The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

After a while, ah Chou brought in another basin of hot water. The yard was too big. From the kitchen to here, at least ten feet. Ah Chou was afraid of the cold water, so she trotted in all the way. At this time, she gasped a little bit. She couldn't care about the sweat at one end. This time, she took off her shoes and climbed into the bed. She decided to wipe Zhong Mingwei well.

"It's a rare day when it's warm today," she whispered to Zhong Mingwei as she washed her handkerchief

Naturally, there was no answer. Ah Chou didn't ask again. When Quan was approved, she started to lift up the broken blanket on Zhong Mingwei's body. As she thought, the people below were naked. It was the first time she did such a thing. Ah Chou was embarrassed. She tried to cover up her discomfort, turning her head to twist the pad, and said to herself He said to himself, "it's ok No problem I'll just wipe it for you. It's ok... "

I don't know if it's for Zhong Mingwei or for him to be relieved.

The warm pad was all the way down from the chin, and ah Chou rubbed it carefully for him. At the beginning, he was not comfortable, but later that idea was also thrown out of the sky by ah Chou, because Zhong Mingwei's body was too dirty, and he was covered with bedsores. The harder ah Chou rubbed himself, the more bedsores he could find, Not only on the arms, thighs, and even on the abdomen, there are many bedsores. Needless to say, there are only more bedsores under the body.

"How could this happen?" A Chou looked at a bedsore on Zhong Mingwei's abdomen, and she was so worried that she would cry. She had never seen so many bedsores. It was shocking. She dared not touch them. She could only wipe the edge gently with a pad. Her fingers were shaking and her voice was crying. "Why don't you ask a doctor to show you the wound? Why did they do this to you? You Does it hurt? "

The warm tears fell on the bedsore bit by bit. Maybe it was stung by the tears. The startling flesh trembled slightly. Ah Chou thought it was his eyes. He was so busy that he wiped away the tears. Then he looked at it intently. The flesh was still stiff. Ah Chou was sad again. Was this man really paralyzed?

A Chou changes another basin of hot water and cleans both legs of Zhong Mingwei carefully. Zhong Mingwei is very tall, which can be seen from the two long legs alone. But now the two legs are rigid and stiff, but the flesh and skin are a little loose, and there is no vitality at all. A Chou gently pinches them with his fingers, but there is no reaction. A Chou is very frustrated There was no carelessness in the hands, even the big feet were wiped clean.

"Wipe the back, too?" After wiping his legs, ah Chou said to Zhong Mingwei again. Knowing that Zhong Mingwei would not respond to her, ah Chou asked in a low voice, "can you turn over? Really Can't you move all over? "

No one paid attention to her. Ah Chou was a little frustrated when he saw Zhong Mingwei's tight lips, but at a glance he saw his sliding Adam's apple. He suddenly jumped in his heart, obviously he understood something.

This man of thousands of dignities has fallen into today's situation. It must be more painful for him to survive than to die, right? But he was so paralyzed that he could not even die.