80’s Sweet Marriage: Struggle for a Good Life

Su Yang ran to the emergency department and first heard a cry. Although the voice was not loud, Cen Xiaoxi heard it.

Pushing the door in, I saw Cen Xiaoxi, who had a **** on his head, and was wearing a blood-stained nurse uniform.

"How's it going?" Su Yang walked over and crouched in front of Cen Xiaoxi, trying to see how she was hurt.

Cen Xiaoxi first froze, then turned sharply toward the wall, crying louder: "What are you doing? Don't look, it's disfigured."

"It's okay." Yang Yang got up and touched Cen Xiaoxi's hair with his big hand, only to find that there was blood in her hair.

"It's so bad!" Su Yang looked at the blood in his hand and asked, "Is there a concussion?"

"It's okay. No stupidity, no epilepsy, just the face is over." Cen Xiaoxi cried again, and her crying shoulders drew.

But Su Yang saw Cen Xiaoxi holding a large piece of absorbent cotton in his hand. Cry, press down on the eye socket with absorbent cotton to prevent tears from flowing.

It should be because there is a wound on the face, tears cannot wet the gauze.

But crying like this, what was originally sad, seemed a little bit joyous.

Su Yang couldn't help but "giggled" a smile, then gently pulled Cen Xiaoxi's shoulder, and said, "Look where did I hurt? Say it hurt his face and neck? Now it's OK to look at the neck."

"Shoulders." Cen Xiaoxi was turned around, still lowering his head, and said, "I gave a poke, but I was carrying a medicine box and poke on the shoulder strap."

Only then did Su Yang see that a piece of clothing on Cen Xiaoxi's shoulder was torn, revealing **** skin, but it was finally a traumatic skin injury.

"The face is over." Cen Xiaoxi pressed the eye socket with absorbent cotton again, and said with a click: "It's swollen like a pig's head, but it will leave scars."

"Have you stitched it?" Su Yang rested his finger on the chin of Tozen Creek.

Perhaps it was Su Yang's gentle tone that had comforting power, or perhaps his fingers were soft and firm, and Cen Xiaoxi slowly raised his face.

There was blood on the gauze on the right cheek. Looking at the outline, it was a long strip.

Cen Xiaoxi flattened his mouth and said, "Twelve stitches were sewn."

"It's okay." Su Yang's fingers nudged gently on the gauze and said, "Isn't there me? I don't think you're ugly."

Cen Xiaoxi's eyes suddenly widened, but maybe it hurt the wound, so painful that she had to close her right eye, looking cute and adorable like a blink.

Su Yang hooked his mouth again and said, "I found you to be more obedient. At least you get along better than when you were stingy."

"You, what do you mean?" Cen Xiaoxi has always had a terrible mouth, but now he is stuttering.

Su Yang pursed his lips and hesitated, saying, "I'm not young and don't want to be in circles. But I can't give you a life-long commitment now. I just think we might be suitable. If you think it's OK, we can Try it. "

"Try?" Cen Xiaoxi's mouth flattened again, and the tears in her eye socket even forgot to wipe.

Su Yang quickly wiped it with her fingertips, and wiped away the tears coming out of her eyes on the gauze, saying, "I wanted to find you a few days ago, but you kept hiding from me.

Today, my cousin was discharged from the hospital. I want to come to you and tell you something by the way. By the way, you are the same.

But it did n’t matter. I now ask: Will you be my girlfriend? Get started now. "