Author: Qi Yao

But unexpectedly, when Yuan Yao had just finished changing her clothes and walked out of the dressing room, she saw Xie Rong waiting outside.

She was stunned for a moment and asked strangely, "Teacher Xie, why are you standing here?"

Xie Rong's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, then slowly moved down and landed on her hands.

Yuan Yao looked at him in surprise, not understanding what was wrong with him.

Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly reached out and held her wrist, raised it, and then carefully lifted up her sleeve.

Sure enough, I saw a large scratch mark, showing bloodshot eyes, which reflected on the snow-white skin, which was very dazzling.

Yuan Yao didn't expect that he would find her injury.

In particular, his gaze on her wound was like a real thing, and she seemed to feel the scorching temperature.

Yuan Yao couldn't help but shrink his hand.

Xie Rong let go of her hand, but his face still didn't look good.

He looked at her and said without any doubt, "Go back now and go to my room to get the medicine."

Hearing this, Yuan Yao hesitated and said, "No, I can go to the nearby drugstore to buy it."

Xie Rong didn't speak, just looked at her expressionlessly.

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After getting along with each other for a period of time, Yuan Yao has deeply understood that every time he looks like this, it means that he is in a bad mood.

But this time, he seemed very angry.

Yuan Yao didn’t know what he was coercing, but it was so scary when he was angry!

So, Yuan Yao finally nodded obediently and followed him back to the hotel resignedly.

Xie Rong's room, just like himself, was clean, tidy and meticulous.

Yuan Yao stood at the entrance and thought about her room full of snacks, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

She thought to herself that she must not let him see her room, otherwise she would die of shame and anger.

After Xie Rong took out the medicine, he saw Yuan Yao standing blankly in the entrance hall, not knowing what he was thinking.

She seems to be like this often, immersed in her own world and not letting outsiders know.

Xie Rong's hand holding the medicine tightened slightly, and then he walked to her and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

Yuan Yao suddenly came back to his senses.

She was startled when she saw that he had already lifted up her sleeves, as if he was going to help her apply it, and said in slight panic, "I can do it myself, no need to bother Teacher Xie!"

Xie Rong paused and didn't insist.

He handed her several bottles of medicine in his hand.

Yuan Yao took it.

She looked at the medicine in her hand and thought that just one kind of ointment should be applied to this small injury, so she randomly picked an ointment and opened it.

However, before it was applied, Xie Rong suddenly grabbed her hand and stopped her, frowning slightly, "Disinfect first."

Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, with a little doubt in his eyes.

Looking at her expression, Xie Rong didn't feel surprised.

He took the ointment away from her hand, then opened another bottle of alcohol, moistened a cotton swab, and gently pressed it on her wound.

A strong tingling sensation came.

Yuan Yao hissed, and subconsciously retracted her hand, but was held tightly by him.

Seeing her painful expression, he couldn't help but lower his voice, as if to coax her, "Bear with it, it won't hurt soon."

Tears welled up in Yuan Yao's eyes, but she nodded when she heard this, then bit her lip and stopped saying anything.

Xie Rong lowered his eyes slightly, carefully disinfected the wound, and then opened the ointment just now.
Chapter completed!