After venting her anger on the Internet, it was quite tiring. You Ye leaned on the bed and read a book, and fell asleep in a daze.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s because of her pregnancy, she¡¯s been getting more and more sleepy recently, and most of the time she doesn¡¯t sleep well, and when she wakes up she feels like she¡¯s been trekking through mountains and rivers, feeling exhausted.
There are times when she sleeps well, such as last night when Lin Haofeng was by her side. She curled up in her dreams, like a pure white fluffy cat. Even her dreams were soft and warm.
Today¡¯s dream was a maze. She was running rampant, her claws were flattened, and she couldn¡¯t find any exit. The darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and the white cat¡¯s body was stained with big stains
"Mommy mommy¡¡"
The small, sweet voice, with a soft orange halo, penetrated the darkness and extended in front of her.
Running towards the only light, in the dream I only regretted that I couldn¡¯t run fast enough to catch up with the voice calling, ¡°Mom, Mom¡¡±
When Zhao Zechu woke You Ye up, he found that her left hand was tightly clenched into a fist and her forehead was covered with sweat.
"What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"
You Ye rubbed her eyes, reluctantly: "I'll run out right away."
Zhao Zechu curled his lips and said: "It's not uneasy even when you're asleep. You didn't have the habit of taking naps before, but now you take naps whenever you get the chance. It means that both the baby and you need to rest and not be too tired."
???????????????????????????????????????????: ??"Godmother, my little cutie, are you comfortable in there? If your mother bullies you, tell your godmother and she will support you."
She spoke seriously, You Ye smiled, recalling the dream.
Is that subtle but persistent light her little sweetheart?
It must be.
Hearing that Dr. Chen was waiting downstairs, You Ye got up to change clothes and went downstairs with Zhao Zechu.
Lin Haofeng came back last night and saw that the wound on Youye's palm had opened again. He was worried and asked Bo Shiqi to send a message, and Zhao Zechu brought Dr. Chen over for examination.
In the living room, Dr. Chen sat between Bai Changgeng and Zheng Qian, talking to the two old men with a smile.
He is a doctor and has a good temper. After a few chats, he became deeply loved by Bai Changgeng and Zheng Qian.
Seeing You Ye, Dr. Chen stood up and asked, "I heard that the wound on your hand was split. What's going on?"
He is a surgeon by training and is known as the best surgeon in the north. He sewed Youye's wound himself, so it was absolutely impossible for it to open for no reason.
"I forgot about the injury on my hand and went to open the suitcase and bumped into it." Youye explained lightly.
Dr. Chen asked her to sit down, untied the gauze wrapped around her palm, and frowned: "The crack is so deep, it hurts! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The entire knife edge was split in half, which is equivalent to another scratch. The buckle on the suitcase is thin and flat, and the force of the spring is like a sharp thin knife.
You Ye¡¯s second injury was not something that most people could endure, but she shook her head: ¡°It doesn¡¯t hurt.¡±
She really didn¡¯t feel any pain and couldn¡¯t care less about the pain. At that time, her whole heart was anxious for Lin Haofeng. Compared with the heartache, all other pains were numb.
She said it didn¡¯t hurt, but when Bai Changgeng and Zheng Qian saw the wound on her hand, they both took a breath.
A deep purple mark, like an ugly centipede, snakes its way down Youye¡¯s slender palm, from the fingertips to the wrist, as if splitting the thin white palm in half!
The wound was very deep, with bright red blood oozing out. The joints between the fingertips and the palm should have been exposed at first. Although it has recovered to a few percent now, you can still feel the pain in your heart.
"Damn, why is it so heavy?" Zheng Qian swore directly.
He has seen much more serious injuries than this, but such an injury was on the hand of a delicate girl, and the girl was still pregnant with a child. He had never seen this kind of thing before!
"Can this hand be restored?" Bai Changgeng asked Dr. Chen.
He heard Bai Siming say that Youye was seriously injured, and he also found a doctor from abroad for Youye. Later, because of the accidents at home, Youye couldn't care about it, and she told him that it was okay again and again, and he believed it.
Who knows that You Ye didn¡¯t tell the truth. Even if the injury is healed, the hand may be useless.
"Zechu and I have looked for some cases at home and abroad. We have also contacted the foreign experts that the old man arranged for Siming to find. It is not a big problem to restore daily functions. It will take time." Dr. Chen answered truthfully.
There is no problem in fooling ordinary old people with these words, but Bai Changgeng is old-minded and frowned: "Daily functions? Youye is a makeup artist."
The last three words are very heavy.
The most basic hardware element for a beautician is that the hands should not tremble, and the hands should be protected.??Always raising the posture, although the old man doesn't know how to put on makeup, he knows these common sense.
"Grandpa, I used to rely on this hand to make a living, but now the shares my grandpa gave me are enough to support myself. It's so tiring to put on makeup for others. It doesn't matter if I can't do makeup." Youye acted coquettishly to Bai Changgeng.
Bai Changgeng looked at You Ye lovingly: "I don't need your shares, grandpa will support you and the baby in your belly."
He turned to look at Dr. Chen, but his face was still stern, waiting for his answer.
Dr. Chen felt miserable.
This old man is so kind to You Ye, and his eyes are quite harsh towards him. If he can¡¯t answer an answer well, he might be kicked out now. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com