This wound was left for her, so Mu Jianing not only felt distressed, but also moved.
Even though Tingyun, who had always been sensitive, noticed her movements even though he did not look back, the whirring heat blew on his skin, conveying a numb and numb warmth.
Tingyun was also lost for a moment and was not disgusted with her behavior.
Mu Jianing carefully helped her to apply the bleeding-resistance patch. Her fair fingers were very gentle, for fear of causing him to hurt.
He was injured because of her, and he must have bumped into the river when he jumped into the river. When she thought of this, she couldn't help feeling guilty, and she really wished that the wound was on her back.
The girl stared at the handled back and was silent for a long time.
Tingyun was puzzled again. When he turned his eyes, he found that there were tears in her eyes, and his heart skipped a little.
Two tears in Mu Jianing's eyes fell, like crystal pearls.
When she noticed Tingyun's sight, she quickly retracted her thoughts, "Sand was confused." She explained, then turned her back and rubbed her eyes.
"Do I want you to blow it for you?" he asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"No, no!" She pointed at his back, "You can do it, change your shirt quickly, soak this one in cold water, I will wash it for you later!"
Listening to Tingyun's footsteps, Mu Jianing was inexplicably embarrassed again, and just saw his body...
"You don't need to wash."
"If you have injured your back, don't move your hands. You have to rub your clothes hard, and don't make the wound bleeding again." She didn't look at him, bent down and packed the medicine box.
Tingyun found a clean shirt to put on and threw the bloody piece into the trash can.
But she was seen by Mu Jianing who got up and put it in the medicine box. She was angry and puzzled, "Hey! Why are you throwing it away? How wasteful is this? Is it your lifestyle habit?"
She quickly put down the medicine box and picked up a blood-stained custom shirt from the trash can, "Frugality is a traditional virtue! Have you ever heard of the four words "waste is shameful?"
In fact, Tingyun has always been frugal, but he doesn't want her to wash.
Facing the girl's strong dissatisfaction gaze, Tingyun's face was calm and he walked towards her step by step.
Mu Jianing looked at him with her shirt, wanting to hear how this unworldly president explained his behavior just now.
Tingyun said nothing, came to her, took the shirt from her hand, and walked towards the bathroom without saying a word.
Looking at his back, she was stunned for a moment.
After a while, Mu Jianing heard the sound of water.
"Hey, what are you doing?" She hurriedly chased after him and exclaimed, "Don't wash yourself! I'll do it!"
"If you have to wash it, I'll throw it away." Tingyun stopped his hand, his eyes were cold, and he said to her seriously.
With eyes facing each other, the two of them pulled the shirts in the pool and stood still for a few seconds.
"But you are injured, don't use force on both arms." Mu Jianing said patiently, "And have you washed your clothes by a big man?"
"That's better than letting you wash it!" Tingyun insisted, "Let go."
"..." The girl was frightened by the momentum in his eyes.
Why is he still angry just for a piece of clothing?
Mu Jianing didn't say anything anymore and had to let go of her hand.
Tingyun also withdrew her gaze and began to rub her clothes.
Just stood aside and watched him wash himself. Haha, this big president has a good hands-on ability!
A few minutes later, I watched him wash and wrinkle it, and I did it all in one go, and I practiced a lot.
"I'll help you with hang up." Mu Jianing took the clothes from him and turned around and left.
I found a clothes hanger and hung my shirt on the air conditioning port.
"Go down to see what Dr. Chen is doing?" Mu Jianing spoke.
"good."
Just as they were about to go out, Tingyun's cell phone rang.
Mu Jianing suddenly turned her eyes and even held her breath!
Did Dr. Chen call?
Is there any news about Jing Yao?
I saw Tingyun pick up his phone and look at it. He connected it—