I don't feel dizzy. I feel OK. I just have a little pain in my palm, but now I'm numb and my blood is coagulating on the wound.

I leaned on Sang Qi's shoulder and asked him, "is Huo Jia's second brother alive or dead now?"

"I don't know."

"Don't worry, it will be like Doraemon?"

"Fall on the stone road, small stone cut palm, it doesn't matter."

Who knows, she is too sensitive to feel it all at once.

"Where did you fall and put your hands like this?" Mrs. Sang's eyes turned red quickly. I knew that she really loved me, so I was afraid she was worried, so I kept it from her.

"Well." I passively took out my hand and smirked at her: "I fell down accidentally."

Mrs. sang looked down at my hand and saw my hand wrapped in gauze behind her: "what's wrong with my hand?"

"Oh, well." Sister Yu went back to the kitchen, but Mrs. Sang was suspicious.

In the evening, sister Yu said, "it's a good time for me to eat fresh fish."

Mrs. sang came to me and wanted to hold my hand. Just as she wanted to hold my right hand, I immediately changed sides and handed her left and right hands.

Yes, it's hard to avoid discomfort for Mrs. sang to confront Wei Lan all day long.

"That's not true. The old man is not feeling well these days. He went to the sanatorium, and your father is busy, so I came back."

"Ma." He helped Mrs. sang to the sofa and sat down: "when did you come back from the Sang family? Is it because Wei Lan is making trouble for you? "

"Oh, that's good." Sang Qi picked him up and gave him to the nanny: "take him to take a bath."

"I let Grandma be snow white, and I'll be her guard."

Sang Qi had changed his pajamas and touched sugar's head: "did you make trouble with grandma today? You have to take care of her. "

"That's another story." Mrs. sang came out of the castle with a smile and said, "have you eaten? I'll let the kitchen prepare your meals."

"Snow White will also be a grandmother. Sugar is right."

Mrs. sang laughed at me: "sugar must make me snow white. I said where there is such an old snow white."

"It's snow white!"

"Who's in the castle?"

"No fairy godmother."

I nodded: "excuse me, is the fairy godmother at home?"

White sugar calls me a fairy, which is quite useful.

Sugar's little head poked out of the castle: "this fairy, who are you looking for?"

I hid my injured hand behind me, went outside the castle and cleared my throat: "Oh, is anyone home?" When

came home, Mrs. Sang was building blocks with sugar in the living room. The building blocks were huge foam blocks, built with castles.

If he doesn't leave, the doctor will faint.

I put another uninjured hand into the palm of Sang Qi's hand: "go."

He is the original sangqi only when he is by my side.

However, now sang Qi's face is expressionless and peacefully talking with others, and the other party can't help but tremble.

I used to feel more and more nervous, but now I don't think it's time for him to be more and more serious.

"Before going to bed, after waking up." The doctor felt that he had said it clearly enough, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Sleep at night and eat every six hours?"

"It's not a bad thing. Take anti-inflammatory drugs every six hours."

"Onion, ginger and garlic? Seafood? "

"Don't eat spicy beef and mutton, the rest is nothing." The doctor accompanied the smiling face.

"Only you can laugh at this." With a little complaint, he raised his eyes and asked the doctor, "what are the taboos?"

I said to Sang Qi with a smile: "we guess boxing, you can only make fist, not scissors."

We finished cleaning up in this series of chain effects, with thick gauze on our palms, like Doraemon's palms.

I found that we had a chain effect. I inhaled, sang Qi frowned, and the doctor sifted the chaff. His shaking hurt me. I inhaled again, sang Qi frowned, and the doctor sifted more severely.

As soon as I inhaled, sang Qi's eyebrows would twist and the doctor would tremble.

Sang Qi held my palm, and the doctor photographed the broken glass on my palm bit by bit with tweezers.

The doctor was frightened by sangqi and threw the powder of traditional Chinese medicine on my wound. In fact, I told him that it was not so painful now, just clean it up.

The doctor ran out with a bitter face and came in again after the meeting: "you are not allergic to Chinese medicine. There is a kind of Chinese medicine that can also relieve pain. I will grind it into powder first."

"That's your business."

"What about that?" The doctor gaped at us: "how can we relieve pain without anesthetics?""She's allergic to anesthetics." Sang Qi told him, "use a method that can relieve pain without anesthetics."

The doctor white face, quickly told the nurse: "to prepare some anesthetic," and then turned his head to say with me: "will be applied to your wound, after a while to deal with the pain."

Sang Qi's face was very ugly: "clean her up quickly, don't let her feel a little pain."

I'm hurt like this, and he's still joking.

When I got to the hospital, the doctor looked at my tattered palm and exclaimed, "how did this happen? You practice iron sand palm

Even if the topic about triad between sang Qi and me was over, he didn't tell me too much. I know it's the same thing to ask further.

Sang Qiwei smiles: "how can I know about them?"

"Who is the leader?"

I couldn't help shivering. He held my wrist tightly: "so, the most important thing for triads now is to choose a leader, so they won't make trouble."

"It seems that Huo Jia has not been forced to die. He still knows how to push the black pot to me." He put his arms around me and said quietly, "I can't decide anyone's life or death. I still say that Huojia's father's entering the detention center has something to do with me, but later things are out of my control. You know He looked at me deeply: "I told you about it. If it was revealed, I would be chopped into meat cakes by hojia's father's men on which Street on which day."

"Yes, Huo Jia said that if the triads didn't have your support behind them, they wouldn't dare to get rid of the president and Huo Jia's big brother."

"In your heart, am I that smart?"

"Well, can you keep Huo Jia's second brother alive?"

He said, "when did I cheat you?"

"Really." He looked down at me. The shining eyes hidden in his hair made me unable to tell whether it was true or not.

"Really?"

I know Mrs. Sandor is smiling on her shoulder.

She couldn't help but put out a hand to touch my face: "thanks, you can laugh and get hurt all day. Can you save me some snacks?"

"Yes, yes." Even if you shake my arm, Mrs. sang.