The hot wife of the 80s is so easy to tease, and the rough guy fell in love with her

Chapter 88, Princess Carrying Sheng Jingheng?
Because of Sheng Yueqing's explanation, He Yushen was in a good mood and did not argue with Sheng Jingheng.

He fed Sheng Jingheng soup again, and although his movements were still not gentle, at least they were not as rough.

Sheng Jingheng didn't want to drink his soup at first, but he needed to replenish his energy, so he had to drink it.

This soup is delicious though.

I heard Xinxin say before that Sheng Yueqing’s man is good at cooking. Could it be that Sheng Yueqing likes this big guy because he can cook?

Sheng Yueqing checked his injuries and found that his injury was in the shoulder.

The blood on his face was probably caused by wiping sweat.

He Yushen also discovered it, "Wife, scissors."

Sheng Yueqing sighed and found a new pair of scissors for him.

He Yushen helped Sheng Jingheng cut his clothes.

Seeing that there was a big cut on his shoulder, I quickly pressed it shut to prevent more bleeding.

"You can't do this, you have to go to the hospital."

Sheng Jingheng shook his head. "It's not convenient for me to go to the hospital. Do you have needles and thread at home? Help me sew it up."

He Yushen's eyes widened. "Let us sew? Are you crazy?"

If something goes wrong, whose responsibility is it?

"I'll take full responsibility if anything goes wrong. Ask your wife to help me sew it up."

He Yushen was not very willing to do so. He could feel that Sheng Jingheng was no ordinary person.

They are just ordinary farmers and are afraid of being implicated by these powerful people.

Sheng Yueqing has already gone to get the needle and thread.

"We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, the wound will get infected."

"Brother Shen, get a towel for him to bite."

"By the way, there's a medicine box in the attic, go get it."

He Yushen knew that he couldn't just stand by and watch the man die, so he had to go up and get the medicine box.

He gave the towel to Sheng Jingheng to bite and supported him.

"Wife, do you really want to sew?"

This is not sewing clothes, this is sewing flesh.

Sheng Yueqing actually sewed it before.

In the past, there was an old woman in Shengjia Village whose thigh was scratched by a wild boar. There was blood all over the place. She had needle and thread on her body, so the old man asked her to sew it up.

She didn't dare to do it at first, but the village barefoot doctor was not at home. If she really waited to be sent to the town, the patient would probably have bled out, so she had to do it.

The old man was also a man. He was sweating from the pain while getting stitches, but he didn't stop.

Sheng Jingheng looked even more powerful.

The sterilized needle and thread pierced his flesh, but he didn't say a word.

Especially after the stitches were done and the wound was coated with medicine again, most people would have howled when the medicine was sprinkled on the wound.

But he didn't say a word, but sweat kept coming out on his forehead, and it must have hurt.

He Yushen watched the whole process with a grimace in his eyes.

The needle seemed to be sewn into his body.

He was quite impressed by the fact that Sheng Jingheng didn't even scream.

Respecting him as a man, her tone became a little better, "I'll get you a coat."

It's already past eleven o'clock in the evening, the temperature in the room has dropped and it's very cold.

Sheng Yueqing told him, "Help him go upstairs to sleep."

It’s not good to let the wounded sleep on the floor in such a cold day.

Since they have taken on this hot potato, they might as well save it to the end.

Although He Yushen didn't like it, he knew that human life was at stake, so he agreed.

He originally wanted to carry Sheng Jingheng up to the attic in her arms like a princess.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jingheng wanted to save face, "I will go by myself."

But he had an injury on his shoulder and seemed to have bruises on his body, and he walked very slowly.

He Yushen couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he walked up to him and picked him up.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Everyone gets sick sometimes."

Carry her directly to the attic as a princess.

Sheng Jingheng's face turned pale.

He had never been hugged like this in his life, and he always felt like he had lost his masculinity.

Normally in the team, he is always the king. When has he ever been such a weakling?

He Yu Shen didn't care what he was thinking. He threw him on the bed and covered him with the rough quilt.

Sheng Yueqing brought some food and anti-inflammatory medicine and asked him to take the medicine after his meal.

Naturally, she didn't dare to feed him, so she looked at He Yu Shen.

He Yushen sighed, "Let me feed it."

These young masters are just too pampered. They need others to feed them when they are injured.

Fortunately, he was at home today, otherwise it would be his wife who fed him. No, he must come back every night from now on.

There can only be one male owner in this family.

Sheng Jingheng saw that he was reluctant, and he was still reluctant.

He said coldly, "No, I'll do it myself."

He Yushen put it down immediately and said, "Then come on."

Shengjing Heng.
Why don't these men play by the rules?

He had been injured before, and his subordinates wanted to feed him, but he refused.

But the subordinates will still insist.

Why did this big guy just stop feeding when he said he didn’t want to?

But he couldn't possibly beg him, and it was just a shoulder injury.

He picked up the bowl and ate it himself.

Although only his shoulder was scratched, in fact all parts of his body were hit.

Every time I moved it hurt and sweat broke out on my forehead.

Only He Yushen, a careless guy, didn't notice it and ran downstairs to wash the floor.

The room smelled of blood just now.

He has to clean up and not arouse any suspicion.

After washing the floor, I went to wash Sheng Jingheng's bloody clothes.

Fortunately, I had a bathroom so I could do these things.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient like other shops using public pools.

After He Yushen washed everything, he went to ventilate the room.

I sprayed some more perfume and waited until the smell was completely gone after two hours of ventilation, then I breathed a sigh of relief.

When he went upstairs again, Sheng Jingheng had taken anti-inflammatory drugs and fell asleep.

Sheng Yueqing continued to make clothes for Miss Chu.

He Yushen came over and massaged her shoulders. "Thank you for your hard work. Why don't you teach me how to make clothes?"

He learns things very quickly and can master them almost immediately.

Apart from having a headache studying, he can remember almost anything he does.

Sheng Yueqing was also tired, so he stopped and took out a piece of cloth to give him an example.

"Well, first this, then this."

She knew that He Yushen wouldn't understand what she said in text, so she just started practicing.

He Yushen immediately sat on it and tried it out.

The first time I operated the sewing machine, it wasn't smooth.

The line is too fast and not neat.

But the second time I slowly found the pattern.

Gradually the needlework became neat.

Sheng Yueqing was eating a midnight snack meatball and fed him a bite, "This fabric is for making winter pajamas for you, don't let your car break down."

He Yushen smiled proudly, "Who am I? I am the best at manual labor, maybe I can do better than you."

Sheng Yueqing patted him and smiled.

"Then you do it. I won't do it."

He Yushen grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Wife, how are we going to sleep at night?"

The bed is occupied, where will they sleep?
Sheng Yueqing pointed to the sofa in the small private room and said, "How about sleeping on the sofa?"

When she bought the sofa, she specifically bought a long one.

I also bought an extra quilt.

However, He Yu Shen is so tall that the small sofa may not be enough for him to sleep on.

"How about sleeping on the floor?"

"Take down the blanket and sleep on the floor."

If we light the stove, the room will be a little warmer.

He Yushen hummed and went to bring down the quilt.

Seeing that Sheng Jingheng was sleeping soundly, he went over and touched his forehead to see if he had a fever.

Seeing that he didn't have a fever, I went downstairs.

"Wife, he doesn't have a fever, he shouldn't die."

They have all experienced being sick and unable to afford to see a doctor, and they know that there is no danger as long as they don't have a fever in the middle of the night.

If you have a fever, it's dangerous.

Tickets~

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