Fu Siyan's heart skipped a beat and he whispered: "No, just give me some medicine."
"Let's go then. Isn't there medicine in the car?"
Mingxi didn't react much. In her opinion, applying some medicine to the person who just saved her was not a big deal.
She helped Fu Siyan out.
A Mo, who was following behind, hesitated to speak. When he was about to speak, Zhou Mu pulled him back.
"Did you wink?" Zhou Mu scolded her.
Amo stared over.
Zhou Mu said: "Our president was injured because he was trying to save your young lady, so it's not too much to help apply some medicine!"
Amo: "Our lady is neither a doctor nor a nurse. Who knows if your CEO may have other intentions when he deceived our lady into getting into the car."
Zhou Mu's heart felt inexplicably empty.
attempt......
Mr. Fu did not hide his wife's intentions at all, he wished everyone knew about it!
But as a qualified assistant, he can't say that.
Zhou Mu pretended to cough, "Our Mr. Fu is definitely not that kind of person! He has always been upright and would never do anything to your young lady. Moreover, Mr. Fu's shoulder is injured and he can't beat your young lady. How could he have other intentions?"
"
Zhou Mu started lying, his face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat.
Fu Siyan was only injured on his shoulder, not his vitals. It would be no problem to hit him with this kind of flesh injury.
But he had to convince his wife, a little follower, that he could only describe Fu Siyan as weak.
He pulled her to sit in the car at the back and said, "Just sit here and watch, don't worry."
inside the car.
Ming Xi looked at the blood-soaked shirt and couldn't bear to do anything.
She frowned, "Why don't we go to the hospital."
"It's really not necessary, just apply some medicine."
Fu Siyan knew his body well, and he really didn't need to go to the hospital for this kind of injury.
"Why don't you take yourself seriously?"
It's obviously a complaint, but it sounds like the sound of nature to a man's ears.
She cared about him unconsciously...
This is a good sign.
Fu Siyan deeply felt that he should have suffered this injury earlier.
His Adam's apple rolled and his eyes darkened a bit, "However, my hands are not convenient, so you have to help me take off my shirt."
"ah......"
Mingxi blushed and felt a little embarrassed.
She was a little reluctant to help a man take off his clothes.
Seeing that she was unwilling, Fu Siyan's eyes dimmed, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
He raised the hand on his uninjured arm and buttoned one button after another, struggling to unbutton his shirt.
After everything was finished, the man struggled to take off one arm, but only half of it was taken off. His Adam's apple rolled, and an almost inaudible sigh escaped his throat.
Ming Xi's expression changed and she asked, "Does it hurt?"
Sometimes it is not without benefit to properly acknowledge weakness.
Fu Siyan finally saw it.
This little woman eats soft things but doesn't like hard things.
The handsome man raised his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice: "...a little bit."
The blood was pungent to the nose, and Ming Xi couldn't bear it. He bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind.
"I'll do it."
A smile almost escaped Fu Siyan's thin lips, but he held it back and straightened his handsome face.
After all, Mingxi was still thin-skinned. She lowered her eyes, not looking at the man's sharp chest lines, and stretched out her hand to grope around.
But this will inevitably poke the man's hard muscles.
Her slightly cold hands touched every sensitive part of her chest...
I heard the man gasping for breath and making a hissing sound.
Mingxi raised his eyes hurriedly, "Why, where does it hurt?"
Fu Siyan's eyebrows were light and his voice was hoarse, "You touched the wrong place."
Ming Xi looked at the ground he had just touched, and his face turned red.
"Yes, sorry."
"It's okay, you continue..."
These words, coupled with the man's low and seductive voice, sounded very strange.
But Ming Xi couldn't say what was strange about her, except that her face felt hot.
The space in the car was limited and her shirt was stained with wounds, so Mingxi had to be very careful.
The wound was on her back shoulder, and she had to stand up a little to see the location of the wound.
She didn't get it right, so she looked at the man and said, "Move over, it's hard for me..."
The man turned sideways obediently. Mingxi was not sitting high enough, so he thought of a way and knelt on the car seat.
In this way, the upper body is straight, barely level with the man's shoulders.
She pressed her knees lightly, causing the leather seat to sink a little. The man could feel it, and his dark eyes could be seen clearly in the rearview mirror.
Ming Xi saw his eyes looking sideways and forward, and looked over curiously.
In the mirror, she was kneeling behind the man, stroking his shoulder with one hand. This posture was indescribably ambiguous.
Her cheeks were hot and she hurriedly explained, "It's easier to kneel down..."
Fu Siyan's lips curved softly and his eyes were hot, "Well, do whatever makes you feel comfortable."
These words...
There is obviously a ambiguity.
Mingxi's whole face turned red.
She just couldn't say it out loud, otherwise she would look like a pervert.
This man is really annoying.
With this thought in mind, Ming Xi started not to be so gentle and quickly took off the entire shirt.
The man's back has deep spine, clear lines, and tight muscles, expressing his hormonal sexiness everywhere.
Mingxi took a breath, ignored the back that was superior to ordinary people, and checked the wound.
Fortunately, the stem of the wine glass was not too deep.
But there was an obvious piece of broken glass in the wound, probably slightly shorter than a knuckle.
Mingxi took out the tweezers from the medicine box and reminded him, "Please be patient, I'm going to pick out this glass."
"Um."
Mingxi carefully picked out the glass shard and blew on the wound out of habit.
This is what she would do to Youyou.
Fu Si Yanying's eyebrows furrowed in anger, and his whole back tensed up.
The pain was okay, but if it continued like this, he would no longer be able to control his reaction.
After wiping it with alcohol and applying medicine, he finally managed to endure the whole ordeal.
The last step is bandaging.
The location of this wound is quite special and cannot be treated alone.
It must be bandaged together with the chest.
Mingxi took out the gauze and passed her slender arms under the man's arms.
Fu Siyan's shoulders were so broad that Mingxi's arms couldn't reach each other, and her lips would brush against his back whenever she moved.
The man's back is hot!
Ming Xi's whole body froze.
This is too embarrassing!
She leaned against the man's back and muttered: "You should help me."
Fu Siyan pressed her fingers with his big palm, took the bundle of gauze, walked it around to his side and handed it to her.
During the whole process, Mingxi's face was always pressed against the man's back, otherwise she would not be able to reach the ring of gauze.
My wife feels so uncomfortable...
She regretted a little and might as well go to the hospital!
Finally, it was bandaged.
Mingxi breathed a long sigh of relief.
When I got up, I forgot that I was in a car. My head hit the roof of the car, and my face fell to the back of the front seat.
There is an LCD screen on the back of the chair.
Needless to say, it will definitely hurt if you fall on it.
She exclaimed and closed her eyes tightly.
The next second, his face didn't hit the LCD screen as expected, but instead hit the man's chest.
Her lips also pressed tightly against the man's chest...
Instantly, even Mingxi could feel the tightness of the muscles under the lip.
Her face turned red and she struggled to push him to leave his arms.
As a result, the man's newly bandaged back was caught off guard and hit the back of the chair, and he hissed uncontrollably.
Ming Xi didn't dare to move for a moment, her heart clenched involuntarily when she looked at the man's pale face.
She panicked: "Does it hurt?"
Fu Siyan pursed his lips tightly, his chest heaved violently, and he seemed to be struggling to even speak.
Mingxi reached out to explore his back, trying to see if the wound had opened.
Before he even touched it, his palm was tightly grasped by the man's big hand.
Their faces were very close to each other.
The man's dark eyes were fixed on her, and his lips were white as he said, "I may need painkillers."