He Is Warmer Than Time

He stretched his finger over and touched it lightly, and Song Ran came back to his senses, and quickly lowered his head to hide the scars, but Gu Jingxing directly picked out her chin with his fingers, causing her to look up.

"This injury...what's the matter?"

Song Ran was a little guilty, and wanted to perfuse it: "No...nothing, I just got it accidentally."

Gu Jingxing squeezed her chin: "What the **** is going on?"

Ok? How did this person become domineering in a second?

Song Ran became more guilty: "It was on the stage."

Gu Jingxing frowned: "On the stage... how could you hurt your neck?"

Song Ran chuckled, "Isn't there a hanging scene?"

Gu Jingxing gritted his teeth: "Are you really hanging?"

Song Ran’s innocent face: "I have to be dedicated to my work. If I can't make this sacrifice for my first performance on stage, our director will definitely despise me in his heart."

Gu Jingxing was so distressed that he gritted his teeth and said, "You are really willing to hurt yourself."

Song Ran didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't hurt..."

Gu Jingxing pressed his finger on the scar, and Song Ran immediately called out, "You...what are you doing?"

Gu Jingxing said with a cold face, "Didn't you say it doesn't hurt?"

Song Ran said with a bitter face: "It doesn't hurt when you don't touch it, it hurts when you touch it."

Gu Jingxing shook his head helplessly, and then called the caregiver outside the door to ask the uncle of the caregiver to call the head nurse over.

Song Ran grabbed his wrist: "You don't need to take medicine, it will be fine in two days."

The head nurse had already walked over. Regardless of Song Ran's intention, Gu Jingxing said directly: "Head nurse, please give her a medicine, her neck is bruised."

The head nurse came over, picked Song Ran's chin, looked at the wound in his neck, and said unsurely: "This... how can there be injuries here?"

It looks like the wound left by hanging himself, and then look after the clothes of the deputy group, a Qing palace costume, and a flag head...

Which one is this acting? Does Gu Deputy Tuan have any special hobbies, right?

Song Ran laughed and said, without saying anything, the head nurse hurried out to get the medicine.

Gu Jingxing felt that the look in the head nurse's eyes wasn't quite right.

He was a rough man, unable to understand the meaning implied in this kind of implicit gaze, anyway, this kind of feeling was not very good.

Finally, the head nurse finished taking the medicine, and wrapped a thin piece of gauze around Song Ran's neck, and said, "I'll give you this medicine. I will wipe it twice a day after I get home."

Song Ran nodded as if pounding garlic: "Okay, okay."

When the head nurse walked to the door, Gu Jingxing suddenly realized: "Um... the head nurse, her injury was caused by herself, not by me."

The head nurse smiled meaningfully: "Hehe, I see."

The second monk Gu Jingxingzhang couldn't figure it out. What does this smile mean? It always feels meaningful.

Pata, the door closed, Song Ran looked at the ointment in his hand and curled his lips: "I am so arrogant wherever I am, but it's just a small scar from the cloth strip. What kind of medicine should I put on?"

"It must be."

Song Ran shrugged: "Good, good, go up."

Gu Jingxing rubbed the tulle around her neck: "You won't be allowed to do it like this in the future, you know?"

Song Ran raised his eyes to look at him: "I don't like to hear these words."

Gu Jingxing squinted at her, and Song Ran was struggling: "You can save people regardless of life and death. Why can't I go all out to act? It's our job and we can't treat them differently."