would it be like to have her sit here waiting for the doctor to sew up the wound?

Sure, I'm so sad

At least when there are people, they feel that they are loved by others. In fact, adults are the same as children. It is not to say that when they grow up, they can be invincible. They are just as vulnerable.

Han Zhaoxue raised her eyes and looked at Bai Su deeply. She seemed to want to say something, but after all, she just said, "if I can't stand it later, just go out directly. I'm fine."

This sentence, let Bai Su heart more uncomfortable.

She didn't speak again.

The little nurse helped him to cut the hair of the wound, and then gently shaved the edge of the hair with a razor to completely expose the wound.

White Su looked at the wound about three centimeters, a heart pulled up.

The wound was still bleeding. The doctor took the hemostatic cotton and was soon dyed red. She felt that she could see the flesh and blood under her skin, and suddenly she felt sick.

But she did not move, watching the doctor stop the blood, skilled with a needle suture wound.

Because of the anesthetic, Han Zhaoxue has no pain, but the feeling that the needle pierces the skin.

It doesn't hurt, but it's creepy.

"Does it hurt?"

Bai Su suddenly asked in a low voice.

Han Zhaoxue a Leng, return to God, smile, "no pain, hit anesthetic."

Bai Su pursed her lips and said, "I know this feeling."

When she hit her leg, Han Zhaoxue brought her to the hospital. At that time, it was also the suture of local anesthesia.

It was a strange feeling. She especially wanted someone to come in and accompany her.

"Don't be afraid," she seemed to fall into her own memories. "I'll be with you."

Han Zhaoxue looked at her and suddenly became very warm.

The doctor who helped him to sew up the wound was a very experienced doctor. The suture speed was very fast, and it took more than ten minutes to deal with the wound.

After bandaging, put on a net cover to fix the gauze.

When Han Zhaoxue got up, she moved the ugly net cover on her head and coughed, "let's go."

Bai Su came back to his senses and said thanks to the doctor. He came out of the clinic one after another.He was the one who stitched the wound, but Bai Su's face seemed to be whiter than him. The car was sent to be repaired. It was snowing in the middle of the night. After they came out, they suddenly felt that they were unaccompanied.

Han Zhaoxue thought that Bai Su was not very comfortable and said in a low voice, "I'll call Tangyang Zhen to pick us up."

He reached for his mobile phone and found that he forgot to take it when he went out.

Suddenly his face was a little embarrassed.

Just as Bai Su wanted to speak, her mobile phone rang.

When she saw it, it was Han's mother's phone.

Pause for a while, then press answer, "Su Su, are you home?"

"Oh, just got home. What's the matter, Ma?"

"Zhaoxue didn't take the mobile phone. I'm not sure. I'll call to ask if he's gone?"

"He..." Baisu stopped for a moment and whispered, "I haven't left yet. It's snowing heavily outside. I'll ask him to go upstairs for tea and wait for the snow to drop."

"Oh." Han's mother's eyes lit up, or holding the language airway, "would you please let him answer the phone? I have something to say to him, and Nannan has been arguing for him to come back and tell stories."

Bai Su's weakness is her daughter. The old lady obviously knows her way. As soon as she opens her mouth, Bai Su calls Han Zhaoxue and says in a soft voice, "it's mom. She wants to talk to you. Don't let her worry about it in the evening."

Han Zhao Xuedun had a kind of idea. He was a son-in-law, and Bai Su was the daughter of the old couple.

He took the phone, cleared his throat and said, "Hello, mom, it's me."

"What's the matter? Why did Susu let you go upstairs? What did you do?"

Han Zhaoxue

Is this your mother?

"I didn't do anything."

Han Zhaoxue is particularly sincere.

"Really?"

The old lady doubted.

"Don't you know that Bai Su was raised by you? How kind she is. I'll leave when the snow is light."

Han Zhaoxue spared no effort to praise his daughter-in-law. Bai Su blushed when she listened to her daughter-in-law.

The old lady believed it and whispered, "you two haven't developed anything along the way."

Han Zhaoxue

"Mom, what do you want us to develop?"

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