Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Chapter 213 Isn’t it going to hurt him to death?

Chen Xu, who had always been very respectful to Shen Wanci during this period, now replied very forcefully: "I am an assistant and am not responsible for life matters. Moreover, Mr. Bo's injury was not caused by me. I still I have work to do, so I’ll leave first.”

After Chen Xu finished speaking, he left, driving Bo Jingzhou's car.

The car sped past in front of the two of them. Bo Jingzhou looked at Shen Wanci with a calm expression: "You made my driver angry."

He raised his hand. After this period of time, the injury on his hand became more terrifying than before. The piece of skin that was torn apart by the wrench was rolled up and hanging there. The original redness and swelling around it turned into bruises. , the coagulated blood scab cracked open again at some point, and blood was oozing out. Blood beads slid along the fingertips and dripped on the cement floor.

Just by looking at his shocking wounds, one can imagine how heavy the attack was. It was the result of being kicked by a bodyguard.

If Bo Jingzhou hadn't come and held her hand in time, and the bodyguard hadn't kicked her away when the wrench touched her skin, her hand would have been injured even more seriously than this.

"Drip."

Shen Wanci's taxi arrived. She checked the license plate number, opened the door and got in. Bo Jingzhou followed her into the car. She glanced at him, but did not drive him out.

After returning home, Shen Wanci took out a cotton swab dipped in iodine and wiped his wound. She originally wanted to take him to the clinic directly, but the clinic was not open at this time, and the hospital's emergency procedures were complicated and had to queue up, so she simply Got back to deal with it.

After cleaning the wound, Shen Wanci used dead skin scissors to cut off the rolled piece of skin bit by bit. If he left it like this, it would easily catch the wound after drying.

This is a delicate job. It is necessary to cut as close as possible to the skin that is not separated from the flesh, but not to cut into that part. Shen Wanci leaned very close, and her warm breath fell directly on Bo Jingzhou's wound. Because of nervousness, she cut her lips Kakuzu felt stretched.

In the quiet morning, you can glance up at the apartment above, the warm yellow lights, the faint scent of shower gel on the woman, the hair hanging on the back of his hand and the shallow breathing, all combined, It creates an ambiguity that makes people unable to restrain themselves.

Bo Jingzhou's chin was right above her head. He could kiss her lips just by lowering his head...

As soon as this thought arose, it was like a burning fire that could not be suppressed, and in an instant it turned into a prairie fire.

He slowly lowered his head and called out in a hoarse voice: "Wan Ci..."

Shen Wanci was cutting the skin carefully when she suddenly heard him calling her. The light in front of her eyes was blocked again. She applied iodine on the wound. Originally, the color of the joint was too similar and it didn't look good. When the light dimmed, it looked even worse. Not sure.

She directly stretched out her hand to push Bo Jingzhou's head away, "Get out of the way and block the light. What's so good about getting a haircut? Why are you so close?"

The sight of all the blood almost made her sick.

She didn't say this. After all, he was injured to save her. Even if it was to repay his kindness, she couldn't express her disdain for him.

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

With a cold face, he turned away the head held by her, "If I don't look at you, if you get emotional while cutting and cut off the flesh directly for me, wouldn't it hurt me to death?"

Shen Wanci sneered. She didn't have this idea just now, but now she has it. She not only wants to cut off his flesh, but also wants to put two scissors directly on his heart: "It seems that you are not completely stupid and hopeless. You also know that you have treated me before." How bad is your attitude that you would have such dark thoughts when I was bandaging your wound?"

"Where am I..."

Bo Jingzhou blurted out and wanted to ask, "Why did he treat her badly?" But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not that good.

So he pursed his lips, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and said after a while: "You are kind to me. You give me takeout every day. I am afraid that if I live too long, it will affect your search for a second love." Shen Wanci : "Otherwise, I want to build an induction cooker in Bo's tea room and make soup for you every day?"

Only Chen Xu in the company knew about her secret marriage with Bo Jingzhou, and she discovered it by accident. Just ordering takeout and doing odd jobs every day had already made her criticized as a back door. If she cooks with her own hands again, I'm afraid everyone will have to do it. It was rumored that she had an affair with Bo Jingzhou.

Bo Jingzhou was silent for two seconds. Just when Shen Wanci thought he was going to ridicule him again, he actually said seriously: "It's not impossible."

"..."

He didn't hear Shen Wanci's reply, but he heard her rustling through the medicine bag, "What are you doing?"

"Look for some fever-reducing medicine. You probably have a wound infection."

Bo Jingzhou sneered: "If I hadn't slept with you before, I'd really doubt whether you were a woman."

It is true that she is a woman, but she probably gave all her romantic feelings to Nie Yucheng. She made love meals, wrote love letters, and tenderly called that person "Brother Yucheng". She was so poor that she couldn't even afford to eat and still thought about him. Giving gifts during the holidays is such a silly and sweet thing that no woman with a strong temper can do.

"...You should switch to spraying manure on the vegetable garden. That's the job that suits you." Shen Wanci put the gauze on him with force, got up and cleaned up the mess on the table: "It's bandaged, you can go , avoid spicy food, avoid alcohol, avoid touching water, and it’s best not to use your hands.”

It is easy for the wound to collapse. These are the doctor's instructions. She just repeated them.

Bo Jingzhou said businesslikely: "I injured my right hand. I can't do anything. I have to have someone to take care of me, right?"

"Use your left hand."

"No, not skilled."

This bitch was deliberately looking for trouble. Shen Wanci gave him the medicine with a very clear purpose of driving him away: "Practice more and you will get better."

"You can practice being left-handed first and let me see."

"..."

The man raised his chin and his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down: "I want to take a bath, come here and take off my clothes."

When speaking, he also deliberately raised his hand wrapped in a rice dumpling in front of Shen Wanci, "After all, I was injured just to protect you. I didn't ask you to promise me, help me undress, and take care of three meals a day. You can always do such trivial things as being a driver, right?”

Only then did Shen Wanci realize that Bo Jingzhou was still wearing a tie, and the suit he was wearing was also a formal suit. He was very straight and meticulous. He should have come directly from the company or a banquet.

There were also a few drops of blood splattered on the light-colored shirt. She hadn't noticed it before, but once she noticed it, the blood stains were particularly eye-catching.

The thorns all over her body and the heart that she thought were as hard as stone softened instantly.

Shen Wanci walked over and raised his hand to loosen his tie. With this close-fitting action, his fingers would inevitably touch his skin.

The man's skin is not rough, but it is definitely not as delicate and soft as that of a woman who often takes care of herself. When they touched each other at this moment, their bodies froze at the same time...

(End of this chapter)