Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 133 The Man Gets Up With Green Tea, It's Terrible

"I don't mind you being disabled." Zhan Jincheng looked at Lu Zhao coldly, "Are you sure you want to delay like this?"

Lu Zhao was speechless.

Zhan Jincheng would not be able to attack him cruelly at this time.

Looking at Song Chaoyu next to him, as if he was going all out, he put his heart on his back and lay still: "Then there will be President Lao Zhan."

Zhan Jincheng's face became even more ugly, with dark eyes, he picked up a cotton ball with tweezers, wiped off the blood from the wound, and handed him a bundle of gauze for him to bite.

"Don't yell, it's noisy to my ears." Zhan Jincheng's hands were steady and ruthless, he didn't treat Lu Zhao as a person at all, the act of picking open the skin at the wound was like playing with a piece of pork that couldn't feel pain.

Lu Zhao was sweating profusely from the pain, biting the gauze tightly, but didn't say a word.

Zhan Jincheng looked up at him unexpectedly, and had to say that the Lu family is indeed a bunch of psychopaths, and this guy is the best among them. People who are ruthless to themselves will only be more ruthless to others.

Zhan Jincheng's eyes darkened, and he looked at Song Chaoyu with a bit more hatred for iron.

Tell her not to get involved with this kind of person, why don't you listen?
Inexplicably stared at by him, Song Chaoyu frowned, didn't he want to help himself?Why are you unhappy now.

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

Seeing that his slender and beautiful fingers were stained with blood, but his movements were methodical, he took out the metal piece inside in two or three strokes, put it on the table next to him, and made a clang.

Song Chaoyu's scalp felt numb all of a sudden.

Looking at Zhan Jincheng's gaze was also a bit more scrutinizing, he probably wouldn't do things like dealing with wounds, right?
Song Zhaoyu vaguely remembered that the Zhan family had always had their own doctor, not to mention such a serious injury, even if it was just a simple discomfort, there would be professionals to help him, and he would not need to do it himself.

Seeing him so skillful, she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Forget it, if he wants to help, he will help, lest her hands shake, and the injury will not be healed by then, and the person will be cured.

Lu Zhao was also full of doubts, which was very different from what he imagined, the young master.

"What?" Zhan Jincheng looked at Song Zhaoyu's surprised expression, and felt a little happy, "I don't know what you saw."

Being poked at the center, Song Chaoyu averted his eyes in embarrassment.

Seeing Lu Zhao's paler face, Song Chaoyu took a wet towel and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"what!--"

Lu Zhao suddenly felt a pain, and frowned and looked at the man who had been helping him treat the wound...

Just now I thought his movements were standard and his technique was very good, why did he suddenly start to hurt now?
Apart from deliberate intention, Lu Zhao couldn't think of any other reason.

Now that Zhan Jincheng has reached this point, there is no need for him to be polite!
Lu Zhao smiled helplessly, and then began to howl softly.

In fact, it didn't hurt so much that he had to cry out, but Song Zhaoyu was so obedient when he moved just now, and now he only needs to scream a few times symbolically, which is enough for a comparison.

Zhan Jincheng's hand paused, did it hurt so much when he pressed it?
Just thinking about it like this, he saw the imperceptible upturn of the corner of Lu Zhao's mouth, and his mood suddenly became worse.

Just now, he was slapped lightly, so he won't save face this time.

Lu Zhao howled even more fiercely, and Song Chaoyu was at a loss immediately: "What's wrong, what's wrong, I hurt you?" Song Zhaoyu was a little worried when he heard Lu Zhao's voice.

"It's not you." Lu Zhao said angrily.

If it's not her, then it's the one who treats the wound?

Song Chaoyu looked at Zhan Jincheng, and said helplessly, "Can you be a little lighter?"

"I'm already very light, but he can't bear it at all, so he screams with such strength." Zhan Jincheng said very indifferently.

He knew in his heart that even though he tried his best, this little strength was not enough to make a big man scream so hard.

