Chapter 777: : Back-entry is also good (1)

In fact, it is just that there are more wounds on the back. Some glass shards have penetrated into the flesh, and anesthesia is needed to relieve pain.
This is not an internal injury, but it has shed a lot of blood and the pain is unbearable, so it looks much paler.
Her consciousness gradually became clear. When she saw Zuo Hancheng, she smiled subconsciously: "When the doctor was helping me with the wound, I seemed to hear you angry."
But her consciousness at the time was too vague due to the anesthesia, and her eyes were dark and shadowy, and she didn't know what they said.
Seeing that she could still laugh after waking up, Zuo Hancheng's hands pulled the hair on both sides of her cheeks behind her ears: "There are stitches on the wound on her back. It should be painful for two days after the anesthesia effect has completely subsided."
"It's okay, it's just some glass shards." After saying a few words, Anhao felt that she was much better. Except for the cold and numb feeling on her body due to the effects of anesthesia, there was nothing to get up. Difference: "How is Zuo Yue? Is she okay?"
"It's okay." Zuo Hancheng sat on the side of the bed and lifted the quilt on her body at the same time: "Don't move around these two days. It didn't take long for the waist injury to recover a few days ago. Injury, you can really do it."
Hearing the ridicule in his words, Anhao twitched the corner of his mouth: "I didn't think so much at the time, just thinking that Zuo Yue was pregnant, and didn't want her to have something with the child, so I rushed over without knowing what happened. "
"Hey, that's right." Anhao asked again, "What the is the broken glass? Such a thick glass, and the glass in Zuoyue's room is still a protective layer of many layers, which can be broken instantly. I I haven't seen what it is, what is it?"
Anhao said, turning his eyes to Zuo Hancheng: "At that time, I didn't see anything clearly. Has anyone checked the scene? Anyway, it definitely won't be bricks. Those bricks are not strong enough to have glass."
"First take care of your injury, don't think about it so much. No matter what it is, the returnee is not good. The other party is not directed at you. You obediently lie here and don't move, don't worry about other things." Zuo Hancheng said lightly, and at the same time The long hair scattered around her shoulders moved to the other side of her neck. Seeing that she was clean and unharmed all the way from the shoulder up, she couldn't help but laugh at her jokingly: "I also know that you can block Zuo Yue with your back. It seems that your brain was not completely broken at that time. Judging from your normal IQ, you should have rushed to meet those glass shards and disfigured your face."
Anhao suddenly rolled his eyes, but because he was lying on his stomach and couldn't find the angle, the rolling eyes were a bit awkward: "When are you still coming to ridicule me, even if I am disfigured, I will pester you. , I am sick of you with scars on my face every day!"
Anhao said and winked at him.
Seeing her lively spirit, Zuo Hancheng smiled: "If you move around again, the effect of the anesthetic will fade away in a while, and it will hurt you."
"It hurts now." Anhao was aggrieved immediately: "At that time, I felt that when the doctor disinfected me, the pain in those parts of my back was not my own. I don't know what you are talking about. I just thought that I was resistant to the anesthetic needle. I kept holding it back. I didn’t know that I was given another injection later. I had known that the effect of the anesthetic needle was too low. I couldn’t bear it anymore. It hurt me to death. ..."
Anhao complained and tried to move her arm slowly. As a result, the moment she moved, she seemed to have affected the stitches on her back. She grinned and her eyes were red: "Ahhhhh... …"
Zuo Hancheng looked ugly and held down her hand: "Warn you not to move, you will listen to it after several times?"
"It's uncomfortable for me to keep my arm like this... It feels stiff and numb. You help me straighten my arm and let it go. It's almost disabled if I keep bending like this..."
Zuo Hancheng's hand was placed on her arm, and when Anhao's voice fell, he looked at her aggrieved little appearance. After all, he helped her change the posture of her arm. His movements were very light when changing the posture. , But it will inevitably still feel a little painful.
After all, the arms and shoulders are connected to the back, even a little movement will affect the flesh on the back, but it feels much better.
Until she changed to a comfortable position, she buried her face in the pillow with a sad expression and whispered: "How many days do I have to lie down?"
"Other minor injuries are not serious. Those stitched up injuries can't be touched. At least you have to lie on the bed like this for three or four days without moving."
"Three or four days?!" Anhao suddenly said with a look of surprise: "Then my chest will be crushed!"
"..." Zuo Hancheng looked at her with an attitude of having fun at this time: "You have developed well in the past few years, so you won't be able to survive for three or four days."
"That's going to be crushed..." Anhao buried her face in the pillow reluctantly: "I've been lying on my stomach a few days ago with a back injury, and now I'm lying on my stomach again, when is your head tall?"
Zuo Hancheng laughed softly: "In fact, it doesn't matter. Someone feeds you when you eat and drink. If you start to go to the bathroom tomorrow, you can get up and go to the bathroom as long as someone supports you and does not get the wound. As for the evening..." Glancing at her lower body: "The back-entry style is actually not bad."
An's face turned dark, and the hand that was on the pillow suddenly grabbed the pillow under his face and slammed it on him, but as soon as she did something, her back hurts and her face turned pale, and she immediately wilted. I got down and lay down on the bed honestly, but my mouth was cursing: "Asshole...I'm dying. You still want to enter the posture. My small body is like this. You can't think about it. Thing!"
Zuo Hancheng chuckled, but because Anhao's painful face instantly paled, he lifted the quilt behind her, checked the wound on her back, and made sure she just pulled it, and there was no other major incident. , Then gently covered the quilt for her again.
"If you move around, the stitched wound will easily collapse, and you can no longer continue to replenish the anesthetic needle. If you don't want to die from the pain, just lie on your stomach obediently, even if the sky is falling."
Zuo Hancheng's voice sounded like a half-joking, but it was so serious that Anhao could hear that he just didn't want to let himself be afraid of the queen because of the previous things, so he kept talking with him.
Anhao obediently stopped moving, just closed his eyes and grunted very sadly: "Speaking of which, if I really go to meet those fragments, if I am really disfigured... Zuo Hancheng, will you sweep me out? what?"