Chapter 242

Bai Sang's fingers started to bleed.

"Ah, Jiaojiao!" Seeing her hands, the mother anxiously helped her up.

Grab people and go out.

Come to the medical hall.

After a while, Bai Sang's fingers were wrapped in layers of cloth.

There are traces of blood flowing out of it.

"Is it because Zhengqing is going to a private school, are you worried?" The secretary nodded her head with her finger, "The cut is so deep, Zhengqing must be so distressed when he comes back."

Bai Sang's cheeks were slightly red, "Mother, should Mr. Xiang go to a private school to study?"

"Of course, why don't mother take you to have a look? It's not early, and they are coming back."

"OK!"

Bai Sang followed Shumu to the door of the private school.

This private school is located across the river, and there are some stalls at the entrance.

There are all kinds of things.

Bai Sang looked a little dazzled.

Passing by a stall, she pulled her mother and whispered, "Mother, their workmanship is not as good as ours."

The book mother smiled: "Naturally."

Before the two had waited long, the door of the private school opened.

Shu Zhengqing appeared in front of him.

He was walking with an old bearded old lady with a serious face.

The father of the book followed behind, with a look of joy on his face.

Seeing this, Bai Sang breathed a sigh of relief.

It must be over.

She laughed along.

Shu Zhengqing talked for a while, and saw Bai Sang and Niang standing at the door.

After finishing talking with the old man here, he immediately trotted over to Baisang.

Stretching out his hand to hold Bai Sang's hand habitually: "My lady."

Bai Sang's face turned pale, "It hurts."

"My lady, what's the matter?" Shu Zhengqing immediately let go of her hand.

Suddenly, he saw that his left hand was wrapped in cloth.

Now because he squeezed it hard, the cloth was stained red with blood, and it looked terrible.

Shu Zhengqing's face turned pale, and he gently held Bai Sang's left hand in front of his eyes, "My lady, why are you hurt!"

Bai Sang held up his smile and shook his head, wanting to withdraw his hand.

But this hand hurts too much.

"Look at your hands and feet, hurry to the medicine hall!" Shumu carried the white mulberry on her back, came to the medicine hall again, and reapplied the medicine.

Bai Sang's eyes turned red from the pain, just now Shu Zhengqing grabbed her left hand hard, sticking the cloth into her flesh.

The new dressing was changed, and when it was pulled out, tears of pain almost flowed down.

Next to him, Shu Zhengqing's eyes were also red, seeing the woman's face in pain, he clenched his fists tightly.

They all want to slap themselves.

"It's also because some of the meat has been cut off. When new meat grows, it will be fine." The doctor took a pen and wrote: "I have lost too much blood, and I prescribed a prescription to catch the medicine."

Shu Zhengqing supported Bai Sang, moving cautiously, "Lady, it's all my fault, hit me."

After speaking, he put his face in front of Bai Sang, and really let her hit him.

Bai Sang came over slowly, and gave a chuckle: "I was also injured because I missed my husband and lost my mind. Could it also be counted on my husband?"

Shu Zhengqing pursed his lips. He tightly held Baisang's uninjured right hand and rubbed it in his palm, "My lady, I miss you too. When I was studying, I always turned my head and looked to the side, thinking that you were also Yes. But the person sitting next to him is an unknown person, he found that I was always looking at him, and thought I had something to do with him. "

"Pfft." Bai Sang laughed out loud.

My heart is also comforted.

Xianggong has not forgotten himself.

"Really, he even talked to me during the class break, asking if I had a problem with him." After finishing speaking, Shu Zhengqing leaned into Baisang's ear and continued in a low voice, "Because he's a little fat, I heard someone shout He's fat."

Bai Sang is happier now.

Almost didn't cover my stomach and laugh.