If the play is real, it must be emotional first (6)
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Gu Mingxi couldn't refuse anymore and sat in the passenger seat.
Xiao Han immediately took out the medicine box and mineral water from the trunk. He first washed the wound with mineral water and then disinfected it.
Gu Mingxi just frowned and did not complain of pain. Xiao Han used a cotton swab to apply the ointment around the wound, and a trace of distress flowed through his eyes, "Madam, how can you not love yourself so much."
"This little injury doesn't matter." I didn't suffer any hardships or suffered any pain in prison. These are really insignificant.
"Madam, I don't care, but the people around me will care and worry." Xiao Han raised his eyes, his clear eyes flashing with complexity and entanglement, as well as the heartache that was trying to be suppressed.
Gu Mingxi looked a little dazed for a moment, and his breathing was stagnant. He quickly came back to his senses, and a faint bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Does anyone still care about herself now? Apart from Yan'er, she has nothing.
Your Excellency...will you care about her and care about her?
Xiao Han lowered his eyes and carefully bandaged her palm, "Don't touch the water, remember to change the dressing and gauze."
Gu Mingxi looked at his hands and smiled helplessly, "It's just a minor injury. Is Mr. Xiao too nervous?"
"Small injuries are injuries." Xiao Han said in a low voice, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his throat tightened, "If life is inconvenient, you can ask your Excellency to help you."
Gu Mingxi was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled lightly without saying anything else.
"lady."
"Huh?" Gu Mingxi turned her head and looked at his handsome profile without paying attention. Compared with Long Pei's cold and handsome face, he had a gentle temperament.
"Madam, can you please stop calling me Mr. Xiao? You can call me by my first name, Xiao Han." Xiao Han glanced at her lightly, "I am Mrs. Jin's doctor. Madam really doesn't need to be so polite to me."
According to their status, they are also masters and servants, and she can call them by their first names.
Gu Mingxi opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Or maybe Xiao Han wants to make friends with Madam, but Xiao Han is overestimating his capabilities?"
"That's not the case." Gu Mingxi quickly shook his head and explained, "Mr. Xiao... Xiao Han. I'm just afraid that it will bring you trouble."
"What trouble can Madam give me?" Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile on his lips, "Besides, since we are friends, it is normal to bring some trouble to friends. The president's wife is also a human being, and she is just like ordinary people.
People also need to eat and rest, and they also need to make friends when they get hurt."
It cannot be denied that Gu Mingxi was moved by his words.
Everyone sees the glamorous identity of the president's wife, but they don't know how much freedom and helplessness sitting in this position restricts her.
"Thank you, Xiao Han." Gu Mingxi pursed her lips and smiled faintly.
Xiao Han smiled lightly, "Then...can I not call you madam when no one is around?"
Gu Mingxi nodded.
"Gu, Mingxi..." Xiao Han whispered, his voice even trembling slightly.
The car was parked outside the Presidential Palace. Without a license, Xiao Han's car could not drive into the Presidential Palace. Gu Mingxi got out of the car and said goodbye to him through the car window.
He turned around and walked towards the Presidential Palace. Xiao Han's car did not drive away immediately, but stopped at the door for a long time. The suppressed and complex affection in his dark eyes was like the desire to be released in the dark night, without any concealment.
"Mingxi...Mingxi...Xixi..." The low voice contained too many emotions.
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