The next day, Tang Buhua began to do the examination very actively and seriously. The excited look that was so excited that Murong Jinyan couldn't help but find it funny and cute.

There were basically no problems with all examinations. The injuries on her body were not a big problem. She had been recuperating for several days, and various conditions were even more normal than when she was not injured before.

Originally, Tang Doudu was planning to transfer her to a military hospital with better conditions, but was stopped by Tang Buhuai.

Tang Buhua lay on the bed, waiting patiently for the doctor to remove the stitches for her.

After a while, a female doctor came to help her remove the stitches with her stuff.

Murong Jinyan stood there and watched.

Tang Buhua gave him a look and let him experience it for himself.

The little doctor stood aside and couldn't help laughing.

Murong Jinyan really stood still.

Tang Buhua grabbed the hem of his clothes and did not move...

"What's wrong?" Murong Jinyan asked softly.

The little doctor who came to remove the stitch finally couldn't help laughing: "She is embarrassed, she needs to lift her clothes when she removes the stitch."

Tang Buhuan listened to the little doctor's thoughts and his face turned red.

"What's so sorry for this?" Murong Jinyan felt it didn't matter. "We are still living together, but you are still apart from each other?"

"Of course there is a difference between men and women...you're out!" Tang Buhuai couldn't help but blush because of Murong Jinyan's teasing words and glared at him.

Of course, her look was not intimidating to Murong Jinyan.

However, Murong Jinyan nodded and turned around and went out. He said this, but it did not mean that he did not respect Tang Buhuai's ideas.

He just stood there, but he didn't have so many evil thoughts. He just wanted to see if Tang Buhua's injury had really healed and how severe it was. When Tang Buhua was injured that day, he had no idea. He always felt that he had to see her injury clearly before he knew if it was really okay to have a wound.

Murong Jinyan waited outside for a while, watched the little doctor come out of the ward, held back the smile on the corner of his lips and nodded at him, indicating that he could go in.

When Murong Jinyan entered the house, Tang Buhuai happened to change his clothes and tried to walk around the bed. The wound was almost not very painful except for a faint pain.

"Finally get better! You can move around! I've been in the hospital these days and I'm almost growing hair." Tang Buhua heard the voice coming from behind, and naturally knew that Murong Jinyan came in and said while turning around.

Murong Jinyan walked behind Tang Buhuai, raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, then held her back with his hands: "You should not move around, the wound..."

"It's not that fragile. If the thread is removed, it won't crack or something anymore. I'll be careful...ah!" Before Tang Buyao finished speaking, he was suddenly picked up by Murong Jinyan from behind.

"Ah!! Brother Jinyan..." Tang Buhua widened his eyes, "What are you doing?!"

"Let's go, take you home first." Murong Jinyan walked out, "I'll have someone come to pack up the things later and take them over."

"Brother Jinyan, your waist." Tang Buhuai was not in the mood to think about anything else now. Seeing Murong Jinyan picking him up so hard.
Chapter completed!