Song Lan vomited so hard that she finally fell limply and was helped out of the public toilet stall by Lin Jing.
When such an emergency occurred, KEO staff had no intention of joking.
Some people chose to call the police, some went to pack up fishing tools, some started their vehicles, and some sent messages to He Chaozhi.
The appearance of He Chaozhi surprised Song Lan, and she even suspected that she had seen it wrong.
He Chaozhi, who was supposed to show up at 5 pm, arrived at KEO with a tired look on his face, and it was 2:30 pm.
At this time, Song Lan finished her work with a pale face. Before that, she gave the others a rest for half a day and continued working under the concerned and worried eyes of others.
When Lin Jing came back from the police station, she happened to see He Chaozhi entering the president's office, so she had to find an empty desk and rest temporarily.
In the president's office, He Chaozhi saw Song Lan still working and became very angry, "Song Lan, are you still working at this time?"
When Song Lan heard He Chaozhi's voice, something strange flashed across her face. She tried her best to smile, "You came back very early today!"
When He Chaozhi heard Song Lan wanted to change the subject, he felt even more unhappy. He grabbed Song Lan's arm and pulled him out of the door.
Song Lan looked at the interview outline that was only a few lines away from being completed, took a deep breath, hugged He Chaozhi's arm, and grabbed the door frame with the other hand.
"I'm still a little bit close to finishing it right away." There was a hint of flattery in Song Lan's tone.
He Chaozhi's nose was almost crooked with anger. He pulled twice, but it couldn't move anymore. He turned around and hugged Song Lan into his arms.
"Song Lan, do you know that at this time, the most important thing you should do is rest!" He Chaozhi said through gritted teeth.
Song Lan was slightly startled. She didn't tell He Chaozhi about Lu Ang's attack on her, just because she didn't want to use He Chaozhi's fox to fake the power of a tiger.
The best way to handle this matter is with the police.
But now it seems that He Chaozhi already knows about this.
"He Chaozhi, calm down."
Song Lan felt that his head hurt even more. The wound was involved because of He Chaozhi's actions, and it started to hurt again.
She was obviously injured, why did she need to comfort He Chaozhi?
He Chaozhi hugged Song Lan, and his emotions were surging. He mentally greeted all eighteen generations of Lu Ang's ancestors before he calmed down a little.
"Lu Ang, you are seeking death!" He Chaozhi said through gritted teeth.
In Night City, if anyone dares to touch He Chaozhi, Lu Ang will be damned!
Song Lan took out a hand and gently covered his head, his face almost wrinkled into bark.
"Let go of me, I have a headache."
He Chaozhi looked down and saw at a glance the newly scabbed wound on her head, a wound the size of a fingernail, beginning to ooze blood.
He Chaozhi quickly let go and replaced his holding her with holding her arms.
Song Lan held her temples and followed He Chaozhi to the small sofa. She sat down and held her head in her hands.
"Hurry up and buy me some anti-hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicine," He Chaozhi hurriedly called his assistant.
Song Lan tugged on his sleeve, grinning in pain, and pointed to the plastic bag on the table with one hand.
"Inside is the medicine Lin Jing asked someone to buy. Please give it to me again."
He Chaozhi stuffed his cell phone back into his trouser pocket, walked to the table in two steps, and pulled out an iodophor cotton swab and a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao.
A pair of long legs appeared in Song Lan's field of vision. He Chaozhi stood in front of her, dipped a cotton swab in iodine, and carefully wiped the wound on her head.
Song Lan stared at the dark and oily leather shoes in a daze. The top of her head felt cool, and a pair of gentle hands caressed her head from time to time.
He Chaozhi patiently applied the medicine to Song Lan, gently holding her head with one hand, and carefully removing every part of her hair with the other hand to check if there were any other injuries.
Suddenly, Song Lan hugged her waist and put her forehead on his chest, looking a little frustrated.
"He Chaozhi," Song Lan felt that He Chaozhi's movements were a little slower. After waiting for a while, she raised her head and called his name.
He Chaozhi paused his hand slightly, frowned, lowered his head and looked into Song Lan's tearful eyes. He immediately panicked.
"What's wrong with you?" He Chaozhi opened Song Lan's hand, squatted in front of her, and looked her up and down nervously.
Song Lan hooked her slender arms around his neck, feeling very uncomfortable. She was more afraid of He Chaozhi leaving than being bullied by Lu Ang.
She thought she was not a lover, but He Chaozhi was so kind to her that it made her feel a little sad.
He Chaozhi gently held her face, gently wiped away her tears with one hand, lowered his head and covered her lips. The kiss was unexpectedly gentle and affectionate.
Like a feather that is so gentle that it makes one's heart tremble, it soothes the pain in Song Lan's heart.
"He Chaozhi, will you never leave me!" Song Lan's voice was slightly choked, but she still asked with a smile.
She wanted to confirm He Chaozhi's feelings again before indulging in this relationship.
He Chaozhi looked down at Song Lan, his eyes filled with a gentleness that could drown people. He smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth became more and more open.
"Song Lan, He Chaozhi will be with you in life and death in this life."
Song Lan covered her hot face and leaned on his shoulder, all the haze in her heart disappeared.
In the next few days, Song Lan was held by He Chaozhi's side, and even work was handled at He Chaozhi's villa.
Until a week later, there was a particularly important project that required Song Lan to go out in person to interview.
"Lan Lan, please find someone else to do the interview with!" He Chaozhi hugged her waist and acted coquettishly.
He Chaozhi was shamelessly being cute. Song Lan covered his face with one hand and pushed away He Chaozhi's disobedient expression with the other.
He Chaozhi shamelessly took her hand, put it to his lips, kissed her, and then pulled her into his arms, "We haven't found that guy Lu Ang yet."
The implication is that He Chaozhi was worried that Lu Ang would attack Song Lan again, and he was worried.
Song Lan had already recovered from the sneak attack, "I will take Zhang Qi and Fang He, both of whom can do some martial arts."
Zhang Qi is a disciple of a famous master, and Fang He heard that he also has a family tradition of kung fu.
He Chaozhi was noncommittal, holding Song Lan's hand and refusing to give up, "Lan Lan, how about I accompany you?"
Song Lan looked sideways at him, looked him up and down, then shook his head, "You are too eye-catching."
He Chaozhi frowned and pinched his eyebrows, "But I'm really worried."
It was rare for Song Lan to see He Chaozhi be so peaceful, and he was so "evil when he dared", so he stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and then quickly withdrew his hand.
"Be obedient at home and I will be back soon." Song Lan seized the opportunity, grabbed the bag on the table and left.
