Mr. Qi is too arrogant

Chapter 853 Sudden Regret
Seeing the red blood on the back of his hand, Zhong Xiaobao screamed as soon as he drank a little, "Ah! I...why is my hand bleeding, ah! Ah! Ah!"

Lan Zimu, who was pretending to be drunk, clutched his palm vigorously, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably when he heard her yelling.

That's his blood, okay? She called out instead.

Zhong Xiaobao yelled a few times and suddenly realized something was wrong.

If she was injured why didn't she feel pain?

But where did the blood come from if there was no injury?

After staring at the blood on the back of his hand for a few seconds, Zhong Xiaobao suddenly reacted.

The blood came only after he touched her hand when she was feeding Lanzimu cake just now, that is to say, the blood belonged to him.

he is injured?

Realizing this possibility, Zhong Xiaobao immediately put down the cake in his hand, and grabbed Lan Zimu's hand without thinking.

This one is intact, and that's the other one.

Shocked by her action, before Lan Zimu could react, she grabbed the injured hand, and then pulled away his clenched fingers.

The carriage was too dark, so Zhong Xiaobao simply raised his hand to turn on the lights on the roof.

Looking into the eyes, along the palm lines of the man's palm, there has been a long bloody mouth at some point. At this time, the palm has been completely covered by the blood that has come out, and it looks hideous and terrifying.

Zhong Xiaobao's heart trembled when he saw it, he took a breath, raised his eyes and yelled at the drunk man, "Lan Zimu, are you a pig?! You don't even know how to snort when your hands are broken?"

I knew that nothing good would happen if I invited her to dinner.

The last time he invited her to dinner, he nearly strangled her to death. This time, he was drunk and injured, and he actually found something for her to take the opportunity to enslave her.

But what's the use of losing your temper with a drunkard, the last one to get angry is herself.

Zhong Xiaobao had no choice but to crawl to the front again to get the paper towels and wet wipes, then carefully wiped off the blood on his hands, and then used the paper towels to stain the blood from the wound, making sure the wound was not too deep, and then he was relieved.

Pulling the seat belt on his side, bypassing him to fasten it, Zhong Xiaobao muttered to him again, "Sit down first, you can only stay in the hotel tonight, and I will help you treat the wound after you settle down. "

Lan Zimu listened to her voice clearly, and suddenly regretted pretending to be drunk and lying to her.

But he has already pretended, so he can only continue to pretend. If she knows that he is pretending to be drunk and cheating her, she might chase him down with her temper.

Then Zhong Xiaobao drove the car to find a fast hotel nearby, found his ID card from Lan Zimu's wallet, opened the room, and asked the hotel staff to help him to the room.

Thinking of the wound on his hand, Zhong Xiaobao called again and asked the front desk for something like gauze, so he had time to catch his breath.

Looking at the man lying sprawled on the bed, Zhong Xiaobao held his forehead with some headaches.

I think she probably had a grudge against him in her previous life.

The waiter quickly brought up the things she asked for, and Zhong Xiaobao walked back to the bed with the things, and then began to help him treat the wound.

People who have learned to be self-reliant in orphanages are very good at this.

The wound was disinfected first, and then sprinkled with a little anti-inflammatory powder. Seeing that the gauze was too wide, I cut it in the middle with scissors. The wound was bandaged within 2 minutes.

Looking at his masterpiece, Zhong Xiaobao raised his lips in satisfaction, packed up the used things, got up and went to the bathroom.

When she entered the bathroom, Lan Zimu opened his eyes again and looked at his bandaged palm.

(End of this chapter)