Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning's feeling of discomfort increased. She couldn't think about the scene of Zhou Shixun teaching Luo Caixia how to write.

But I have to admit that these words are indeed written very well.

Zhou Shixun glanced at it expressionlessly: "Not bad."

Luo Caixia smiled: "You thought I was stupid and almost hit my hand. I must practice hard and never forget it all these years."

After saying that, he quickly said: "I'm here to talk, you guys go in and sit for a while, drink a cup of hot tea before you leave."

Zhou Shixun refused directly: "No, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. There is no need to go there tomorrow. We will go back in the afternoon."

Luo Caixia was a little disappointed. Thanks to the dim street lights, her emotions were well wrapped up. She still smiled gently: "Okay, be careful when you go back. Tell Er Ni later, and I will go back to the village to see her."

Sheng Anning followed Zhou Shixun out for a while, and when she turned around, she could still see Luo Caixia standing at the door of the store, with a lantern on her body, giving her a mysterious feeling.

Looking back at Zhou Shixun, he felt no nostalgia at all and asked him in a low voice: "You and Luo Caixia have a good relationship."

Zhou Shixun thought for a while: "Her mother saved me."

Sheng Anning said oh and didn't ask any more questions. It was just a life-saving grace. The two of them were childhood sweethearts. It was normal for them to have some emotional issues.

If she continues to ask, won't she be causing trouble for herself?

I sighed in my heart, the feelings that were finally born may die young.

She silently followed Zhou Shixun's shadow to the door of the guest house. Seeing that there was no one at the service desk, Sheng Anning thought about it and pulled Zhou Shixun upstairs without saying a word.

Anyway, no one saw it, so I went to the room to check Zhou Shixun’s wound first.

Before Zhou Shixun understood the situation, he was pulled into the room by Sheng Anning and carefully closed the door.

"Quickly, take off your clothes and let me see."

Sheng Anning anxiously pushed Zhou Shixun to the bedside, fearing that there would be a ward round later and there would be no time.

It wasn't until she started to take off Zhou Shixun's clothes that Sheng Anning realized why her action was so obscene. She pushed Zhou Shixun half-lying on the bed, with his hands facing back on the bed, looking like he was being manipulated, and he was also extremely sexy.

Woolen cloth?

He burst into laughter and said, "Let me check the wound quickly. What if someone discovers you soon and drives you away?"

Zhou Shixun blushed and took off his coat and shirt, as if he was used to being in front of Sheng Anning.

The abdominal gauze was stained with blood and looked very scary.

Sheng Anning ignored her random thoughts and laid Zhou Shixun down: "If your condition is very serious, you will have to go to the hospital to re-sew the wound. You said that if you continue like this, do you still want this belly?"

This man is so honest, and even though he is like this, he still acts like a normal person.

Fortunately, she was prepared. She washed her hands and came back. She took out a pack of things from her bag, which included the tweezers she had received from the nurse, a scalpel, and alcohol cotton balls.

He took the tweezers and peeled off the gauze. Just as Sheng Anning thought, the wound had been opened a little, the flesh on the edge was white, and the red flesh inside was faintly exposed.

Sheng Anning didn't care whether he would be exposed or not. He sterilized the scalpel with alcohol, and then looked at Zhou Shixun with the knife in his hand: "Two options, you put on clothes and go to the hospital to re-sew the wound, or I can help you deal with the wound, which is to remove the edges."

The rotten flesh must be removed, otherwise the wound will not heal easily."

More importantly, her hands were itchy and she wanted to have an operation.

Zhou Shixun did not hesitate: "You come."

Sheng Anning instantly smiled like a flower: "It may hurt a little, you have to bear with it. You are so tormented every day, it is difficult to make the wound heal quickly."

As he spoke, he held the scalpel and very neatly cut off the rotten flesh along the edge of the wound, and then used tweezers to remove it.

Disinfecting with alcohol is still very painful, let alone cutting the flesh on the wound.

However, during the whole process, Zhou Shixun didn't make a sound, he just closed his eyes, as if he was being tickled.

Sheng Anning sighed again, this is a real man, and he was kind enough to find a topic to chat with to distract his attention: "Your brother and your younger brother both have a long name in their names, why don't you?"

Judging from the names of Zhou Changlin and Zhou Changyun, they sound very ordinary and in line with the characteristics of this era.

But the name Zhou Shixun sounds very nice, and it feels very cultural, like a noble son raised by a famous family.

Zhou Mancang and Zhu Guihua certainly cannot come up with such a cultured name.

Zhou Shixun rarely spoke again: "I didn't use this name before. I got seriously ill when I was seven or eight years old. There was an old scholar in the village who knew fortune telling and said that my name would harm my father and my mother, so I changed my current name."

Sheng Anning was not surprised. People in the small village were not very educated. For example, Zhou Changlin was able to become the captain not because of his ability, but because he could read and write.

So I must have no doubts about what the old scholar in the village said.

"Then your name is quite nice. What was your previous name?"

Sheng Anning asked curiously and began to bandage the wound.

Zhou Shixun didn't think his previous name was so unpleasant: "Zhou Changsuo."

Sheng Anning burst into laughter. This name is really down-to-earth and very characteristic of the times!

Looking at Zhou Shixunying's tall face, he laughed even harder: "Haha, Zhou Changsuo, Changsuo? Haha."

I feel that this name makes Zhou Shixun instantly down to earth, no longer so cold and taciturn, and more honest.

Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning helplessly, not quite understanding why she could smile like this. Her previous name was not too unpleasant, and there were even older men in the village called Ximei.

But I have to admit that when Sheng Anning laughs happily, there is light in her eyes, which makes her whole person brighter.

Sheng Anning laughed so hard that her hands were shaking. She finally stopped laughing and bandaged Zhou Shixun's wound. After that, she couldn't help but laugh again.

The main reason is that there is really no way to associate the name with Zhou Shixun.

Zhou Shixun sat in silence. After getting dressed, he saw Sheng Anning still sitting on the small bed opposite and smiling. He was even more helpless: "I'll leave first. You can lock the door alone tonight."

Sheng Anning smiled until there were tears in her eyes and nodded brightly: "Okay, be careful on the road and get some rest at night."

After Zhou Shixun left, Sheng Anning lay directly on the bed, grinning and murmured: "Zhou Zhangsuo..."

I couldn't help but feel happy again, I felt like I was no longer majestic.

When she was smiling happily, she suddenly thought of something and sat up again. She seemed to have seen a dark red birthmark on Zhou Shixun's waist just now?

Is it blood stains that haven't been wiped off?

A few times before, I didn't pay attention because I didn't have the nerve to take a closer look. The lights at Zhou's house were too dim last night.

I saw it just now, but I was just laughing at Zhou Shixun's previous name and ignored...