I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 617 Only when you are a husband will you be obedient!
Hospital, dermatology.

Gu Ze and Mi Li were taken away by the police, and they found a special ward for treatment.However, the skin on Mi Li's face was almost completely corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, requiring immediate surgery!
Song Yan's back is slightly corroded, so surgery is not necessary, but the wound must be cleaned immediately.

The doctor who cleaned his wound was the director of the dermatology department, an elderly man.His head was bald, and his thin face wore reading glasses.

In the ward, Song Yan's shirt was cut open and he was lying on the stretcher.

There were scars on the upper right side and the middle part of his back, the flesh was corroded and wrinkled, like burnt orange peel.

The old director also learned from the police why the young man was injured. He took tweezers and added a piece of alcohol cotton to disinfect the wound first.

Su Shao stood aside, and she clearly saw that when the fluffy cotton ball touched Song Yan's wound, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and the lines of his shoulders and neck were obvious.

He is in pain.
It hurts!

While disinfecting, the old director said with a smile, "Okay, boy, you have a lot of backbone. I have been in the dermatology department for decades, and there are very few people who can endure the pain of disinfecting alcohol cotton on carrion."

He pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at Su Shao with a smile, and teased Song Yan, "Don't tell me your girlfriend is here, are you embarrassed to call it out?"

Su Shao, "Brother, if it hurts, just call out, don't hold back."

"That's right, it's such a joy to shout out! If you hold it in like this, you'll cause internal injuries to yourself!"

No matter what the two of them said, Song Yan, who was lying on the bed, kept doing just this one action, and didn't even say a single extra word.

The old director put down the alcohol cotton and began to apply scalding medicine to Song Yan again.

"Scald medicine is more painful than alcohol. You should cry and shout."

After the ointment was applied, Song Yan's back convulsed visibly.

Other than that, the room was still quiet.

Do not!
In fact, it was not quiet. There was a girl in her early twenties who was crying like she was the one who was hurt.

The old director put down the tweezers, looked at Su Shao seriously and asked, "Girl, are you injured too?"

Su Shao cried and shook her head, "I didn't."

"Then you're crying like hell? I thought you were hurt more than this young man."

"I wish it was me who got hurt!"

Hearing Su Shao's words, Song Yan, who had always been taciturn, turned his head and frowned at her, "Get your dangerous thoughts out of your head."

If she lies here, he will go crazy!
The old director looked at the affectionate young couple in the room, he "tsk" and reminded, "Restrain yourself, old man, I have diabetes!"

Su Shao was instantly amused by this witty remark.

The sad atmosphere in the room eased a little.

It took a few minutes for the ointment to spread evenly.

Song Yan tried to sit up from the stretcher with his hands on his hands, but the old director quickly pushed him down, "Alas? What are you doing, young man?"

Song Yan, "Discharged from the hospital."

"Discharged from the hospital?" The old director raised his voice, as if he had heard something unbelievable, "You have to be hospitalized at least with this injury! Now you can't even stay in the hospital, and you want to be discharged as soon as you finish applying the ointment?"

"Are you unable to pay the hospitalization fee? Seeing you like this, you should have medical insurance, right?"

Song Yan obviously didn't take his words to heart, resisted the pain in his back and stood up, walked a few steps, staggering.

Su Shao grabbed Song Yan's wrist, "Brother, did you hear that, the doctor said to be hospitalized!"

Song Yan didn't say a word, but looked at her with complicated eyes, as if emphasizing: I am also a doctor!
A figure who is so powerful on the operating table, let him lie on the hospital bed like a corpse, really uncomfortable everywhere.

Very frustrating.

The old director thought that he couldn't afford the hospitalization fee, and said earnestly, "Don't worry, you don't need to stay in the hospital for a long time with skin trauma like this, just to observe whether the wound is infected overnight, and it won't cost much."

"Your wound has been corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid. If it becomes infected, it will be more difficult to treat in the future."

Song Yan said lightly, "I know it well."

"You know it?" The old director is also stubborn, "Are you a doctor? Do you know it?"

He shook his head and looked at Su Shao, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and said, "This young man likes to be a hero. He doesn't know how much he weighs, and he doesn't listen to the doctor's orders at all! As doctors, we hate disobedient patients the most !"

Su Shao nodded again and again, and extremely echoed his words, "You are right, I also hate disobedient boyfriends the most."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Yan with disgust.

The two of them sang together, and Song Yan almost thought that he was a sinner with a long history of infamy, collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country.

What did he do?

Didn't he just want to leave the hospital?

