Huo Jingchen gently kissed her forehead and said in a low voice, "it should be fine. "
Jiang Jingming was not a fool. Of course, he would not fulfill Gu Anhui's wish. In addition, he grew up in the military and was exceptionally skilled in using daggers.
The words on his body looked serious, but in reality, Jiang Jingming was very careful. He only tore a thin layer of skin, and it did not even hurt much.
Before long, the SCABS would fall off.
As if afraid that she would be worried, Huo Jingchen said in a low voice again, "get someone to get some medicine later. Help me apply it every day. "
"okay, " Zhao Siqing replied softly and kissed his chest gently through his shirt.
There were many things that did not need to be said too much. Everyone was silently giving and not caring about the return.
Because of love, it was worth it.
Whether it was family, love, or friendship.
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Perhaps it was because he was too tired, it did not take long for Huo Jingchen to fall asleep with Zhao Siqing in his arms.
Zhao Siqing looked at him somewhat greedily, but there was an indescribable pain in her heart.
Why did she always become a burden to him, or even to everyone.
Huo Jingchen slept soundly. It was a rare good sleep after a long time.
However, Zhao Siqing did not feel sleepy because she had slept for too long. The wound on her back was still faintly aching.
When Huo Jingchen was fast asleep, she gently moved his arm away and supported herself with the edge of the bed. She slowly climbed up.
When she moved, the wound on her back hurt terribly. Zhao Siqing immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
However, it was still considered a week of rest. After getting used to it, she did not feel as much pain as before.
She got up and walked to the ward, and happened to see Zhao Yancheng and Shen jingzhe coming back.
It seemed that the two of them hadn't had a good rest for many days. Their bodies were covered in dust and water stains, and they had suntanned quite a bit.
Shen Jingzhe didn't say anything. He walked to a chair at the side and sat down.
Zhao Yancheng looked at Gu Shiyu and Yang Jingqiu and shook his head.
Zhao Siqing stood by the door, holding the door frame with one hand as she watched this scene. The corners of her eyes were a little moist.
She knew that there was still no news of Yanran.
It had been a week. She had jumped into the river with Gu Anhui, and Gu Anhui's body had already been found. Why was there still no trace of Yanran.
Yanran, where are you.
Gu Shiyu was silent for a moment. He said gently, "you guys rest first. Jiang Jingming and I will continue to search. "
Zhao Yancheng nodded. He took out a map and briefly told Gu Shiyu about the search and rescue route they had taken. Jiang Jingming had someone send a computer over and then set off with Gu Shiyu.
Zhao Siqing gently closed the door and turned to go to the bathroom, intending to wash her face and calm down.
However, when she stood in front of the mirror and looked at the hideous scar on her face, she could not help but feel a little absent-minded. Only then did she realize the pain on her face.
That's right, how could she have forgotten that Gu Anhui had cut her face.
The wound was actually scabbed, and it could be seen that someone had applied medicine on it. Even so, the inch-long scar on her fair skin was still shocking and hard to accept.
Zhao Siqing slowly lowered her hand and stared at herself in the mirror in a daze for a long time. Her eyes were a little sore.
Was she going to be less beautiful in the future.
Zhao Siqing retracted her gaze and didn't look at the mirror again. She turned around and returned to the ward, sitting on the chair in a daze.
The night was getting darker. Perhaps it was because the room was too stuffy, Zhao Siqing wanted to go out for some fresh air.
She turned around to look at Huo Jingchen. Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, she walked to the bedside and helped him close the window a little. Then, she gently kissed the man's cheek before she took her phone and turned around to leave.