The Full-level Boss, The Group Pet Lady a Has Exploded

Huo Tingxiao lay in the hospital and waited until after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night before slowly waking up.

Gu An sat in front of the hospital bed, and slowly explained the ins and outs of tonight's events to Huo Tingxiao.

Of course, the two "accidents" when she knocked Huo Tingxiao to the ground were omitted.

Anyway, Huo Tingxiao was unconscious at the time. Since he didn't know, Gu An was naturally happy to pretend to be stupid.

Halfway through, Huo Tingxiao suddenly asked, "What happened to your hand?"

The man's voice sounded a little hoarse just after having his stomach washed, but it was surprisingly pleasant.

Following his voice, Gu An looked down at his palm.

The blood on the palm of the hand has solidified, but the clear wound on it is still extremely ferocious.

"I just rowed in the lounge." Gu An explained lightly.

In the lounge, the aroma that filled the air was obviously added.

After realizing that his body was gradually losing control, Gu An immediately smashed the ashtray on the coffee table while taking advantage of the remaining rationality in his body.

Use ashtray fragments. Gu An slashed a wound on his palm.

The pain cleared her mind gradually.

Those guests at the banquet tonight only saw pictures of Gu An and Gu Zi pacing back and forth in the lounge, talking to himself.

As everyone knows, she pretended to be puzzled on the face, but in fact, she secretly endured the severe pain in her palm.

But now, the wound has gradually solidified, and I no longer feel the pain as strongly as before.

While speaking, Huo Tingxiao quickly rang the call bell on the bedside.

He called the nurse to prepare gauze and iodine. When the nurse was about to help Gu An bandage the wound, he said, "I'll come."

Huo Tingxiao took the iodine from the nurse's hand, dipped it in a cotton swab, and gently treated her wound.

His generous palm supported Gu An's small hand and protected it within it.

After cleaning the wound, she was slowly bandaged with gauze.

His movements were so gentle, so gentle that they didn't even look like him.

It is unimaginable that whether it is in the Huo family or the leader of the Nandou mercenary regiment who is commanding wind and rain on the international battlefield, there is still such a gentle and tender time.

If his gang of subordinates stood here, I'm afraid they would all be shocked!

Huo Tingxiao knotted the gauze, and the white sofa covered most of Gu An's palms, making her palms more petite.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

At this moment, Gu An couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

She was raised in the countryside since she was a child and grew up alone, with few friends, let alone relatives.

She encountered many difficulties and setbacks in the first half of her life, and she has always been alone.

It's just that in this long life, no one has ever asked her—

"Does it hurt?"

Gu An lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covering most of his sight, and shook his head silently.

"I'm used to it." She replied with a wry smile.

Not used to it, but someone suddenly cares.

Gu An quickly changed the subject: "I guess what happened today was not done by Gu Xiangxiang, or by the people of Hof."

Huo Tingxiao's eyes dimmed slightly: "The glass of wine that was prescribed was handed to me by Qin Haiyang. The only person who can inject medicine in that glass of wine is that old witch. Gu Xiangxiang can't do that."

Word by word, the voice is very firm.

"Is it because of the account statement in the office that day...the family infighting?" Gu An asked tentatively.