Lu Xixin glanced at his clean bowl and wondered: "What did you eat?" She obviously didn't eat anything.
Shen Jiayao said slowly: "Beauty." Then, he muttered in a low voice, "If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk. If the flowers are not charming, everyone will be fascinated."
Lu Xixin: "..."
In an instant, I felt that all the blood in my body was rushing to my head.
This scoundrel!
After a while, the confusion on Lu Xixin's face faded, and her expression became calm again. She looked at the dishes and urged: "Don't be ridiculous, eat quickly, the dishes will be cold after a while."
After eating, Lu Xixin took the initiative to clean up and wash the dishes, and Shen Jiayao stayed with her to help.
Lu Xixin didn't pay attention at first, but after a while he realized something was wrong. He always used his right hand and his left hand behind his back. Even when carrying a larger plate, he always used one hand.
Lu Xixin frowned slightly, with a flash of doubt in her eyes. When Shen Jiayao wasn't paying attention, he grabbed his left hand, and then saw that the index finger was wrapped in gauze, with a hideous wound looming inside, and the blood was stained on the gauze.
superior.
Seeing this, Lu Xixin felt like her heart had been stabbed, and her steps trembled in pain.
She said nothing with a sullen face, and pulled Shen Jiayao to sit down on the sofa.
Shen Jiayao noticed that she was angry, so he was extremely obedient and allowed her to act without saying a word.
Lu Xixin found the medicine box and then peeled off the gauze layer by layer.
The wound on his index finger was very large, two centimeters long. If Lu Xixin was not a doctor and could handle this kind of injury with ease, he would definitely have taken him to the hospital to have the wound stitched up and get a tetanus shot.
Find homemade medicinal powder and apply it on the wound, then wrap gauze layer by layer.
"You have to avoid food these days. You can't eat spicy and heavy-flavored dishes, and you can't get your hands wet." Lu Xixin warned.
Shen Jiayao looked at her serious and focused eyebrows, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he promised softly: "Okay, I will pay attention."
Secretary Dong came to pick up Shen Jiayao. He had a meeting in the afternoon. It was very important and he couldn't be late, so he had to leave after lunch.
When he heard that Shen Jiayao had injured his hand, Secretary Dong's expression suddenly dropped, and he felt very pitiful about wanting to cry.
Lu Xixin looked at him curiously: "What's wrong with you?" Thinking that he was worried about Shen Jiayao's wound, he explained a little more, "It's nothing serious. Don't touch the water. It will be fine in three or four days. Then you can recover slowly."
That’s it.”
Secretary Dong glanced at Shen Jiayao who was walking in front, slowed down his pace slightly, and complained to Lu Xixin: "Miss Xixin, you don't know that the president will definitely get into trouble."
"Why?" Lu Xixin was puzzled.
Secretary Dong sighed: "You don't know that the CEO is a workaholic. When he is busy, he doesn't even bother to eat, let alone remember the wounds on his hands. Once he starts working, he will be engrossed in it and won't even remember not to get wet.
"
Lu Xixin frowned: "You can remind him."
"Of course I will remind you at the company, but there is nothing you can do when you get home." Secretary Dong gave an example, "For example, when washing his face, the president likes to think while washing his face and brushing his teeth. Once he thinks about it, he will definitely not remember that there is a wound on his hand.
If you don’t like people coming close to you, you will definitely use your hands subconsciously, which will wet the wound.”
This is really a problem. Lu Xixin frowned, and it took him a while to think of a solution: "You can call him at night to remind him."
Hearing this, Secretary Dong made a horrified expression: "Oh, if you bother the president with nothing important, he will kill me!"
What should we do? Lu Xixin has nothing to do.
Secretary Dong secretly looked at Lu Xixin, and seeing her worried look, he sighed deliberately: "Oh, it would be great if someone could remind him, but it's a pity that the president doesn't have a wife, and Master Nianxi is too young to understand this.
, Aunt Wang and the others are too old to keep an eye on the CEO."
After finishing speaking, seeing that Lu Xixin did not respond, Secretary Dong continued: "If the president gets wet, the wound will definitely not heal easily. If the injury drags on like this, it will definitely be serious. What should I do?"
Even after talking about this, Lu Xixin still didn't answer the question.
Helpless, Secretary Dong could only grit his teeth and stamp his feet, and said directly: "Miss Xixin, why don't you stay at the president's house for two days? With you here, I will feel at ease."
After saying that, he looked at Lu Xixin with a half-smiling look.
Secretary Dong choked: It’s over, I’ve been seen through!