Systematic Director’s Tender Love

Slightly relieved, she looked down at the medicine box. Looking at the dazzling array of medical appliances inside, she was a little dizzy and said to A Yan:

"Tell me how to use these things."

She had fought with people in the past and had been injured. But this young master must not be so casual and careless.

She knew the general process of treating the wound, but she didn't know exactly how to use the contents of the medicine box.

"This bottle is physiological saline. First, use it to disinfect the wound and stop the blood; then, sprinkle some disinfectant powder on the wound; finally wrap it with sterile gauze."

The little assistant was used to these things, so he was a little more calm than Zhao Donghan and explained to her in detail.

Zhao Donghan carefully kept it in his heart, and followed the steps described by the other party to disinfect, stop bleeding and apply medicine carefully. Finally picked up the gauze and bandaged him round after round.

With each new step, she couldn't help but glance at his expression secretly.

His appearance has always been calm and composed, but when disinfecting the wound, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The careful Zhao Donghan immediately noticed it. The heart beats twice in a row, subconsciously lightening the movement.

It is impossible for such deep three holes to be painless, this man can really bear it.

Mu Yichen sat motionless on the sofa, letting her play around.

The injury on the arm really hurts a bit. But as a man, he cannot yell and be laughed at by women.

Besides, if she personally applied medicine to him, he had nothing to complain about.

When I think that the injuries on her body are for her, I feel that everything is worth it.

They were close, so close that he could smell the faint fragrance from her.

A few strands of her hair swept across his face inadvertently following her movements. He felt that not only his face but also his heart was itching.

Looking at the delicate little face close at hand, the woman's cautious movements, and the serious expression staring at his wounds, he couldn't help but feel relieved. Can't help but lower her head, kissed her pink lips, then raised her head casually.

Zhao Donghan was concentrating on treating his wounds, and he was attacked by him without any precautions.

She glanced at the little assistant who was covering her mouth and snickering, and the housekeeper Zhou who turned her head pretending to be coughing, her face became hot.

This big pervert would not stop after being injured, and he was still in the mood to take advantage of her.

In the past, although he often used her hands and feet, it was only when two people were alone. In front of outsiders, he is still a well-dressed hypocrite.

Now that the distribution is getting stronger, even if someone is there, he doesn't care about it and does whatever he wants. In front of other people, deliberately intimacy with her, mostly to remind her to remember her identity. By the way, I can tell everyone that she is an object that can be played with by him at any time, and I want to humiliate her and embarrass her.

She couldn't help but think of the bridges she had seen in some costume TV dramas.

When the wealthy people gathered together, sometimes there would be coquettish concubines with half-shouldered and smiling faces sitting next to them. Those rich men with oily faces would kiss them from time to time, or stretch out their hands to touch the women around them. He doesn't care about the sight of the surroundings, and flirts casually.

Every time she saw this kind of plot, she felt that these girls were very pitiful. But I never dreamed that one day she would be reduced to the same fate.

Zhao Donghan believed that she was also regarded as a soulless plaything by Mu Yichen. But he didn't expect it at all, the other party was just being teased by her serious appearance, and couldn't help kissing her.

It can only be said that there is a huge difference in the concepts and ideas of the two people.

Zhao Donghan felt that the family doctor's assistant was a guest; and Master Mu didn't regard Ayan as a person at all. In his eyes, women other than Zhao Donghan are almost the same as tables, chairs and benches, so naturally they would not consider that much. So, just do it casually.

After being kissed by him as "a public", she lowered her head uncomfortably. Grumbling his eyes, out of revenge, twisted gauze around his wound a few times, and finally tied a bow.

Mu Yichen glanced down, the slightly cute bow on his arm, his face turned black, and he didn't say anything.

Ayan warned:

"Before the wound is healed, be careful not to get wet, and try not to do strenuous exercise. Try to eat as many tonics as rib soup and avoid spicy food."

The butler nodded and noted all these precautions.

Young Master Mu straightened up, stood up from the sofa, glanced at Zhao Donghan, and left a cold sentence:

"Go, follow me to the swimming pool."

Immediately, he stepped out of the bedroom.

"Oh."

Zhao Donghan agreed and followed him slowly. Doubts in mind:

Are you going to swim again?

This man can't survive without tossing her for a minute, right?

The arm injury became like this, and he refused to let her go. It's really rare to see someone who is so vindictive.

Before leaving the bedroom, she stood at the door, thanked the assistant, and then told the housekeeper:

"Housekeeper Zhou, please, send a car to take Miss Ayan back."

Zhao Donghan considered that the little assistant came here on purpose, and it was the first time to visit a doctor alone, which was not easy.

Mu Yichen was arrogant and indifferent to others. She was angry with the man just now, and she was not very polite to the little assistant. She was afraid that the other party would feel uncomfortable, so she said a few more words.

"Yes."

Father, like son. The housekeeper responded calmly, and couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

These two young people, unconsciously influence each other, are changing in subtle ways.

These, the butler is all in his eyes.

The former young master was top-notch in every aspect, but his relationship worries him deeply.

Because of his wife's influence, he has a cold personality since he was a child and talks very little. Especially the attitude towards women is always indifferent and distant.

Since Miss Zhao came, the young master's personality has changed significantly. Like ordinary young people who fall in love, they have joy, anger, sorrow, and learning to care and love others, and they also learn to give.

And Miss Zhao was the same. On the first day she moved here, the hostility radiated to the young master could even be felt by an onlooker.

Although Zhao Donghan appeared next to Mu Yichen as a mistress, but Mr. Zhou knew in his heart that this was the first woman his young master brought back. It goes without saying that the young master attaches great importance to her, how dare he neglect?

As the two get along, maybe even Miss Zhao herself hasn't noticed that her attitude towards the young master is different from before.

Although her tone was still cold, the look in one's eyes could not deceive anyone.

She was only willing to come in to persuade the young master to heal the injury, and to dress the young master herself, showing concern and concern everywhere.

Especially the tone when he was told to do things was not pretentious, and he had the posture of a mistress of the house.