President's wife

Bai Yaoyu followed her to the room Uncle Luo had just prepared for her.

"The young master's injury is a gunshot wound. It's hit to the bone. He can't move for at least a week."

What was thought to be a bruise, turned out to be a bullet into the bone.

"As long as you change the medicine more often, you will be fine soon."

Bai Yaoyu felt relieved, "Thank you, just now, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Roland stuffed her a bottle of medicine with only a label on it.

She couldn't understand it, she was a bit like a peddler at the entrance of the vegetable market, swearing by a "miracle medicine" but guaranteed to have a surprisingly effective effect, she frowned slightly.

Roland could see her thoughts, "I made this myself, it cannot be bought in the market."

If it were an ordinary doctor, she would never dare to use it on Long Qingye, but Roland is a genius doctor, and based on this alone, she believed it.

"How does this work?"

"You wipe a little with a cotton swab every day before he goes to bed. Remember not to wipe too much. After the wound heals, you can also remove the scar." Roland said to himself, but he didn't notice that her face was already blushing.

Bai Yaoyu bit her lip, "The president is my boss, we are not the kind of relationship you think."

Roland looked embarrassed, "Really?" Whose subordinates slept at the boss's house?

"Well, the president's gunshot wound was caused by me, and I should take care of him."

"For you? Then he must like you." Roland's words woke up Bai Yaoyu like every bombshell.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a boyfriend." Bai Yaoyu defended, and let Zhao Yi know this, and he didn't know that he would be jealous for a few more days.

Roland didn't believe it, "You have a boyfriend?"

"Well, we dated for four years."

"Oh." The famous flower has a master!She also has to feel sorry for Long Qingye.

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Bai Yaoyu returned to Long Qingye's room. He was lying on the bed reviewing documents, with such a serious expression that even Bai Yaoyu couldn't help but take a second look.

Is what Roland said true?

He didn't notice who came in until she took the papers out of his hand.

"President, you don't have to work so hard, okay? If you don't take a good rest, the wound won't heal much."

This injury came because of her, and she was responsible to the end.

"Today's affairs are finished today, and Longhua's affairs can't be delayed." He didn't go to the company, and he had to make up his mind on many things. If it was delayed, it would have a certain impact on Longhua's normal operation.

When Long Qingye wanted to return the documents, Bai Yaoyu moved a chair and sat down, picked up the apple on the bedside table, and began to peel it.

The skin she peeled off was evenly thick, and the whole string was not broken.

Uncle Luo has washed the fruits in the basket, peeled off the skins and eaten them.

The unique fruity aroma of apples is more concentrated after peeling off the skin.

She handed it to Long Qingye, "President, take it easy."

Long Qingye looked at the apple in her hand and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The round apple fell to the ground and kept rolling until it hit the foot of the bed before stopping.

There was a feeling of being bound in his hand, and a big hand held her tightly.

"President, President?" She was flattered.

"Yaoyu? Me, me." Long Qingye faltered for the first time.

Some words have been held back in my heart for a long time, and I just want to find a chance to say it once.

He can't say it, why can't he say it?

"me."

The atmosphere was tense, and Long Qingye's voice was deep and low, like a few muffled thunders in a lifeless and cloudy sky, which might strike her at any time.

The stronger the force that clamped her down, the more silent Long Qingye became.

"President, can you let go?"

Long Qingye flung her away like some dangerous object.

There was a circle of bruise on his wrist, which was so fair that blood could be seen, which showed how strong he was.

Bai Yaoyu picked up the apple, and the flesh was covered with dust.

She wanted to wash off the ash on it, but Long Qingye's deep voice came from behind, "Yaoyu, you know."

She didn't dare to look back, "President, I don't know, and I don't want to know, I just want to keep my job as an assistant, that's all!"

Assistant duty?She did it, but he didn't.