There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 16: You can't get rid of me

"Shen sleepless!"

Lu Zhiyao half knelt on the ground and picked her up.

Her body was soaked, and the cold smell from her made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

Holding people quickly return to the car and return to the villa as quickly as possible.

The sharp brake sound outside the garden alarmed the people in the villa.

The housekeeper hurried out and ran head-on into Lu Zhiyao.

He walked like a fly, the whole person was shrouded in a chill, and the anxiety on his face was undisguised.

In recent years, the housekeeper has hardly seen him like this, and immediately stood still.

"Call Bai Xi over. I want to see him in half an hour!"

Lu Zhiyao didn't find his abnormality. He passed by and left such a sentence coldly.

The housekeeper came to his senses, immediately contacted the family doctor Bai Xi, and then came to his bedroom with the distance from landing.

The man carefully put the man in his arms on the bed.

Before, her face had been buried in Lu Zhiyao's chest, but the housekeeper didn't see it clearly.

Now seeing clearly, the housekeeper's eyes suddenly widened and his face was full of consternation.

How could it be her?

He hurriedly looked at Lu Zhiyao.

The man's high-definition suit turned into a raincoat, which was wet and stuck to him. The lining was almost transparent, and the buttons of the stand collar collapsed and were full of folds everywhere.

Rain kept falling from him and gathered into beaches of Shui Bo on the floor.

The housekeeper only saw such a mess once three years ago!

In the heart can not help but some anger, turned to Shen sleepless eyes also became cold.

It's her again! It is not enough to harm the young master once, but now he has come to you again!

"Giggle..."

He grinded his teeth. If he hadn't taken care of Lu Zhiyao, he would have thrown people out now.

"Go and see if the white seat has arrived!" The man could not hide his eager voice and sounded in the housekeeper's ear.

He pressed down his thoughts and turned to go out.

Before long, the family doctor arrived at the villa.

Lu Zhiyao has taken advantage of the housekeeper's departure time to change Shen Weimian's clean pajamas.

The clothes are hers. After three years, the original close-fitting pajamas have become loose because of her emaciation.

With the man's black and heavy line of sight, the white seat began to check Shen sleepless.

"The body temperature is 39. 8. The blood test results show that the C-reactive protein exceeds the standard, which is a fever caused by wound inflammation and cold." As he said it, the white table filled the medicine.

The sharp needle pierced Shen sleepless blood vessels, her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and Lu Zhiyao's heart followed.

"I gave her antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, but there are still things in her wound." White mat turned on the flashlight and shone on Shen sleepless arm.

A thin light flickered in her bloody arms.

That is the glimmer reflected by the residual glass slag.

"I need to debride her."

Lu Zhiyao suddenly clenched his fist and made a heavy sound.

Inject anesthetic, white mat holds Shen sleepless hand, carefully clip out the residue in the meat bit by bit.

When the last piece of glass left the flesh and blood, he was soaked with sweat.

On the one hand, it is tired, on the other hand, it is because of Lu Zhiyao's oppressive sight.

"Fortunately, the wounds are not big, so you don't need to suture them. When you get scabbed, buy some medicine to remove scars, and you won't leave any traces."

Hearing him say so, Lu Zhiyao was obviously relieved.

"But..."

When Bai Xi's conversation suddenly turned, the man's eyes sank and forced him to ask, "But what?"

"Her body is very weak now and needs careful care. Moreover, many of her blood routine values are lower than normal, which should be caused by long-term malnutrition. If you don't pay attention, there will be many problems in the future."

"Malnutrition?" Lu Zhiyao murmured, his chest seemed to press a huge rock, so stuffy that he could not breathe.

His face was cold and his breath was low and depressed: "What else?"

White mat shook his head: "Nothing else."

"Go out." Lu Zhiyao's light road.

When the family doctor left, he slowly sat down on the bed, looked at the scarred woman on the bed, and grabbed her hair irritably.

He hates her and wants her to die! Three years ago, he swore that he would get back the humiliation she gave him from her a hundred times and a thousand times!

But when she was really dying lying on the side of the road, he was so damned reluctant to part with it! Even when he saw her injuries and knew that she was so weak, he would feel uncontrollably distressed for her!

Love and hate mixed, Lu Zhiyao's face was stretched to death, and he said with sorrow: "You provoked me, whether you live or die, you can't get rid of me in this life!"

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In the early morning, the rain outside the window showed no sign of abating.

Shen sleepless body temperature gradually dropped under the action of antipyretics, but her eyebrows were always frowned tightly, as if troubled by nightmares, and her mouth could not help but utter vague gibberish.

The sheets under her were scratched out by her, and the blood flowed back into the infusion tube. The bright red liquid stung Lu Zhiyao's eyes.

He looked a little hesitant, but when he saw that the white bandage on her hand was red with oozing blood, he couldn't sit still any longer.

Sitting at the head of the bed, lifting her tight body and letting her lean against her arms.

He put his hand around her shoulder and his jaw against her head. As she used to have nightmares, he coaxed her softly: "I'm here, I'm not afraid to sleep."

Over and over again, he took pains to say that his voice was soft, like a spring breeze, wrapping the uneasy woman.

Her body gradually relaxed, pillowed on his warm chest, and fell asleep soundly.

The rain gradually stopped in the middle of the night.

After the anesthetic faded, the wound began to ache dully.

Shen sleepless uncomfortably melody exhortation, consciousness broke through the darkness, opened those closed eyes in the middle of the night.

Three years ago, I saw countless familiar ceilings and caught her eye.

Blurred eyes instantly restored Qingming, until then she found that she was held in her arms by Lu Zhiyao!

She stared wide in alarm and sat up with a jerk.

It got up too hard, involving the wound on the body, and it hurt like a cold sweat.

But she gritted her teeth, did not make a sound, carefully removed his hand that fell on her body, and slowly moved to the bed.

"What are you doing now?" The man's voice came from behind, with hoarse just woke up.

Shen Weimian was stiff all over. He took a deep breath, turned around and pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you tonight."

Unfamiliar and polite words made men suddenly sink their faces.

She bowed her head and avoided the man's sharp eyes: "I must go back."

At this point, she tore off the eyesore needle on the back of her hand and got out of bed.

"Go back?" Lu Zhiyao's eyes condensed with storm, chewing these two words hard.

"The children are still at home, I don't trust them."

A word completely tore the harmonious atmosphere in the room.

Lu Zhiyao breathed heavily, and once again the picture of her rolling together with Shen Chuyu appeared in front of her, and her heart was furious!

One hand swung down the desk lamp on the bed cabinet and shouted angrily: "Get out-"