Chapter 533
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"Hey, young man, how can you say that?" The woman said angrily. "TV is TV. That's acting. You guys are doing a live broadcast. You're corrupting the atmosphere."
Nian Junting's eyes grew even colder.
How dare he say that they are corrupting the atmosphere?
They truly loved each other. Their love was comparable to that of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maid.
Nowadays, people's love has too many motives. How could it be as pure and clean as theirs?
"Auntie, don't talk as if you haven't kissed before. Otherwise, where did your child come from?" He retorted harshly.
The ward was filled with laughter.
The woman blushed. The child beside her asked weakly, "Mommy, how did I get here? Did I come out after you and Daddy kissed each other?"
The laughter in the ward grew louder.
The woman wanted nothing more than to dig a hole in the ground.
The skin of these young people could only be described as impenetrable.
"Alright, that's enough." Luo Sang was embarrassed as well. She glared at Nian Junting and said, "Just lie down. Isn't your back injured? Won't it hurt to lie down like this?"
"It doesn't hurt." Nian Junting shook his head. "To me, this little bit of pain is like being bitten by an ant."
Luo Sang was stunned. "Then why were you complaining about the pain earlier?"
"I was pretending."
"…"
You still have the nerve to say it out loud?
Moreover, his acting was so real.
She was so distressed that she was about to cry.
"Excuse me, it's time for the infusion." A nurse pushed a trolley over. "Are you Nian Junting?"
"Here they are." Luo Sang glanced at the medicine. There were four bottles, two of which were large. She estimated that she would lose until eleven or twelve o 'clock.
"Sit up." Luosang helped him sit up and put a pillow on his waist. After all, his back was injured, so it was better to be careful.
Nian Junting reached out his hand and noticed the "Internship" sign on the nurse's chest.
The nurse started inserting the needle. He didn't know how the nurse did it, but as soon as the needle went in, he gasped, "Ouch, ouch …"
He had never seen a nurse who was so bad at inserting needles. Not only did it hurt, but it felt like someone was cutting his flesh with a knife.
"You're too pretentious. How painful can it be?" Luo Sang rolled her eyes.
Nian Junting's face was ghastly pale. He couldn't explain himself.
After the nurse left, the old man next to him said, "This nurse's acupuncture skills are really bad. The first time she pricked me, it hurt so much that I cried. For the next few days, I had injections here. I didn't dare to let her do it again."
Luosang nodded, then turned to Nian Junting and said, "He's an old man, so it's understandable that he's in pain. But you're from the special forces, so the pain must be like ants biting you."
"…"
He was choked to death by her.
"Luoluo, I'm hungry." After a while, he rubbed his stomach.
Luo Sang teased, "Do you want me to buy you some spicy soup?"
"Don't, I'm going there for you." Nian Junting didn't feel good.
"Is that so? I don't believe you." Luosang raised her brows on purpose. "Before, every time I invited you to barbecue or spicy soup, you wouldn't go, not to mention cleaning stools for me. Speaking of which, you put your arm around another woman's shoulder. How was it? Did it feel good to put your arm around another woman's shoulder? Did it feel good when she fed you?"
Nian Junting looked a little unnatural. A faint blush appeared on his pale face. "I … I was trying to provoke you, wasn't I?"
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