Chapter 1257 Fear of Pain

Yan Huan tapped the glass lightly with her fingers for a few times, then she took off her clothes, moved a stool, and reached into the fish tank. Fortunately, there was a scene close to the water surface, and fortunately, her hand could still touch it. She reached into the rockery and felt inside, and then fished out the jewelry she had thrown in.

She threw it in at the time, and she might have thought that she might have to pick it up again soon, so she didn't think about putting it in the safe. Besides, for her, these were not valuable things. To put it bluntly, they were just some ordinary jewelry, and they were not worth putting in the safe.

But now she has decided to leave here, so there is no reason to leave these things behind. Even if she throws them away, she will not leave them to Lu Qin, the vampire-like mother and son.

She took out one piece of jewelry after another with great effort, and when she fished them out, her clothes were soaked.

And the fish were hiding far away, and when her hand finally left, the fish swam happily.

Yan Huan lowered her head to look at her clothes and the hand that was wrapped like a zongzi.

The zongzi was submerged in water.

What to do?

The doctor said that she couldn't see water, but she forgot.

It shouldn't be a problem, right?

She changed her clothes, and then put all the jewelry inside the quilt, and then wiped it clean with the quilt. It was indeed real gold and silver, real diamonds and real pearls. Even after being soaked in water for so long, it was still crystal clear as it was at the beginning.

She opened the box again and put all the jewelry in a box, a whole box.

But now she didn't understand why she thought of buying these in the first place.

And is it useful to buy these?

She pretended to be expensive on the outside, but she was cheap on the inside.

In front of others, she was surrounded by pearls, but behind her back. I don't know how many people still hold her naked photo to comment on her.

She sighed deeply, then stuffed the things in the box, covered it with a piece of clothing, and then walked out with her suitcase.

There was still no one outside. Those who should be sleeping were sleeping, and those who were not awake would not wake up.

Just like Qin Xiaoyue, she would not wake up until ten o'clock every day.

"Hey, Miss Yan, you are back?" The little nanny hired by Yan Huan was shocked when she saw Yan Huan. When did she come back? How come she didn't know?

Moreover, she glanced at the suitcase in Yan Huan's hand. Is he leaving again?

"Shh..." Yan Huan put his finger on his lips.

The nanny knew that this was what Yan Huan didn't want others to know, so she didn't say anything.

"Oh, right," Yan Huan just remembered something, "Can you help me find a medicine box?"

"Oh, OK," the nanny whispered as she heard this, and hurriedly went to find gauze. Yan Huan put down the suitcase and sat on the sofa on the side. She put her hand on her leg, and then took off the soaked gauze bit by bit. She took it off carefully, as if she was afraid of pain, and there was fear in her drooping eyelashes.

Yes, it was fear, and it was also painful.

She was afraid of what would happen if a piece of flesh was torn off, what would happen if the wound was torn open, and what would happen if the wound was too hideous?

And she didn't know that at this time, not far away, a man was standing there, holding a cup in his hand, and his white nightgown slightly exposed his collarbone.

He stood sideways, but didn't move, and didn't say a word.

After a while, the nanny ran over, also holding a medicine box in her hand. When she saw Yan Huan's hand, she was also scared.

Miss Yan, how is your hand? Is it injured?

Yan Huan smiled bitterly, yes, it is injured, and it still hurts.

And the worst thing is that she is still afraid of pain.

The wet gauze was finally removed. She was not a professional, and although it was already very small, it still hurt. The pain made her eyes wet because she cried.

After the gauze was removed, she looked at her wound. It was a big wound, and it looked like it had been stitched, but fortunately it didn't bleed, but the sight of water was shocking again. It looked painful, not to mention that it was really painful.

"Miss Yan, can I help you?"

The nanny whispered

"No, I can do it myself, you..." She glanced at the little nanny, "Put down the medicine box and go to rest by yourself. Don't let anyone know that I'm back, I'll leave soon."

"Okay," the nanny didn't know why Yan Huan didn't let anyone know that she had been back, but she thought about it and thought it might be because Yan Huan didn't want to disturb others, after all, it wasn't even five o'clock now.

The nanny was not worried, but she had to leave in the end. However, she looked back at Yan Huan several times. She felt that Yan Huan was quite pitiful now.

Yan Huan looked for medicine in the medicine box. Although she was not a doctor, she had been struggling for so many years. She had applied medicine to herself quite often, but she was afraid of pain.

And no one was not afraid of pain. Those who were not afraid of pain were all lying. Everyone knew pain and everyone was afraid of pain.

She took out the disinfectant water from it, placed the bottle of disinfectant water on her knees, then took some cotton swabs and dabbed some on it, carefully applying it to the palm of her hand. As soon as the disinfectant water touched the wound, her His body couldn't help but shrink, and so did his hands.

It hurts.

She sniffed, clenched her teeth, endured the pain and was careful, and wiped the wound bit by bit, as well as the skin around the wound, and then took the gauze bit by bit. Wrapped around her hand, she hung her long eyelashes, and you could vaguely see the water droplets rolling down her long eyelashes, as well as her hair that was wet and turned into a few strands.

She bit one end of the gauze with her teeth, tied a knot, and then put the disinfectant back into the medicine box. She picked up her used gauze, pulled the box and walked outside. At this time It seems to be still dark outside.

When she got outside, the air was filled with dew, and there seemed to be some frost all around. She suddenly felt cold. She shrank her body and threw her used gauze aside. In the trash can, she continued walking with the box in hand. There were no cars here. She had to walk to the intersection in front of her before there would be a bus or taxi.

The wind blew on her face from time to time. She used her uninjured hand to wrap her clothes tightly, and then she continued walking while pulling the box.

From time to time, the wind lifted the corners of her coat, revealing a fair but bloodless face.