My ex-boyfriend always flirts with me [Entertainment]

Shen Yao was carried by the momentum and rolled around on the ground.

Unexpectedly, there was no pain in any part of his body.

Opening his eyes, he met Hua Yi's face who was close at hand.

It was really too close, so close that he could clearly see the fear and uneasiness overflowing at this moment in those peach blossom eyes that were always smiling and affectionate.

Looking at each other for three seconds, Shen Yao suddenly realized the current posture of the two——

He was lying on Hua Yi's body completely, and Hua Yi was lying on the ground.

Shen Yao froze for a moment, and was about to stand up with his hands on the ground, when there was a sudden force on his back.

Hua Yi's hand around him tightened suddenly, so tight that Shen Yao couldn't even breathe.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that five and a half years ago, there was a not-so-small earthquake in Haicheng.

At that time, he was still working as a school doctor in Hua Yi's high school, and the two of them were still in an ambiguous stage at that time, and their relationship was not really confirmed.

The day of the earthquake was an ordinary mid-week, and the students were still in school. When there was a sudden earthquake, all the students ran from the teaching building to stand on the playground under the guidance of the teacher. No one knew whether there would be another aftershock.

And Shen Yao ran outside from the office, and the first thing he saw was Hua Yi who rushed towards him desperately regardless of whether there would be aftershocks.

At that time, Hua Yi also held him tightly in his arms like now.

"Xiao Yi." Thinking of the past, Shen Yao's body unconsciously relaxed. He lay in Hua Yi's arms, and softly whispered in his ear to comfort him, "I'm fine, I'm really fine, it doesn't hurt anywhere."

After repeating this twice, Hua Yi's eyes seemed to be refocused, the hands around his back slowly relaxed, and he said slowly, "It's fine, it's fine."

It was very difficult for Hua Yi to speak the four simple words, her throat felt as if someone had strangled her throat, and it was so dry.

Han Yang and a group of staff also ran over at this time.

"Xiao Shen," Han Yang tried to calm down, "You...can you stand up? Xiao Yi has a leg injury."

Hearing this, Shen Yao immediately tried to get up.

But he felt that he didn't have much strength now, so he didn't try to be brave, but rolled over and sat on the ground next to him, raised his eyes, and looked at Hua Yi's legs.

Only then did Shen Yao realize that on Hua Yi's right calf, the trousers had already been torn, revealing a wound about two inches long inside, from which blood kept gushing out, dazzlingly red.

But your Master Hua didn't seem to feel the pain, he didn't even frown, he looked at the people around him, and even curled up his mouth and wanted to sit up, "It's just scratched by ceramic shards, what is this? hurt."

The tone of voice was still lazy, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might not be able to hear the slight "hiss" sound he suppressed.

"Don't move." Shen Yao whispered two words.

The tone was not serious, but Hua Yi really didn't move, and kept lying on the ground as before.

Han Yang suddenly stepped aside and approached a man in a white coat carrying a medicine box.

"This is the follow-up doctor of our crew," Han Yang hurriedly said, "Xiao Yi, show him quickly."

"Need not."

"It's no use."

Two voices sounded at the same time, one cold and the other loose.

Shen Yao couldn't help but looked over, and seeing the smile in those peach blossom eyes again, he tilted his head and coughed lightly, raised his head, and said concisely, "Give me the medicine box, I'll do it."

"How can this be done?" The man in the white coat frowned, "This wound needs stitches, so don't mess around!"

Han Yang also persuaded from the side, "Yes, Xiao Shen, just don't worry and just watch from the side, human doctors are professional."

"I'm also a professional," Shen Yao's voice sank, "Haicheng Medical College's 13th graduate of clinical medicine, if you don't believe me, go to the official website to check."

The surroundings instantly quieted down.

Shen Yao has been in the industry for more than four years, and his educational background has been kept secret. People inside and outside the circle only know that he did not major in singing, but basically no one knows what university he went to.

Regarding this, people inside and outside the circle have been speculating constantly, and there are many black people who complain about this item, saying that he is uneducated and never went to university.