After being a doctor for so long, he was suddenly made to lie on the bed like a corpse, and was being gesticulated on his body with a cold instrument. He felt very uncomfortable.

Su Shao knew that Song Yan was "shaft", and it was quite difficult for him to compromise on one thing.

After much deliberation, she decided to use her trump card.

Su Shao moved a few steps to Song Yan's side, and she moved closer to him, whispering, "If you don't go to the hospital, don't give me an 'injection' in the future!"

The little girl threatened him with his future sex life?
Song Yan stood where he was, with his brows tightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about this issue seriously.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked towards the stretcher bed again, propped his hands on the side of the bed, and lay down obediently.

After lying down, he still stared at Su Shao, his eyes full of desire for "injection".

Su Shao went to hospitalize Song Yan, and then went to the old director's office to inquire about the condition, mainly asking whether this degree of burn would leave scars and whether there was a cure.

The answer I got was disheartening.

The corrosion of concentrated sulfuric acid leaves 100% of the scars. Even through medical aesthetics and skin grafting, it is difficult to restore the clean skin before.

In the afternoon, after Su Shao finished recording the statement with the police, she explained to Song Yan and returned to the seaside filming location.

Although she was the victim of the kidnapping, she was not hurt at all.

The filming progress has been delayed for a day, everyone is waiting for her to come back, and Huo Ziye still has a program to be filmed in his hand, so she can't delay both things by herself.

When Su Shao returned to the shooting location, it was almost sunset.

As soon as she came back, a group of people crowded up and surrounded her, and they began to care about each other.

Xiaoyuan was the most exaggerated, and she cried directly, "Little Susu, fortunately you are fine! If I had known, I should have gone to the bathroom with you in the morning."

Su Shao joked with her, "Then it's over, we both will be tied up."

A group of people laughed "haha", and they liked Su Shao's cheerful and lively character even more.

Huo Ziye asked everyone to have dinner, and then came back to prepare for the filming.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Su Shao changed into the spare clothes given by Huo Ziye and came to the seaside shooting location.

The black curly hair was draped lazily, and the moon-white satin dress outlined the delicate figure.

No heavy makeup, no complicated decorations.

All that remained of her was her slender back and the rippling hair tips that were blown by the sea breeze.

Step by step, stepping on the waves to go deep into the sea.

With a lonely courage, stubborn.

It seems that she came from there, and now, she should go back.

"Card—" Huo Ziye yelled to stop with a loudspeaker.

Just after shouting, three or four students who can swim quickly swam over to give Su Shao a lifebuoy, let her get in to rest, and they were responsible for pushing her back to the shore.

After landing on the shore, Xiaoyuan took out a thick cotton coat and wrapped it around Su Shao, and took a thermos, which was filled with ginger cola.

"Here, drink this to dispel the cold! Every time I catch a cold, my mother will cook it for me."

"Thank you." Su Shao was not polite, and did it all.

To be honest, it does feel a bit warmer!

"Su Shao, it's done! One is over, and there is one last shoot tomorrow morning."

"Yeah—" everyone's excitement sounded at the scene.

Their trip to Sanya has a total of five days, and today is the first day.

If the shooting is finished early tomorrow morning, then the remaining three days will be free activities.

Tomorrow's shooting time needs to be very early, and we may have to rush here before dawn.Su Shao has no time to go to the hospital to accompany Song Yan.

She looked at the time, it was around eleven o'clock, wondering if Song Yan had slept.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and made a voice call.

The other party answered in seconds.

"Wait for me all the time?" Su Shao didn't expect Song Yan to answer the phone so quickly.

"Well, don't worry."

"I can't go there to accompany you tonight, and I have to shoot tomorrow morning. I'll go to the hospital to accompany you after the shoot."

Song Yan's voice was so soft that people couldn't hear his emotions, "Is what you said at the hospital in the afternoon still count?"

Su Shao played dumb, "What?"

Song Yan said bluntly, "Injection!"

"." Su Shao revealed her true feelings. Anyway, she was already hospitalized, and she had achieved her goal, "Hit a hammer!"

That bull waist, can her small body withstand it every day?

The male voice on the phone disappeared, replaced by only the sound of shallow breathing.

"Oh." The man's voice was laughing, and the dullness stimulated her eardrums, "If you want to use it as a hammer, I don't mind."

"A hammer is stronger, thicker, and longer than a needle. I think that's a better description."

Su Shao was wrapped in a cotton coat and stood by the sea. She held the phone in one hand and a vacuum flask in the other.

"Song Yan!" She became angry from embarrassment.

