Chapter 1651 I Have a Little Goldfish 17

She stared blankly at Wei Yiran, despite Huang Ming's urging several times, there was no response.

Wei Yiran in front of him had a thick gauze wrapped around his forehead, part of his hair was shaved because of stitches, exposing his bald scalp, his face was also red, swollen and bruised, and he was no longer handsome and beautiful as before.

Not only that, his legs and feet were injured, and his arms were also tied with gauze.

She wanted to touch him, but she was afraid that touching him would hurt him, so her eyes slowly moved down and landed on Wei Yiran's right hand, tears streaming down her eyes.

Wei Yiran's right hand is half missing.

Three fingers were chopped off.

She was crying anxiously, and Huang Ming was also anxious.

"I tried my best to bring him back. I didn't want you to watch him cry. You should think of a way to save him! The doctor said that the broken leg bone has been connected, but the left leg is too badly injured. Even if it is cured, in the future I can also limp when I walk, which is not bad, but if I am unlucky and the wound becomes inflamed, I am afraid I will have to saw off a part of it!"

The more Huang Ming talked, the more uncertain he felt, and asked her anxiously: "Can you cure it? If not, I have to send him back immediately! What if he really has an infection?!"

"It can be cured." She sniffed and wiped away her tears.

Huang Ming looked at a loss, not knowing what she was going to do. She pulled open her neckline, pinched a scale on her shoulder, frowned, her expression seemed to be in pain, and the next moment, there was an extra fish scale between her fingers——

The fish scales are pink like the skin, the bottom is slightly white, almost transparent, with a few traces of small blood beads, rich and bright red.

She put the fish scale in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then fed it to Wei Yiran mouth to mouth.

"Can this thing cure his illness?" Huang Ming stared at Wei Yiran in amazement. He looked at Wei Yiran for a while, but did not see any change in his face. "Why didn't it work? Is there any more? You can feed a few more tablets."

"You can't feed too much, his body will not be able to bear it."

She gently covered her wound where the scales were drawn, looked at Mowei Yiran's face, and said in a low voice, "Take it slowly, and it will heal."

The bones are broken, slowly heal;

Hair is shaved and grows slowly;

The flesh is bruised, and the wound is abscessed. Slowly raise it, and it will always heal.

But not everything in this world can rely on time.

Fish scales are not a magic medicine. A severed finger cannot grow out of thin air, and a broken leg bone cannot immediately walk like flying.

After Wei Yiran woke up, he lay on the bed every day without saying a word, no matter who talked to him, he ignored him, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if he was dead.

The person is still alive, but the spirit is dead.

...

Huang Ming helped Wei Yiran to sit up, get out of bed and put on his shoes.

Wei Yiran's feet were twisted, the insteps were swollen, and he couldn't put on slippers.

At the beginning, those people beat his knees, ankles, and elbows, which hurt his muscles and bones. The pain will slow down over time, but it is almost impossible to recover.

He couldn't put on his shoes, and he refused to use the potty on the bed. Huang Ming had no choice but to find some old clothes as a mat, spread them all the way to the bathroom, and helped him walk in slowly.

Needing to untie his pants to urinate, Wei Yiran insisted on not wanting Huang Ming's help, leaning on the wall with one hand, and unfastened the belt of his trousers with the other.

Most of the body's center of gravity rests on the two injured legs.

Huang Ming stood at the door, it was difficult to go in. He saw Wei Yiran's whole body shaking, and he didn't need to think about how painful he was at the moment.

Huang Ming felt troubled in his heart, hesitating whether to help him - if he helped him, it would hurt his self-esteem, if he didn't help him, he was afraid that something would happen to him...

While he was struggling, Wei Yiran seemed to be tired. He moved his steps and wanted to adjust the center of gravity of his body. Unexpectedly, his foot slipped, and he fell heavily, splashing urine stains all over the floor!

Wei Yiran was in a panic!

Huang Ming hurried to help.

Wei Yiran on the ground shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Huang Ming froze in place in embarrassment, "Master..."

"I tell you to get out! Don't you understand?! Get out!!!"

Wei Yiran propped up his upper body, and slammed the bathroom door shut with a loud bang!

Then, there was a cry from inside.

...It is not so much a cry as a roar, a roar.

Pain mixed with anger and resentment.