In a sense, his psychology is still very pure.

Suman is his only woman. Apart from her, he hasn't touched any women, let alone seen the bodies of other women.

Now, a large area of white skin is exposed in front of him. It is tender and can't help but make people want to touch and salivate.

But his upbringing prevented him from doing such a thing.

He took two deep breaths, then quickly clamped the thermometer for her, and then took a quilt to cover her head.

After everything last night, he wanted to pretend nothing had happened and sit back by the bed.

However, Su man beside him was like a fire, which made his mouth dry and always made him focus on her involuntarily.

However, lengzhanbei can only go to the window, open the window and use the cool wind outside the window to blow out his restless heart.

But even with his back to the bed and his eyes on the scenery outside the window, his attention was still on Suman.

Suddenly there was a dull noise behind him. It was very slight. He thought it was an illusion.

As a result, the next second, "ow" a scream sounded.

Leng Zhanbei turned around in an instant and rushed to the bed: "what's the matter?"

Suman sat on the bed with a mournful face, his right arm raised, stiff and afraid to move, but he couldn't stop shouting: "it hurts, my chest, no, my ribs, it hurts."

Leng Zhanbei quickly pulled off her sick suit. When he saw that the thermometer was broken, the broken slag was sharp, and hurt her

Well, that place is a little awkward. The distance between the armpit and the palm is close to her chest.

Leng Zhanbei didn't know what to do when he looked at this position.

"Sobbing, it's bleeding. It hurts me." Suman cried.

The aura of being stabbed last night has disappeared.

Leng Zhanbei turned and ran away: "don't cry, I'll call..."

In the middle of the sentence, he paused and stopped.

What's the name of the doctor? Can the doctor see that place?

Leng Zhanbei turned back: "don't move, I'll treat your wound."

Suman was obedient, motionless and stiff, waiting for lengzhanbei to treat her wound.

Fortunately, the wound was not big, but there was a little blood. Once the gauze bandage was pasted, it was all right.

"All right." Leng Zhanbei quickly put the clothes pulled to her arms back on her shoulders.

Suman wrapped his clothes tightly and asked, "how am I in the hospital?"

"You had a wound infection and a high fever last night." Lengzhan North sink channel.

Su man remembered what happened last night and looked at Leng Zhanbei: "thank you last night... Why is your face so red? Do you have a high fever? "

"No." Lengzhan North stuffy road.

Worried about him, Suman immediately prepared to get out of bed and probe the temperature of his forehead.

But the sick clothes were too loose, and the buttons were pulled open by lengzhanbei. When he moved, the scenery of the neckline was exposed.

Leng Zhanbei shouted angrily, "sit back!"

Su man was stunned for a moment. His face was a little confused and wronged.

Sit back and sit back. Why the murderer? She doesn't care about him yet.

For some reason, Su man was beaten up and didn't want to talk, but when he remembered that someone had helped her somehow, he said reluctantly, "you call a doctor to see if you are ill."

When adjutant Wang pushed the door in, he saw that Suman had woken up and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But as soon as I heard Suman's words, the whole person became nervous again.

Is the chief ill?

He looked around and found something really wrong. Why was his face so red?

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