The man's voice was clear, not in a hurry, "Isn't it?"

"It's a fart!"

"Then don't shout so loud next time. I'm afraid that the neighbors will complain that our house is a nuisance."

Su Shao, "."

She now seriously suspects that Song Yan forced him to be hospitalized and hurt his self-esteem as a doctor, and now he is starting to retaliate against her.

Just as Su Shao was too embarrassed to say a word, a female voice came from the phone.

"Patient in bed 16, take off your clothes, you should change your dressing."

The phone fell silent.

Su Shao was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly understood something, laughed and teased, "Patient in bed 16, change the medicine quickly, don't call."

Song Yan, "."

"Stop talking? Do you think my mouth is too small?"

Song Yan, "You also know?"

Su Shao, "I know for sure. I owe you a kiss~"

Song Yan smiled lightly, speaking slowly, as if afraid that Su Shao might not hear clearly, "I'm sorry."

Blocking?
How to block?
What to block?

Someone who has been "blocked" knows it well!

Su Shao's throat stiffened, and both sides of her cheeks turned redder, almost comparable to a monkey's butt.

She shook her hand and quickly hung up the phone.

Xiaoyuan came over with a cosmetic case, "Xiao Susu, why is your face so red? You don't have a fever, do you?"

Su Shao laughed, embarrassed and forced, "I don't have a fever."

It's all a man's molestation
The next day, by the sea.

The clouds were broken by a touch of red and yellow, and the darkness was like a deserter, fleeing in panic and despair.

In the twilight, the red and delicate skirt bloomed on the waves, like roses floating on the sea, so beautiful and savage, not bound by the land.

She jumped, stepped, and slid her fingertips across the water, like a siren.

As her scarlet skirt danced faster and faster in the waves, the darkness receded.

Day, lit up.

It seemed that the darkness was crushed by the light and shadow on the clouds, and it seemed that it was burned clean by the fiery skirt.

Light, what the hell is it?
Is it brave?
is strong?
Is it an effort that still refuses to admit defeat after failure?
Or are you in deep trouble and can find a solution calmly?

It turns out that the light is you!

That constant effort, forcing myself to grow.

Ordinary, and you are not willing to be ordinary!

Breaking the cocoon is a kind of cultivation.Maybe this road is doomed to be lonely, no one is willing to accompany you, just like walking step by step into the deep sea, you know it is dangerous, but you still go, you know it will be difficult, but you also cross it, through the darkness, torn apart In the comfort zone, you will eventually meet your "self", the best "self" in your mind.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Shao was so tired from dancing that she couldn't move anymore and lay on the beach out of breath.

Sweat mixed with sea water flowed down her cheeks and neck.

"Card--"

Huo Ziye fixed the last scene on Su Shao's panting face, which was full of exhaustion and heartiness.

happy.

Indulge.

Live up to your youth, live up to yourself.

"Perfect! We can call it a day!"

"Ah! It's another pass?" Xiaoyuan rushed to the beach and threw herself into the sand next to Su Shao, "Little Susu, you are so amazing. I was dumbfounded when I saw you dancing just now." Yes, it brought tears to my eyes, take a look, are there tears in the corners of my eyes?"

Su Shao gasped for breath, "I want to drink some water, I'm too tired."

"Yes, yes, I'll get it." Xiaoyuan stood up and patted the sand on her body, then ran under the shed.

Su Shao was still panting.

After a while, a bottle of water was handed over to her.

So fast?
Su Shao looked up and saw a clear and indifferent face.

The brows were raised, with a hint of a smile.

She sat up straight, her eyes wide open, "Song Yan?"

Song Yan frowned.

Su Shao quickly changed his words, "Brother!"

"Why are you here? Are you out of the hospital?"

Song Yan said "Yes", and came back after changing the medicine and checking the wound last night.

"Didn't you say you were going to be hospitalized?"

"Didn't you not give injections? Then why should I live?"

Su Shao, "."

This boyfriend, I'm afraid he's a bit of a psychic now, isn't he?
Song Yan teased Su Shao.

He was anxious to come back because he was worried about her safety. He was afraid that Mi Li would have accomplices. If he kidnapped her again, he really didn't dare to imagine the outcome.

Song Yan sat down next to Su Shao.

"Hiss—" he took a breath.

"It still hurts?" Su Shao asked hurriedly.

"It's said that he was hospitalized, but you still don't listen? Doctors are so disobedient?"

Song Yan, "Maybe you will be obedient when you become a husband."

　It's the old dog Song who talks nonsense again!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)