Nanny Polti tried to stop her, but the young master raised his hand and pushed her away, causing her to hit the terrace door.
Ji Anan looked at him in shock, what kind of new type of madness is this?
He tore the bandage into several pieces, and because he applied too much force, the fresh wound began to bleed again.
Beiming Shaoxi was not satisfied with her indifference
A violent storm is about to arise before our eyes!
Ji Anan came to his senses: "Stop tearing it apart!"
Beiming Shaoxi pursed his lips, stared at her with a deep gaze, and used that very tempting look...
Ji Anan bit his lip, clearly feeling that he had done nothing wrong. He was the one who rushed to the casino and went crazy to gamble.
But why does she feel like she has done something wrong now?
She wanted to say something, but Beiming Shaoxi turned around and left again.
Not only Ji An'an, all the servants are confused... They don't understand what's going on with the young master's coming and going?
Beiming Yechen said in a deep voice: "He wants you to follow him instead of standing still."
Nanny Bolti suddenly realized: "The second young master still understands him..."
"He hopes that you will care about his injuries and take care of him." Bei Mingyechen pulled his lips and smiled, "It seems that there is no need for idlers like us. All he wants is you."
Ji Anan's heart felt tight.
"Go ahead, if you need help with anything, give me a call."
"Well... you go take a shower and bandage the wound." Ji An'an stared at his embarrassment, "The back of your hand is bruised, do you know that you need to take care of it properly?"
Beiming Yechen, who originally looked disappointed, was like a puppy being stroked on the head by its owner.
As long as Ji Anan gives him a little care, he will be filled with happiness...
A face suddenly smiled like a cosmos, and the rainy night seemed to be brightened.
Ji Anan looked at him strangely: "Are you sick too?"
Bei Mingyechen reached out and pinched her cheek: "Then I'm going to take a shower!"
A pair of gloomy eyes glanced over.
Ji Anan discovered that Beiming Shaoxi had left and returned again, even more angry than before.
The sinister gaze fell on the hand squeezing Ji Anan's face...
His heart was torn open and it hurt. She really didn't care about him and was still in the mood to flirt with other men here.
A terrible smoke rose.
Seeing that Beiming Shaoxi was about to go crazy again, Ji Anan grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Patients should rest more. Why don't you stay in bed?"
"..."
"Let's go, I'll go with you, the wound needs to be bandaged again."
She grabbed the hem of his clothes and walked forward.
Beiming Shaoxi clenched his teeth, eyes scarlet, and followed her forward in a daze.
Nurse Polty looked behind her, dumbfounded...
Their eldest young master really cares about this woman!
The doctor said solemnly: "The young master's current high fever caused by the wound is 398... He does not have much consciousness in his actions, and he does it all based on instinct."
Hearing this, Nurse Polty was even more surprised.
How much love is there, a love that is engraved in one's bones, that in times of chaos, one still thinks of her and wants to see her?
The servant covered his mouth and snickered: "The young master turns out to be so sullen at heart..."
big**!
Ji An'an also had the same voice in his heart at this time. If he wanted her to care, just speak out, but he didn't say a word.
Beiming Shaoxi's whole body was filled with heat, and every step he took was so heavy that he was almost crumbling. His hot palm grasped her little hand and wrapped it tightly in his hand.