President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Wen Zhou stood beside him, her fingers shuttling through his wet black hair, and her eyes always fell on his pale cheeks.

At the same time, he was also attracted by the scar on his forehead.

He is really a distressing person.

She couldn't figure out what those who hurt him thought in the face of such an excellent and perfect Shang Jing.

Especially Yu suqiu.

She is also the main reason for Shang Jing's inner closure, sensitivity and inferiority.

It is said that tiger poison doesn't eat children. What kind of cruelty should Yu suqiu be to torture young Shang Jing mentally.

After helping Shang Jing blow her hair, Wen Zhou hurried to the room and found a tool to deal with the wound.

She sat down next to Shang Jing. First, she cleaned the wound on Shang Jing's forehead with clean water, then took alcohol for disinfection, and then liquid medicine.

After doing this, she folded a piece of gauze into a rectangle, stuck it with adhesive tape and stuck it to his skin.

Shang Jing had a smile in her eyes and was quiet enough to let her move.

He still has some pain in his body.

However, the most difficult period of time has passed, and now he can ignore the residual pain as if nothing had happened.

On her red eyes, the arc raised by the corner of his mouth deepened: "Zhou Zhou, I don't hurt anymore."

Wen Zhouzhou sorted out the alcohol and gauze and put them back in place. She took the bag, turned it out and bought the pain medicine when she came back. She took a pain medicine according to the weight marked in the manual, brought hot water and handed it to him: "although this level of pain medicine may not work much, but I can feel more comfortable watching you eat it."

Shang Jing did not refuse: "OK."

He took the painkiller and hot water she handed him and drank it with his head up.

Seeing this, Wen Zhou put away the painkillers again.

If Shang Jing has another attack next time, she can also relieve his pain with painkillers first.

Shang Jing looked at her and suddenly asked, "Zhou Zhou, what do I want?"

His candy is really gone.

The can of candy Zhou bought for him was almost eaten by him. In addition, he left in a hurry. He didn't bring it with him when he came.

Therefore, when he was upset, there was no candy to appease his mood.

Wen Zhou pulls out a can of chocolate from the bag.

This is not Mucheng. She can't buy fruit candy in the candy house, so she had to buy chocolate.

I don't know whether Shang Jing likes it or not

She likes it.

Shang Jing looked at the candy paper wrapped with chocolate: "not fruit candy?"

"I can't buy that kind of fruit candy from Jono's house here. Would you like to try chocolate? This is delicious, too. " Wen Zhou said, then he peeled the chocolate candy paper with his fingers, and then sent the sweet chocolate to Shang Jing's lips.

He just feels bad. It's better to eat something sweet.

The moment he saw the chocolate, he instinctively frowned.

In Shang Jing's mind, the only memory of chocolate was brought to him by bailiyan when he was a child.

At that time, when he knew he was a boy, Bai Liyan became angry and smashed chocolate on him.

The packaging is scattered, and chocolate pieces are scattered.

He looked at the chocolate in front of him. Under her expectant eyes, he opened his lips, rolled the tip of his wet and bright red tongue, and rolled the chocolate into his mouth.

The fresh taste is silky.

It's sweet to take a bite.

With a slight bitterness.

When Wen Zhou saw that he ate it, he peeled one and put it in his mouth.

Thinking of meeting Han Ziyun in the lobby of the hotel before, she said truthfully: "I just went shopping and just met Han Ziyun."

She's actually a little moved.

After all, in the face of what Han Ziyun brings, it is really difficult to be unmoved.

But in the end, her reason prevailed.

Shang Jing's mouth was filled with a sweet taste. When he saw Wen Zhouzhou eating with puffy cheeks, he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and poked on her white, smooth and tender skin: "Zhou Zhou did it right."

He won't accept anything from Han Ziyun.

Moreover, he already knew about Han Ziyun's stay in the hotel.

Even if Wen Zhou doesn't deal with Han Ziyun this time, he will let Yun Yi drive Han Ziyun out of the hotel.

With Shang Jing's appreciation, Wen Zhou's heavy heart disappeared.

She thought of Shang Jing's pain for so long, so she stood up, pressed Shang Jing's shoulder with both hands left and right, and ordered him to say, "sit here and don't move."

Shang Jing nodded, "yes."

Wen Zhouzhou's heartbeat is unbalanced: "...."

Such a clever and obedient Shang Jing is like a cute little dog.

Her palms itch.

The next moment, Wen Zhou couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his head a few times.

Shang Jing didn't care that her actions rubbed his hair, and the corners of her mouth kept a gentle smile.

Take back her hand. Wen Zhou's fingertips still have the temperature and soft touch of his hair. She put her hand behind her back, rubbed her fingers together for a few times, and turned to the kitchen.

She first took simple ingredients from the refrigerator, and then cleaned the vegetables according to the steps.

Soon, a bowl of steaming egg noodles was finished.

Wen Zhou smelled the fragrance and walked up to Shang Jing: "eat."

Shang Jing's abdomen must be very uncomfortable after pain. Drinking some hot soup at this time can make his intestines and stomach more comfortable.

Shang Jing picked up chopsticks and drank two mouthfuls of soup under her gaze. When she noticed that she didn't prepare her share, she took the action of chopsticks and said, "don't Zhou eat?"

Wen Zhou sat next to him, holding his cheeks in his hands: "I'm not hungry."

Shang Jing: "

In fact, he is not hungry.

But thinking that this was cooked for him by Zhou Zhou, he could only eat it without waste.

The next morning.

Shang Jing's pale face was gone, and the whole person looked pale.

When Wen Zhou changed his clothes, he noticed that Shang Jing was arranging someone to pack up.

Shang Jing walked over and smiled at her, "Zhou Zhou, it's time for us to go back to Mu city."

He will arrange Ye Chu and Chun Yuming to stay here to finish the rest.

Wen Zhou's face was full of joy. Looking at her packed luggage, she suddenly realized that there was another very important thing she hadn't done: "wait a minute, we haven't prepared a gift for Grandpa."

Shang Jing took her hand and said, "it's all ready."

Shang Jingguo doesn't have anything he likes. As long as he or Wen Zhou bought it, a casual gift can make him happy for a long time.

They walked all the way to the hotel lobby.

Jono and Yu Dongli also packed up and waited outside.

When Jono saw them, she smiled and said hello. Then she noticed Shang Jing's bandaged forehead: "boss, what's the matter with your forehead?"

Who else can hurt her boss?

Jono thought, and his eyes fell on Wen Zhou's face: "little sister-in-law?"

Wen Zhou smiled on Monday: "he accidentally hit it."

Jono: "

The boss is not so rash.

It must be that the little sister-in-law and the boss were too excited when doing something and accidentally hit their forehead.

Wen Zhou: "