"It hurts me." Lu Zhao looked aggrieved.

"Disgusting, pretentious!" Zhan Jincheng looked at the man in front of him impatiently, "Are you the kind of person who can't even stand this little pain?"

Song Chaoyu thought he had misunderstood just now, but now he was completely provoked.

This is not in Zhanjia, but in his own home!
When can Zhan Jincheng change his habit of not taking others seriously?
"I don't need your help." Song Chaoyu said coldly, "I'll just do it myself. I can do things like bandages myself."

Zhan Jincheng ignored her, and just continued with what he was doing.

He had already seen that this Lu Zhao didn't follow his good intentions, and now he was playing tricks, and Song Chaoyu, who was harmed, began to feel sorry for him now.

Song Zhaoyu wanted to snatch the gauze and tools from him, but he couldn't compete with him at all.

Lu Zhao felt that if this continued, the two of them would hug each other, so he hurriedly spoke to dissuade him: "Okay, Xiao Yu, I can bear it."

Seeing his aggrieved look, Zhan Jincheng became even more angry.

Since he can bear it, he doesn't need to be so careful!
Lu Zhao's wailing was real now, he never thought that this man would hit him so hard.

Song Chaoyu looked helpless, and finally healed the wound. A thin layer of sweat appeared on the foreheads of Lu Zhao and Zhan Jincheng.

Thinking of what Zhan Jincheng did just now, Song Chaoyu felt that he didn't want to be with him for a second.

Lu Zhao is a wounded person, I really don't know where he got such a cruel heart.

"Master Zhan, since the matter has been settled, can you leave?" Song Zhaoyu was very indifferent.

Zhan Jincheng looked back at her with some puzzlement, she had just finished cleaning up the wound of the man in front of him, and she was about to drive him away, did he really not care about him at all?

"Throw it away when you're done using it?" He said in a deep voice.

Song Zhaoyu took a deep breath, never expecting him to speak so badly: "I'm too lazy to tell you, this is my home, please leave."

Lu Zhao was watching the play, only to find it more and more funny, but he didn't expect the flames of war to suddenly burn on him.

"What about him? Why didn't he leave?" Zhan Jincheng pointed to the man half lying on the sofa, "Unless you let him leave, I won't leave."

After speaking, he even sat next to Lu Zhao, as if standing on the united front with him.

Lu Zhao's body froze immediately. With his current state, Song Chaoyu wouldn't drive him away in a fit of anger...

Song Zhaoyu was very speechless, looking at the man who stared at him without saying a word, he really couldn't think of a good way.

But she knew in her heart that now was not the time to be angry with this man.

Although Lu Zhao didn't say anything, the injuries on his body could not be ignored, and he had to rest quickly.

"You can take it with you if you want to stay. I'll help Lu Zhao in to rest first." Song Chaoyu said lightly, not intending to continue entangled with him.

"Can't he move by himself?" Zhan Jincheng frowned.

It suddenly occurred to him that just now Lu Zhao could get up and open the door for himself, so why couldn't Song Chaoyu do anything when he came back?

Lu Zhao didn't speak, but frowned, looking very painful: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, please be considerate of the injured."

Zhan Jincheng: "..."

Song Chaoyu didn't notice the tension between the two, and wanted to grab Lu Zhao's hand.

Zhan Jincheng saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he grabbed Lu Zhao's shoulder.

"I'll do the rest." He said in a deep voice, not giving Song Chaoyu any chance to refute.

Lu Zhao can't resist this man now, and can only watch him help him up.

"Be careful." Song Chaoyu whispered, a little nervous, "He's injured."

"Understood!" He said in a deep voice, his tone full of irritability.

Zhan Jincheng saw that Lu Zhao had been trying to win Song Chaoyu's sympathy, so he simply stopped playing tricks, and slowly helped Lu Zhao into the bedroom.

In this case, the person who is alone in the room with Song Chaoyu is himself.

So he helped Lu Zhao and quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)