Qiao Ran and Zuo Chenye returned to their homes in the city from the private cemetery.
After entering the door, Qiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief. She was frantically surrounded by the media just now, which made her feel lingering fear.
She leaned against the wall weakly, taking off her shoes and letting out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, she felt a pull on her back, followed by waves of burning pain.
She quickly stood up straight, not daring to lean her back against the wall. It seemed that when she was surrounded by reporters just now, a reporter pulled her from behind, causing her wound to open again. Before, her nerves had been tense and she didn't feel any pain. Now,
After I relaxed my body and mind, I felt severe pain.
Zuo Chenye caught a glimpse of Qiao Ran frowning and biting his lower lip, his expression forbearing and his body stiff, and he probably guessed the reason.
He suddenly picked up Qiao Ran and strode to the room on the second floor.
Qiao Ran only had time to whisper, before he had already carried her into the room and placed her on the soft big bed.
"Let me see if the wound is open." As Zuo Chenye spoke, he had already started to take off her black shirt.
"Hey, you!" Qiao Ran was powerless to stop him. Now he was taking off her clothes as if it was a common thing. He didn't even ask her.
His slightly cold fingers traced her soft back and touched the wound, "Fortunately, there was only one crack. The other parts have recovered well. Lin Feng's wound medicine is indeed very effective."
After that, he took out iodophor disinfectant, gauze, wound medicine, etc. from the bedside table.
Then, he used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to carefully disinfect her wound, and then re-applied ointment.
The ointment was refreshing and cool, and his movements were gentle and slow, massaging back and forth. It was so comfortable that she couldn't help but moan.
Maybe she was tired of being surrounded by reporters in the morning, or maybe the pain in the wound was relieved, allowing her to relax.
She actually fell asleep under his gentle touch.
Take a nap.
Qiao Ran suddenly woke up. Damn it, why did she fall asleep?
She remembered that she still had important things to do, and quickly looked up at the time on the bedside table.
Fortunately, it came in a hurry, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It almost delayed her business.
"woke up?"
Zuo Chenye's faint magnetic voice came from the room.
She turned around and looked over, only to see him sinking into the sofa. The curtains were half-closed, and it was still raining outside. The gloomy, dim light reflected on his handsome face with deep outlines, making it more three-dimensional.
Perfect.
On his slender legs rested a thin laptop.
"Are you dealing with work?" Qiao Ran couldn't help but ask when he saw his serious expression. Could it be that he had been staying with her in the room after she fell asleep? This feeling was weird.
"Yeah. It's almost ready." He typed quickly on the keyboard with his long fingers, quickly finished the work at hand and closed the computer.