But Shen Yao himself seemed to be tacitly acquiescing, and never made a rebuttal.

No one expected that this secret that had been concealed for four years would be revealed by Shen Yao himself at such an unexpected moment.

Of course, everyone would never have thought that Shen Yao, the star of the music scene who is so popular today, actually studied medicine as an undergraduate!

He went to the best medical school in Haicheng!

"Don't waste time," Shen Yao didn't have time to pay attention to the feelings of irrelevant people now, he reached out his hand to the man in the white coat with a clear goal, and repeated, "Give it to me, I'll do it."

Perhaps his tone was too calm, making people want to surrender unconsciously. When the man in the white coat came to his senses, the medicine box was already in Shen Yao's hands.

The man couldn't help but think that Shen Yao, with his current aura, was very similar to the old dean who was the chief surgeon when he followed up the operating room during his internship.

The "old dean" Shen Yao had already opened the medicine box, put on medical gloves, found a tourniquet from inside, and tied it on Hua Yi's upper right thigh.

A staff member next to him asked in a low voice, "Why is this pierced so far away from the wound?"

The man in the white coat took the initiative to explain, "You can't use a tourniquet on the calf, the blood vessels are in the middle of the bone."

Shen Yao didn't seem to have heard the discussion next to him. He skillfully took out the sterilized tweezers from the medicine box, and took out the large ceramic fragments visible to the naked eye from Hua Yi's wound, and then used sterile water and povidone iodine to disinfect the wound.

During the whole process, Shen Yao was very silent, with his brows tightly knit together, and Hua Yi also wisely did not disturb him, but bit his lower lip tightly without letting out a hum.

It wasn't until the poison was gone, when Shen Yao picked up the local anesthetic, that he moved his mouth, and comforted him with words like gold, "It's going to be a local anesthesia, don't be afraid."

"Hey," Hua Yi hurriedly stopped, "No need for anesthetics, this is a small injury, no tendons, hiss...the bones don't move, what kind of anesthetics?"

Shen Yao's hand unpacking couldn't help but pause.

At that moment, Shen Yao felt as if time and space were reversed, and he went back to five and a half years ago.

That was the first time they met.

The first time I saw Hua Yi was in May.

The boy, who was brighter than the sun in May, accidentally injured his hand while playing basketball on the playground. There was a deep crack in the middle of the palm. The mud, gravel and dried blood were mixed together, making it black and red.

Being dragged to the infirmary by your companions, your Master Hua is still lazily leaning on the door frame, smiling nonchalantly, "I didn't hurt my muscles or bones, just scratched my skin? I know that all of you doctors have this common problem, Likes to exaggerate illness."

At that time, Shen Yao actually resisted being a "doctor" because of family reasons.

However now...

Now, Shen Yao has lived for almost 30 years, and it is the first time that he is so fortunate that he has studied medicine.

Piaoyuan's thoughts fell back to reality, and Shen Yao felt a lot calmer in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at Hua Yi's eyes, and said seriously, "It's okay without anesthesia, just bear the pain."

"Quickly sew," Hua Yi raised the corners of his mouth, "It hurts a little, I can bear it."

What Hua Yi didn't say was that physical pain is actually not bad, at least the pain can wake him up.

Soberly realized that Shen Yao is really fine, and he can still treat his wound and stitch him well.

God knows how unbearably great fear and uneasiness surged in his heart when he saw that flowerpot falling from the sky.

It was as if a hole had been dug out in the heart suddenly, it was empty and leaking air.

And now, how scared he is, how irrational and irrational he is, how much he wants to press Shen Yao firmly into his arms.

Afterwards, tell him—

How much I can't lose him.

The author has something to say: Mom wants to see how long you can hold your tongue [Show hands jpg.]

By the way, in order not to insult our identity as a medical student of Shen Xingxing, the reference to the wound treatment section has been posted on vb before, everyone can go to Kang to have a good time.

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感谢在2020-03-0314:36:45~2020-03-0415:40:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Qiu Liwa, Qing-ci, Yanxi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: ., 331434733 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!