Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Chi Enen looked at the wound on his hand, and wondered why he remembered the red blood stains left on the tiles after he left, and the words he roared in anger at the time.

  She pursed the corners of her mouth, constricted her face with a deliberately relaxed expression, was silent for a moment and said, "Wait for me, I will get the medicine kit."

  She had just stepped out of her front foot, and her wrist had been violently grasped.

  Li Beijue’s dark eyes seemed to be frozen in thousands of miles, and his thin lips touched up and down, "Aren’t you just caring about other men? I don’t have a heart attack, and I don’t need you to care!"

  This is just like a quarrel with junior high school students.

  Chi Eunen didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh, and pulled his hand away and said, “Okay, wait for me. I’ll talk about it later.”

  She helped him deal with the wound first, and then they talked peacefully.

   Otherwise, it’s Li Beijue’s character. With her understanding, anything you talk to him now, he will be like dynamite. Only at this time was the idiot confronted him head-on, and his domineering character would definitely anger her. It's better to let him calm down first, and when the calm is almost over, she will also help him treat the wound before talking about Nishizawa.

  Chi Eunen thought about this, and quickly found the medicine chest that the servant had turned out yesterday. He returned to the living room and sat down with the man who was still standing there. Pulling his left hand, he found the disinfectant and said, "This will corrode your scabs and it will be a little painful. But you didn't wipe the disinfectant alcohol yesterday. There are bacteria in the scabs. You must remove them and give them again. Disinfect the wound to prevent wound infection."

  Her hands are soft and warm.

  Li Beijue obviously had already rolled up the prelude of the storm in his heart, but faced her white and soft profile, and couldn't make it out.

  His chest was blocked badly, he curled his brows, tightened his thin lips, neither spoke nor ignored her.

   Chi En'en was relieved to see that he was willing to cooperate. He didn't expect him to give face and talk to her happily.

  She was afraid that he would be moody and repentant, so she quickly found the disinfectant, cruelly, and poured it up.

  The disinfectant water is a bit like chemical sulfuric acid. It pours on the scabbed wound and immediately makes a small ‘click’. Then the scabs began to bubble, and they began to fall off little by little, exposing the broken skin inside.

  Ji Eun-en felt pain when he looked at it.

   unconsciously raised his head, frowned and comforted, "It's a bit painful, you can bear it, it will be better soon."

  Li Beijue didn't even see this little injury in his eyes.

  His eyes only lowered his head, carefully helping him deal with the wound, comforting him, and blowing into his wound, as if this could relieve the pain caused by the disinfectant.

  He always thinks that the act of blowing into the wound on TV and thinking that it can alleviate the pain is silly, because there is no scientific basis to alleviate the pain at all, it is nothing more than a psychological effect.

  But now, he suddenly felt that the psychological effect was about the same as the effect of anesthetics. For example, now, even if he was given a knife, he estimated that he would not frown.

  The disinfectant corroded very quickly, and the blood scabs on his wound fell off in a blink of an eye, exposing the injured area inside.

  Chi Eun-en checked it, and it was much better than she thought.

  I really don’t know if his physical fitness is too good, or the wall of the hospital is too weak. He tried so hard and didn’t hurt his bones.