Chapter 385 Reappearance of the sword-shaped tattoo
Jiang Hanying has no experience with injections.
But the original owner has it in his memory.
Thinking back on what happened, it was quite scary.
Although she didn't know what was so scary about the thin needle.
He watched Que Lu take out the medicine he needed and left.
Li Chengxiao had no choice but to wash his hands first, then disinfect them with alcohol. He opened the ampoule and used a syringe to draw out the liquid inside, then emptied the air, and finally took a cotton swab for disinfection.
He turned around and faced Jiang Hanying, who was watching his movements curiously.
"Is this good?"
"Well, lie down on the bed over here. Don't be nervous. The pain is almost the same as the silver needle just inserted. It will only take a few seconds."
"Oh."
Jiang Hanying simply lay down on the bed, recalling the memory of the original owner's experience of getting a small injection, and consciously stretched out her hand to pull her top up, and pulled her pants down a little.
Li Chengxiao breathed a sigh of relief watching her movements at first, but when his eyes fell on the exposed delicate waist, he suddenly froze again.
I don't know if it's because she still has a fever, but the skin on Jiang Hanying's face and body is a little red. You can tell it's hot without even touching it.
Just on the hollow of her lower back, a silver tattoo in the shape of a long sword seemed particularly conspicuous at this moment.
It seems like it will pierce through the flesh in the blink of an eye and jump out!
Li Chengxiao almost subconsciously wanted to look at the mark on his palm for comparison, but the person on the bed turned to look over and urged, "Hit it!"
She was ready, where was the needle?
Li Chengxiao quickly composed himself, "Let's fight now."
He tried his best to ignore what looked like a tattoo. He first disinfected it with alcohol, dropped the needle vertically, and gently pumped to make sure there was no return of blood. Then he began to inject the medicine intravenously. When the medicine bottomed out, he quickly pulled out the needle and used the prepared clean cotton swab. Press down on the needle tip.
"Okay?"
"Well, does it hurt?"
"A little bit," Jiang Hanying said truthfully, "It hurts more than when I put a silver needle on my hand just now. Are you not very good at it?"
Li Chengxiao was so tense that he pursed his lips to show respect for himself, "I just said that to make you relax your vigilance. Small injections are more painful than infusions."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Still bleeding?"
"Press it yourself, lie down first and don't move, especially don't apply force where the needle is inserted. Wait and then get up."
"Oh." Jiang Hanying fumbled and took the cotton swab pressed against the needle. The two hands with different temperatures touched and then separated.
Li Chengxiao smoothly pulled up her shirt, and when he was about to cover the tattoo, he still couldn't help asking: "The tattoo on your lower waist..."
"Can you see it now?"
"Yes, can't you see it normally?"
Jiang Hanying thought about the state of her tattoo the last time she was seen with it, "It should only come out when the body surface temperature is high. This time it is probably because of the fever, which is usually invisible." After a pause, "It looks good. ”
"...beautiful."
"Hey!"
How could she not look good!
Whether she is a human or a sword, she is the most beautiful!
No rebuttal accepted!
"Why did you think of getting such a tattoo?"
"Who told you this was a tattoo?"
Li Chengxiao's fingers trembled, "It's not a tattoo, what is it?" "Guess, I'll tell you if you guess it." Jiang Hanying said, taking the cotton swab away, "Is it still bleeding?"
He didn't need to tell him if he could guess it. Li Chengxiao glanced at the pinhole position and said, "It can't come out."
Jiang Hanying immediately threw away the cotton swab, found a more comfortable position and continued to lie down. She closed her eyes and asked, "What time is it?"
Li Chengxiao looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, "It's almost four o'clock. What time do you usually get up?"
"Before six-thirty or seven o'clock, Pei Yuan would get breakfast and knock on the door of my room. I don't like eating in the dressing room. The smell of the food is mixed with the fragrance of the cosmetics. By the way, I still have to stay up last night. The half pot of duck soup has not been drunk yet.”
Li Chengxiao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, "It seems that the fever hasn't affected your appetite, it's quite good." After saying that, he took the well-folded quilt from the next bed and spread it over Jiang Hanying, "The quilts on Que Lu's side are all clean. He has a mysophobia. Just sleep here for a while. I will wake you up at six o'clock and take you back to the hotel. I promise not to be late."
Her clothes weren't even clean. That night she took a taxi, climbed a mountain, and even got into fights.
Jiang Hanying decisively rolled up the quilt on her body, trying her best to ignore the dull soreness coming from the place where the needle was inserted. She responded with a sigh, closed her eyes, and fell asleep instantly.
Li Chengxiao closed the curtain next to her bed and lay down on the bed next to her.
But every half hour or so, he wakes up accurately.
After getting up and getting out of bed, it only took one step to walk to the next bed. He touched Jiang Hanying's forehead, who was still sleeping, and made sure that the temperature had dropped lower than before. Then he turned around and went back to the next bed to continue sleeping.
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Although Jiang Hanying was not awakened by Li Chengxiao's actions of getting up from time to time to check on her fever, Monkey, who had been living like a frightened bird in the same room for a while, was awakened by his movements every time.
After two consecutive times, when Li Chengxiao stood up to check again, he chose to open the door a crack and leave quietly.
It's better to sleep outside. At least it's not too cold if you bring your own furs. It really can't bear to stay in the house!
Six o'clock sharp in the morning.
Jiang Hanying didn't get up.
To be precise, no one in this yard woke up except Li Chengxiao who managed to get up with amazing willpower.
After Li Chengxiao got up, he went to find disposable toiletries and washed himself briefly. When he came back, he made sure that Jiang Hanying's fever had completely subsided, and then gave up the plan of asking Que Lu to get up and come over to check his pulse.
Que Lu, who was holding the quilt and preparing to sleep until noon, said: Escaped!
It was exactly half past six when Li Chengxiao drove the car downstairs to the hotel.
But the entrance to the hotel is already very lively now.
Some crew members have begun to go to the studio one after another to make arrangements in advance for today's plot shooting.
There are also many fans who wake up early in the morning and come to watch their favorite actors put on makeup.
Li Chengxiao parked the car and then patted the shoulder of the man who was still sleeping soundly on the co-pilot, "Han Ying? Han Ying? Wake up!"
"Huh?" Jiang Hanying was driven to sit up by the slowly rising backrest, and then she reluctantly opened her eyes.
Not enough sleep, not happy!
Suddenly I felt a little envious of Que Lu, who didn't go to work until three in the afternoon.
Wait, today seems to be an even number, so I don’t have to go to work at all!
Even more unhappy.
Li Chengxiao saw her squinting and groaned in displeasure, then silently handed over a disposable medical mask from Que Lu, "We've arrived at the hotel, put on the mask and get off the car."
Jiang Hanying had no memory of getting up and getting in the car, but she knew how she got there without even thinking about it. She took the mask, tore it open and put it on, and asked in a muffled voice: "What time is it now?"
"Six-thirty."
Hearing that it was already six-thirty, Jiang Hanying moved a little faster, "Pei Yuan probably went to call me, so I'll go up."
"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell your director and don't hold on."
Jiang Hanying opened the car door and waved her hand behind her, "Yeah, I know."
Li Chengxiao watched her quickly enter the hotel door through the car window, and then looked back at the monkey nestling quietly in the corner of the back seat: "Aren't you going to get out?"
Monkey: "..."
You should find a hidden corner and put me down!