She remembered!
In the novel, Zhou Hongshan's appearance is such a Liangcheng student parade. He is a leader.
Liu Huanjiao was in doubt. Somehow, as soon as she saw Zhou Hongshan, Zhang Yuhe was killed by the other party and Yu Qiuge.
Zhang Yuhe noticed that Liu Huanjiao was wrong and asked, "what's the matter? What are you looking at?"
Liu Huanjiao frowned, but only said, "I'm looking at the second wife. Is it okay for her to stay there?"
"It's all right. Deputy Li will protect her."
"She's also hurt. Why don't we pull her together?" Liu Huanjiao thought and went to see Zhou Hongshan more carefully.
Zhang Yuhe held down the restless Liu Huanjiao and said, "well, just take care of yourself. You must worry me?"
It was a pity that Liu Huanjiao fell on Zhou Hongshan wholeheartedly and didn't care at all.
The hospital was in the middle of the street. Zhang Yuhe soon took her into the "emergency room" of others.
It's easy to deal with nosebleed. Just wipe your face and stuff some cotton.
When he got to the place, Zhang Yuhe found that Liu Huanjiao was barefoot.
Bai Nen's little feet have been covered with foot ash, and there are visible blood stains on the soles of his feet.
Running too fast and too hard, some sharp stones and sawdust were stabbed in the street.
Zhang Yuhe drove away the old doctor who cleaned Liu Huanjiao's wound and started it himself.
Liu Huanjiao was a little flustered. "Commander, let the doctor do it."
How dare you do it yourself!
Zhang Yuhe glanced at the white bearded old doctor standing by, and said firmly and jealously, "no, your feet can't be touched by others!"
Liu Huanjiao, "..."
Marshal, I'm afraid the doctor's grandson is as old as you!
Old doctor, "..."
Oh, I didn't expect that the marshal cares about his wife!
Finally, Zhang Yuhe cleaned her wound. Who dares to really resist the commander's order?
The doctor has something to do. There are only Liu Huanjiao and Zhang Yuhe here.
After simply washing the dust, Zhang Yuhe held Liu Huanjiao's feet in one hand and tweezers in the other, frowned and prepared to start.
If Zhang Yuhe always holds a gun, he must be good at shooting. I just don't know if he has changed tweezers now. Is this tweezers still so good!
Anyway, Liu Huanjiao didn't believe it, so she was so nervous that she closed her eyes and didn't dare to see it before Zhang Yuhe started.
But after a while, there was only a faint tingling, just like taking a needle and gently inserting it.
When he opened his eyes, Zhang Yuhe was half kneeling, cleaning his wound very carefully, and crystal beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead.
In contrast, it seems that Zhang Yuhe is more nervous than her.
Just clean up the wound. Do you care so much?
"Does it hurt?" Zhang Yuhe asked as he cleaned up.
Liu Huanjiao returned to her senses and gently shook her head, "it doesn't hurt."
"Are you stupid? Why did you take off your shoes? Will the pricked foot hurt? Do you really or don't want to say it hurts?"
When you care about a person, once the other party has something to do, you will become an old mother, nagging, and want to pour out all your concerns?
Liu Huanjiao smiled and said, "I'll be careful next time."
Zhang Yuhe suddenly looked up with sharp eyes, "dare you have another time?!"
"No, I dare not." do you want to be so fierce (ã o ã) ~ ~.
Zhang Yuhe lowered his head again to clean up the wound. It was quiet inside. Only the crisp sound when Zhang Yuhe put the pulled things on the porcelain plate.
For a long time, Liu Huanjiao couldn't help but say "Marshal..."
"What's the matter?"
"What will you do with those people who parade today?"