Chai Jing sent Zhao Yuan to his residence, and after entering the house, he took a look around.
"I didn't expect you, a single man, to keep the house very clean."
Zhao Yuan took out the medicine box from the study and said with a smile: "How can we sweep the world if we don't sweep one house?"
Chai Jing laughed dumbly, "Huh? Dr. Zhao has quite a bit of ambition."
Zhao Yuan smiled and did not answer.
Take out a silver bottle from the medicine box and open the lid.
A pungent smell filled the room.
Chai Jing pinched her nose, "What does it smell like? Why is it so smelly? It's scarier than canned herring!"
"Have you ever eaten canned herring?"
"No, but everyone says it smells bad. I can imagine how smelly it is." Chai Jing tried to breathe. The smell was really nauseating. Her belly rolled and her throat itched. She hurried to the bathroom and retched for a while.
When I came out, my eyes were red.
Zhao Yuan smiled and said: "The homemade ointment needs a few less ingredients, otherwise the smell will not be so pungent? It is so smelly, do you still dare to apply it on me?"
Chai Jing gritted her teeth: "You are not afraid of applying it on your body, what should I be afraid of?"
Zhao Yuan felt a little moved and took a mask and handed it to Chai Jing, "Wearing the mask will make things a little better."
Chai Jing put on a mask and was working on her emotions.
Zhao Yuan took off his clothes, revealing his strong body. Chai Jing remained calm, but secretly sighed in her heart. Zhao Yuan has a really good figure, with clear muscle lines and a white complexion, but he definitely does not feel malnourished.
Zhao Yuan's shoulder was hit, and a large purple-black bruise appeared. Chai Jing seemed to have forgotten the pungent smell of the ointment for a moment. She took out the ointment with her fingers and applied it gently and evenly to the bruised area.
Zhao Yuan frowned.
Chai Jing stopped quickly, "Did it hurt you?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head, "No! The ointment contains irritating ingredients and will sting when applied to the skin. This also means that the medicine is very effective. You don't need to worry about it and continue to apply it."
Chai Jing thought for a while, took off her mask, and gently blew on the applied area. At this moment, she was no longer obsessed with the smell of the ointment.
Zhao Yuan felt a gentle breeze blowing across his skin, and the stinging sensation was instantly blown away.
Chai Jing was very close to her body, and every breath she took was sprayed on Zhao Yuan's skin, making it warm and moist.
Zhao Yuan handed the wet wipe to Chai Jing and accidentally touched Chai Jing's finger.
The fingertips are soft, as if it will break if you pinch it lightly.
"Okay!" Chai Jing quickly retracted her hand, her face turned red as if she was hit by electricity.
Zhao Yuan secretly thought that Chai Jing was a little sensitive, but it was just normal physical contact and it was unintentional.
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Sure enough, it is a wise move for you to help me apply the medicine. It is not only convenient, but also does not hurt at all."
Chai Jing rolled her eyes at Zhao Yuan and said, "Don't talk sweet talk to me. You have to apply the medicine yourself tomorrow."
Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said that the ointment he prepared was very effective in treating bruises and injuries. One time was enough.
Zhao Yuan started to clear away the bottles and cans on the table, and Chai Jing went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After washing her hands for more than ten minutes, she put her fingers on the tip of her nose and sniffed carefully, but she still felt that the odor remained.
After the smell was diluted, although it was no longer nauseating, it still had a salty smell like sea water.
Chai Jing looked at herself in the mirror, and a dark wave surged in her heart. It is said that when a person lives in his heart, he will ignore the other person's appearance and tolerate all the other person's shortcomings.
Chai Jing was able to endure such a pungent smell, presumably because Zhao Yuan had opened his heart.
Returning to the living room, Zhao Yuan took the air freshener and sprayed it everywhere. The smell that had just filled the air had disappeared.
Chai Jing smiled and said, "The house no longer smells, but you still stink."
Zhao Yuan joked: "Then stay away from me, don't let me smoke you."
Chai Jing shook her head, "Don't worry, even if you become a canned herring one day, I won't dislike you."
Zhao Yuan felt warm in his heart, "For your promise, I swear that I will not turn myself into a canned herring!"
Chai Jing turned her wrist and looked at her watch, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early. I'll leave first."
"Then shall I see you off?" Zhao Yuan followed Chai Jing.
Chai Jing suddenly stood still, and Zhao Yuan almost bumped into her.
Chai Jing stood on tiptoes, suddenly pecked Zhao Yuan gently on the mouth, and then ran out quickly.
Zhao Yuan was overwhelmed by Chai Jing's sudden kiss and stood there blankly. When he came to his senses, Chai Jing had already run downstairs, got into the car and started the car.
Chai Jing opened the car window, put her fingers on her lips, blew a kiss to Zhao Yuan, and then the car rushed into the avenue like a frightened bird.
Zhao Yuan looked at the taillights with a smile on his lips.
Emotions sprout quickly after being tempered by setbacks.
The relationship with Chai Jing has further developed.
Chai Jing stopped at the traffic light, pressed her red lips with her fingers, and a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Chai Jing, Chai Jing, I didn't expect you to be able to eat 'stinky tofu'. Your taste has changed too much, right?"
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When he got up the next day, Zhao Yuan washed the quilt and sheets - the smell was too strong.
Walking into the bathroom, he looked at the position of his shoulders through the mirror.
The traces of congestion on the injured area yesterday were very light, and the ointment I prepared worked well.
Then he walked into the shower room and started taking a bath.
He usually takes a shower very quickly, but today it took him a full hour.
After taking a shower, Zhao Yuan felt refreshed and rushed to the hospital.
Arriving at the emergency surgery department, Zhao Yuan inquired at the nurse's desk about the female patient who was sent to the party last night.
Zhao Yuan performed emergency treatment on the spot. The female patient was in good condition and has now been transferred to the general ward.
Zhao Yuan came to the ward and planned to see the female patient. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a clear voice, "Hello, Doctor Zhao!"
Su Mo looked a little tired. She was mainly dressed in off-white colors, revealing a large portion of her slender white calves. She chose a white doll collar for her top, an A-line knee-length skirt for her bottom, and a silver bag around her waist.
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When Zhao Yuan saw it was Su Mo, he smiled and said, "Hello!"
The female patient on the hospital bed nodded and smiled at Zhao Yuan. She knew that Zhao Yuan appeared immediately last night and stopped the murderer's violence.
Zhao Yuan hung up the curtain, and even though the injury was on the head, he still did a full body check on her.
Zhao Yuan mainly examined her head.
"The wound is healing well and I will be discharged from the hospital in three to five days."
After Zhao Yuan finished checking, he walked out of the ward.
Su Mo also followed out.
"Thank you for helping me last night." Su Mo smiled, his attitude completely different from before.
He no longer pretends to be superior.
Zhao Yuan said lightly: "It takes a little effort."
Just as Su Mo was about to speak, the cell phone in Zhao Yuan's pocket rang.
He answered the phone, listened to the instructions clearly, waved goodbye to Su Mo, and immediately ran towards the emergency room.
Su Mo looked at Zhao Yuan's back, biting his lips with silver teeth, and said angrily: "This person is so rude! He ran away before I could finish saying my thanks!"
