Wen Wenya thought that Si Yiyan was injured by Shen Mengting, and the mixed anger seemed to have turned into substance, and her always beautiful and elegant face suddenly showed a touch of cold charm, so that the lines of her face were extremely cold and hard, and a pair of cold eyes exuded a slight chill: "Just leave it to the doctor to deal with!" Your injuries are more important than hers, so I'll help you deal with them first. ”

Si Yiyan's thin lips evoked the extreme beauty of the pale: "Good! It's all up to you. ”

The man lying on the ground was the one who wanted to take her life, and there must have been a terrifying dark tide surging in her heart now, but she first took care of his injury, which was a feeling that was taken seriously.

Wen Wenya took Si Yiyan to the doctor to treat the wound.

The doctor frowned and looked at Si Yiyan's sleeves that were stained with blood, and frowned slightly: "It took so long to deal with the wound, and it was so much blood, it hurt very much, don't you know?" ”

"Doctor, then you can stop the bleeding for him." Hearing the doctor say this, Wen Wenya knew that Si Yiyan's injury was not light, and secretly blamed herself for being careless, only caring about her panic and fear, and didn't find out that Si Yiyan was injured earlier.

The doctor raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Wenya: "Do you still need to say it?" ”

This is his professional essence as a doctor!

Wen Wenya's eyes shrank and she didn't dare to make a sound.

The corners of Si Yiyan's lips hooked up a shallow smile, such a calm and rational person on weekdays, but at this time, he was panicked and anxious, and the doctor rolled his eyes, and completely weakened his usual momentum, just because he was afraid of annoying the doctor, and refused to do his best to treat his wounds.

What a silly girl.

The doctor began to show his expertise as a healer, and took out his scissors to quickly cut the sleeve of Si Yiyan's injured arm, and when his entire arm was exposed to the air, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Wen Wenya saw the wound on his arm clearly, the scar was at least a decimeter long, obliquely from his arm to the elbow joint, the wound was deep and the bone was visible, the blood seeped out as if he didn't want money, and the blood line slid down his joint and down his arm, it was so terrifying.

She suddenly reached out to cover her mouth, and she suddenly felt dizzy, the blood on her face faded in an instant, and even her breathing became suffocated.

His injuries are so severe!

Thanks to the fact that he was so seriously injured before, the first thing he took into account was her love, and he smiled and told her that it was just a small injury, so that she should not worry, and even kissed away her tears gently, persuading her not to cry, is it ...... Are her tears more important than his wounds?

She shed tears, but he shed blood.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but be angry with Si Yiyan in her heart! But this annoyance is soft and does not have half a momentum.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, I'm fine!" Si Yiyan hurriedly used her other intact hand to pull her hand, and it was wet and cold.

The doctor said, "The wound is about three inches long, the bone is visible, and it only hurts the soft tendon tissue in half a minute, young man...... Just a little bit of your arm will be half-crippled! The little girlfriend who dares to lie to you is just a small injury. ”

"Shut up!" Si Yiyan watched Wen Wenya's face become more and more blue, and his face sank and he yelled at the doctor.

"Shut up!" Wen Wenya's eyes turned red, and she yelled at Si Yiyan, it's all like this, and said that she was fine, Wen Wenya really wanted to slap him and ask him if it hurt.

The doctor's words cast a shadow on her heart, and her heart trembled so much that she almost ...... His arm was almost gone, and for his status, it was fatal.

Si Yiyan was silent, his seemingly clear and beautiful face could be seen if he looked closely.

The doctor glanced at Si Yiyan with some schadenfreude, and continued to clean the wound on his arm.

"Does it hurt?" The choking of the antiseptic potion, which smelled sour and sour, made her eyes sour and tearful, and she even clearly felt that when the antiseptic potioned was washed on his wound, his slightly trembling body and the flesh of the wound sizzled and twitched.

Si Yiyan wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but as soon as she touched her thin red eyes, she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth......

"You want to say, it's okay, it's just a small injury, it doesn't hurt like that, right?" Wen Wenya stared at him with a choked voice, such Si Yiyan made her only feel distressed.

"No, I just wanted to say, it hurts a little!" Si Yiyan never knew that Wen Wenya also had such soft feelings, and completely exposed the softest side of his heart in front of him.

Wen Wenya couldn't help but scold him: "Si Yiyan, you are really a fool." ”

The doctor once again interrupted the flirting between them: "The wound is a bit strict, and stitches are needed, is it local anesthesia or general anesthesia?" ”

Si Yiyan said categorically: "No need for anesthesia!" ”

The doctor was taken aback, a surgeon like him had never seen any kind of injury, but he had never seen an injured person, the injured person was so strict, bleeding so much, but he didn't even frown, and now he didn't need anesthesia stitches.

"Si Yiyan ......" Wen Wenya thought that she had been broken by Wen Haowen before, and there were no anesthetic stitches, that kind of taste was definitely the pain of cutting the flesh, but at that time, her wound was very small, only a few stitches, and the wound on Si Yiyan's arm was more than three inches long, and at least a dozen stitches were required, how could he bear it.

The doctor said, "I still choose anesthesia, your wound needs fifteen stitches, and it will take at least fifteen minutes to get it, are you sure you can endure such a trauma?" ”

Si Yiyan said lightly: "Let's start!" ”

Wen Yaxiu's eyebrows were frowned, her face was a little pale, and her breathing became a little heavy.

"It's going to hurt, you bear with it." The doctor picked up the medical needle on the plate and began to stitch up the wound, and with each stitch, the doctor began to disinfect and stop the bleeding.

Si Yiyan's face was pale, dense sweat stains appeared on his forehead, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly caged, like stacked peaks and twists and turns, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, which hardened his beautiful facial lines at once, showing a strong and resolute color.

"Doctor, he seems to be in pain, please lighten it, and then tap it......" Wen Wenya held his other intact hand tightly, if it weren't for the stiffness of his arm all the time, she probably wouldn't know what kind of pain he was suffering at this time.

She thought of the previous college forum incident, he suddenly appeared in the college student union, and the students in the college said that he was a man who was like a cut, like a grind, like a man like gold, like a tin and like a gentleman.

The ancients said "cut" to treat bones, "learned" to treat ivory, "cut" to treat jade, and "grinding" to treat stones, all four of which are hard things, which means that men's temperament should be as hard as the horns of the bones, as noble as ivory, as elegant and clean as jade, and as unswerving as stone.

And Si Yiyan is such a person.