Beloved of Bossy President

"I'm used to it." Leaving this sentence behind, Mu Zichuan paid no attention to her.

Even though Xiao Xiang was very angry, he still put the medicine box on the tea table and carefully picked out the medicine and tools.

In less than a minute, she had taken out iodine and cotton swabs, as well as bits and pieces of small tools.

Putting things on the desk, Xiao Xiang pulled a chair and sat down beside him.

Ignoring Mu Zichuan's resistance, Xiao Xiang directly unbuttoned his coat and "ordered" him to sit down and let her deal with the wound.

I know that if this girl can't deal with her wound tonight, she won't give up.

Therefore, muzichuan had to lean back in her chair and let her handle it.

When looking at the girl seriously to deal with their wounds scene, muzichuan lips or can't help but Yang up, Yang out a touch of enchanting smile.

But at this time, Xiao Xiang didn't have the heart to find out.

Looking at the wound has begun to inflame, the heart was once again Yantong.

Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and touch, but as soon as he reached out, he was immediately taken back.

Is she stupid? Don't you know that you have a lot of bacteria on your hands?

If you really touch it, the wound will be more inflamed.

However, she really wanted to know whether he was still in pain?

"Does it still hurt?"

Xiao Xiang didn't even think about this, so he blurted out.

"No pain."

Mu Zichuan looked down at her small head, and his eyes were full of doting.

The wound has become like this, how can it not hurt?

This man, she should blame, or feel distressed?

Why don't you know how to cherish your body?

"Since you are so worried, you will stay with me and take care of me all your life."

Xiao Xiang glanced up at him. He was so angry that he didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

Heavily exhaled a breath, no longer pay attention to him, picked up iodine and cotton swab, seriously dealt with him.

The whole process, even if muzichuan did not hum.

However, from his tight body, Xiao Xiang already knew that he was suffering great pain.

"More patience, you'll soon get better."

Xiao Xiang's voice now is much softer than just now.

"Or, if you think about something else first, you'll feel less pain."

Muzichuan didn't respond to her words. After a long silence, he took a breath.

"As for the people behind the scenes, they are still investigating, but I hope you don't get involved."

"It seems that those people are trying to hurt you, but in fact they are aiming at me."

Muzichuan didn't really try to find the topic because of the pain.

But, some things, he also really should say clearly with the girl.

He didn't want her to get hurt, but he didn't want her to be unhappy because he didn't tell her the truth.

"When the time comes, I'll tell you everything. Now is not the time."

"When is the time?"

Others have already come to us. Isn't it time?

What Xiao Xiang didn't expect was that when he was so stuffy, his strength in his hand increased unconsciously.

Looking at his tightly wrinkled thick eyebrows, Xiao Xiang was immediately frightened and took his hand away from his wound.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just too excited."

Muzichuan looked down at her, stretched out his hand on her soft hair, gently rubbed it, barely squeezed out a smile.

"It's OK. I can bear the pain. Go on. It's getting late."

Xiao Xiang nodded, this time no matter what Mu Zichuan said, she did not dare to force any more.

Gently blowing air into his wound, hoping to relieve the pain of iodine.

"Huo lingxu is really not a simple person. On the surface, he is just an ordinary employee of the company, but there is a force behind him."

"What's more, don't you ever think about why he suddenly went to Dikai city and saved you so coincidentally?"

Xiao Xiang wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he was silent.

Brother Ma had asked her this question before, and she thought it was such a coincidence at that time.

However, after listening to what Mu Zichuan said, she seemed to be a little hesitant.

"I'll be careful later." Finally, she said faintly.

After thinking about it, she looked up at Mu Zichuan again: "well, there is no news at all?"

"Now we only find the person behind, claiming to be the young master. Besides, we haven't found anything else for the time being."

Things have developed to this point, and muzichuan doesn't want to hide anything from the girl.Xiao Xiang nodded, did not continue to ask.

Even if you know those things, it doesn't seem to help.

As Mu Zichuan said, she should be careful in everything in the future.

Other people, she did not know, but she knew what muzichuan had done to her.

For the time being, at least, he won't hurt himself.

It was two o'clock in the morning when he came out of muzichuan's study.

What she didn't expect was that Ma Dali was still waiting in the corridor.

Xiao Xiang is about to blame him for staying up so late, but Ma Dali beat her.

"How's it going? Is Mr. Mu's wound better now? " He looked down at Xiao Xiang, his eyes full of anxiety.

Maybe she didn't know how he came over these three days.

I don't know how many times I tried to persuade muzichuan, but he didn't listen to him.

I am his subordinate, and I have to obey his orders.

"After treatment, it's much better."

After hearing her words, Ma Dali's anxieties dissipated a lot.

He nodded to her. Then he remembered to take the medicine box in her hand.

"Xiangxiang, go back and have a rest. It's really late."

Xiao Xiang smile, no longer say, turned to his room to return.

In fact, when she came back from outside, she was very tired.

If she didn't know that Mu Zichuan was injured, she would have gone to bed long ago.

Back to the room, casually arranged, Xiao Xiang went to bed and closed her bitter eyes.

At the beginning, my mind was still thinking about tonight, but slowly, my consciousness began to blur.

Just as she was sleeping, she vaguely heard a familiar sound of footsteps outside

But, probably because he was too tired, Xiao Xiang couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Looking down at the sleeping girl, Mu Zichuan stood there for a long time, then carefully sat down from the bedside.

Although the room was dark, with his sharp eyes, he could easily see any expression on Xiao Xiang's face.

He was staring at her for a moment, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at her.

Listening to her slight breathing, Mu Zichuan's eyes gradually darkened.