After being spotted by the boss

chapter 28

"Heh..." Song Zhicheng couldn't help laughing, "I just broke my arm in the morning, and I went out to fight just after you healed it, what do you want me to say about you?"

Wen Yiyi's face became embarrassing when he was teased by his words, she raised her eyes to look at him, but saw him looking at her with a gentle expression, and his hands moved gently and carefully, as if he was treating some rare treasure.

A rare treasure... Besides Xiang Mengxia, who else in this world would love her like a treasure?
Noticing the words she used to describe Song Zhicheng, Wen Yiyi couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"What's wrong?" Sensing that she looked at him several times in a row, Song Zhicheng asked her aloud.

It just so happened that the ointment on the cotton swab was gone, so he threw away the cotton swab, took another one, stained it a little, and stretched it towards her face again.

Wen Yiyi shrunk back subconsciously, and Song Zhicheng immediately turned his head off. She looked at his face, only to see his mouth opening and closing, and a gentle voice sounded in her ears, "Don't move, or you will get painted on." Your eyes are on."

So Wen Yiyi froze, allowing him to smear and rub medicine on her face.

I don't know what kind of ointment he applied to her. It's cold and cold, and she can't feel anything except a little tingling. She can even smell a faint fragrance, not a bad smell of medicine.

Song Zhicheng took care of the injuries on her face, threw away all the cotton swabs in her hand, and asked Wen Yiyi, "Where else is injured?"

Wen Yiyi was silent for a while, just like when Song Zhicheng looked at her arm in the morning, she handed out her right arm.

It was only then that Song Zhicheng noticed that the clothes she was wearing were not her own, but a suit jacket belonging to a man. There was a unique logo on the suit, and Song Zhicheng knew it. It was Mo Xiuchen's unique logo, so This suit also belonged to Mo Xiuchen.

He was slightly shocked in his heart, a little surprised that Mo Xiuchen would lend his suit jacket to a woman.

Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand and pushed up Wen Yiyi's sleeves, looked at the scratches and pinches on her arms, froze for a moment, then turned his head to fiddle with the medicine box.

The scratches and pinch marks were still dripping with blood, which showed how hard the woman used to attack. Song Zhicheng found the hemostatic medicine, which was the same as before, squeezed some on a cotton swab, and dabbed it on her carefully.

"What's the relationship between you and Xiu Chen?" Song Zhicheng finally asked this question.

Wen Yiyi paused for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said nothing. After a long time, she heard her say: "Doctor Song, I'm afraid it's not good to ask about other people's privacy like this?"

"Well, it's not stupid." Song Zhicheng said.

"..."

Mo Xiuchen was upstairs dealing with work, and when he inadvertently raised his head to look at the time, he suddenly remembered that he had called Song Zhicheng to ask him to come to the villa, and he didn't know if he had told him.

So he put down the document in his hand, Mo Xiuchen got up, and walked downstairs with his legs.

Finally, when I reached the stairs, I saw Song Zhicheng sitting on the sofa. He was burying his head in wiping the medicine on Wen Yiyi's arm. The distance was very close. Looking from his side, there was a problem with the angle, so it looked a bit picture……

Immediately, Mo Xiuchen frowned.

He went downstairs and walked towards the two of them.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen's figure from the corner of the eye, Song Zhicheng raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, the movements of his hands did not change because of Mo Xiuchen's arrival.

(End of this chapter)