The Young Urban Doctor

　　 Put the injured woman back into the bed, and after covering her with the quilt, ignoring her angry gaze, Luo Ziling ran out of the house to prepare breakfast.

　　 About half an hour later, Luo Ziling came in with a bowl of steaming rice porridge and a few steamed buns.

　　 "Breakfast," Luo Ziling put the porridge and buns aside on the table, preparing to lift the woman up.

　　 "I'll do it myself," the woman was very stiff, and she glared at Luo Ziling, supporting the bed with both hands, preparing to get up.

　　 But the piercing pain that came after her chest was involved, made her lose most of her strength. In the end, Luo Ziling stretched out her hand to help, and she sat up.

　　 After sitting up on the two pillows of Luo Zilingsai, the woman raised her left hand and straightened her stray hair.

　　 After cutting her hair to one side, her delicate face was revealed.

　　 After a night of sleep, most of the sickness on the woman's face disappeared, and her face was a little ruddy.

　　 The blushing face made people feel bright and indispensable, and Luo Ziling stared blankly.

　　 Seeing Luo Ziling's eyes were a little dumbfounded, the woman glared at him with a slight irritation, Luo Ziling quickly calmed down and stepped forward to help.

　　 The wound on the woman's chest is close to the right side, and there is a little pain during the movement of her right hand.

　　 Of course, this is also her luck. If the wound is on the left chest, maybe she is dead now.

　　 "I'll do it myself," the woman pointed to the bowl of porridge and motioned to Luo Ziling to help her put it in front of her.

"I'll feed you, your injury is very serious, you must pay attention. I will see the wound recovery for you and change the medicine." Luo Ziling showed a natural smile, sitting on the bed with a bowl of porridge and using a spoon. After filling a spoonful, he opened his mouth and blew it to the woman's mouth.

　　 After hesitating, the woman opened her mouth and ate.

　　 "I made steamed buns and porridge," Luo Ziling said as if asking for credit, and the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked.

　　 The woman just glanced at him and said nothing, which made Luo Ziling a little bit injured.

　　A man who knows these cooking skills will die when a woman’s compliment is two words?

　　 a little puzzled!

　　 The woman's appetite is pretty good, and in a blink of an eye, a bowl of porridge and four steamed buns are gone.

　　 After finishing the dishes, Luo Ziling took the medicine box and other supplies, walked to the bed and motioned to the woman to lie down: "I'll change your medicine."

　　 The woman stared at Luo Ziling with wide eyes, and finally lay down obediently.

　　 First check the leg injuries for the woman.

　　 While the woman's body was stiff, Luo Ziling took off the pants she was wearing.

　　 Luo Ziling cleaned up the wound very carefully, then applied new medicine after disinfection, and re-tied the bandage. The allure of a woman's body is too strong, and it took Luo Ziling a lot of effort to stay calm.

　　 "The recovery of the leg wound is not bad, better than I expected," Luo Ziling, flushed, said to the woman softly, then lifted the quilt, ready to treat the wound on her chest.

　　 The woman closed her eyes again when Luo Ziling treated her leg wounds.

　　 Hearing this, he opened his eyes slightly and took a look, then immediately closed his eyes and nodded gently.

　　 Luo Ziling asked her to lie down, and then opened her clothes.

　　 After finally treating the wound for the woman and putting on the medicine again, Luo Ziling was sweating again.

　　 The woman also had sweat on her forehead and body, but she kept her eyes closed during the whole process, at least Luo Ziling didn't notice her opening her eyes.

　　 "You are all sweaty, do you want to wipe it?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice.

　　 After thinking about it, the woman opened her eyes, and finally shook her head.

　　 Luo Ziling also obeyed her, clumsily putting on her clothes and pants.

　　 After putting on the clothes for the woman, Luo Ziling felt that he was sweating again and was embarrassed to death.

　　 Seeing that the woman’s face was also sweaty, Luo Ziling thought for a while, took a towel, moistened it with warm water, and wiped off the sweat on her face and neck. The woman didn't resist, Ren Luo Ziling wiped it for her.

"Take a good night's sleep, and I will wake you up during lunch," Luo Ziling gave a gentle command after wiping, stood up, and said: "In another two days, the wound should be completely scabbed. Your body It's very strong. If there is no accident, you can walk on the ground in a week, and you should almost recover after half a month."

　　 The woman didn't speak, she just opened her eyes and glanced at Luo Ziling.

　　 Those eyes are very complicated, it's not what Luo Ziling likes anyway.

　　 Soon, the woman fell asleep again, Luo Ziling did not go out to collect medicine as usual, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com instead of reading in the yard.

　　 The woman didn't wake up until about three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Your clothes are dry. I'll fix the broken places for you. Change them later." Luo Ziling pointed to the stack of clothes beside the bed. He hesitated, and then reminded: "For the convenience of changing the medicine, Chest... don't wear this thing first!"

　　 Poor little virgin, his face blushed naturally when he talked about women's corsets.

　　 The woman didn't say anything, just glanced at Luo Ziling.

　　 Again, as at breakfast, Luo Ziling lifted up the woman's body, fed her porridge and took medicine.

　　 After eating the porridge and medicine, the woman wanted to go to the bathroom again.

　　 Luo Ziling quickly understood what she meant this time, and didn't say anything. He hugged her and walked to the bathroom.

　　 "Can you tell me, what is your name?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice as he walked to the bathroom with the woman in his arms.

　　 The woman didn't answer, she just gave him a sharp look.

　　 This look made Luo Zi Ling Ling, feeling a touch of murderous aura, and almost threw the woman in his arms to the ground in shock.

　　 "Forget it if you don't want to say," he murmured.

　　 Just when Luo Ziling walked into the bathroom holding the woman, two words popped out of the woman's mouth.

　　 "What?" Luo Ziling was taken aback, the woman's speech was too fast, and he didn't hear clearly.

　　 The woman closed her mouth again, her expression indifferent.

　　 Luo Ziling didn't dare to ask any more, and didn't want to ask anything, so he put her body directly on the toilet.

　　 But after thinking about it, he picked her up and took off her pants without saying a word.

　　 "Big ass, give birth to a son," when Luo Ziling pulled down her trousers for her, the words that the old women in the village often said on their lips suddenly came to mind.