Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

The waiter didn't expect this change, so he panicked, "Miss, I'm sorry, do you have anything..."

He hurriedly took the towel to wipe her, but it was useless at all.

The two women in the box naturally saw this scene, and Mrs. Larry immediately got up and strode towards her, "Huanhuan, how are you..."

Before she touched her hand, she threw it away.

Chi Huan endured the severe pain, bypassing the debris on the ground and the steaming soup and walked out.

She walked fast, and when Mrs. Larry returned to the box with her bag and went to look for her, she was gone.

Chi Huan returned to the car and called An Ke. She appeared after only two minutes. After getting in the driver's seat and looking back, she found that her hand was red and blistered.

"Miss Chi, what happened to your hand?"

Chi Huan didn't know how to hold back the pain in the place where he was scalded. He closed his eyes and gasped, "I am burned. Take me to the hospital."

"Okay, right now."

An Ke immediately started the car and raised the speed to the highest speed with the fastest speed. In the middle, he called Mo Shiqian again.

Chi Huan heard it, but didn't stop it, and now she doesn't even have the strength to stop talking.

An Ke kept overtaking at a speed close to a drag racing, and it only took nearly ten minutes to wait for the car to stop at the entrance of the hospital.

Chi Huan was helped to get out of the car, "Mr. Mo has arranged a doctor, we don't need to register, just go directly to the office."

She was startled, and then she reacted, she actually subconsciously thought that Mo Shiqian would come over immediately.

"okay."

The skin's nerve-wrenching core made her unable to speak, or even to think, and the whole person was taken away by An Ke like a puppet.

The doctor had already been arranged. Just as An Ke opened the door, the middle-aged man in a white coat immediately got up and greeted him.

Most of Chi Huan's burns were on her hands. Although she was splashed on her body, her winter clothes were thick and only wet the coat outside.

As soon as she took off her soiled coat and sat down, the office door was pushed open again, and the long, tall man walked in in a dark suit.

An Ke hurriedly got up and lowered her head in a low voice with shame, "Mr. Mo."

Although Chi Huan's burn was only an accident, she was a bodyguard, and her employer was responsible if she was injured.

Mo Shiqian put a hand on the woman's shoulder, only gave her a faint look, "You go out first."

"it is good."

An Ke went out with his head down and the door.

Chi Huan buried his head on the table, his two originally white and slender hands were already horrible, and several blisters appeared, ranging from red to **** blood.

Mo Shiqian's sword eyebrows were immediately frowned, and he looked down at the woman who was drowned in long hair. He raised his hand to touch her head and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"

"Second-degree burns, injury to the dermal tissue, local redness, swelling and pain, and blisters. Later, use a sterile needle to pierce the blisters and drain the water, apply scalding ointment and bandage, change the dressing on time, and it will take some time to heal, but if the treatment is done properly There should be no scars, but be careful during this time."

As early as when the doctor said to puncture the blisters with a sterile needle, the woman's shoulders trembled.

Mo Shiqian hummed and said faintly, "Be gentle when applying the medicine. She is afraid of pain."

The doctor said embarrassedly, "This will definitely hurt. I'll try to be gentle."

The man didn't speak, took off his long black suit and draped it on the woman's body, and then his palm fell on her forehead, raising her head so that her face was resting on his waist.

Then he bent down and kissed the top of her hair, and whispered, "It hurts, bear with me."

Chi Huan never said aloud, pressing his forehead against his waist, sniffing the clear and pleasant smell of his body, and then listening to his voice, the string of patience collapsed like a bank.

She did not cry, but the tears soon wet the man's clothes.

When the disinfectant needle pierced the blister, every time she pierced it, her whole body became stiff.

The doctor was originally a well-known and experienced doctor in Lancheng. This injury was only a pediatrics for him, but Mo Shiqian put his arm around the woman's waist with one hand, and his eyes were always fixed on his movements.

His eyes were only warm and indifferent, and he didn't even put pressure on him, but it was an indescribable pressure. Moreover, although Chi Huan did not complain of pain, the doctor knew that she was crying, and he took a look at it. It is spoiled.

Mo Shiqian sat down, hugged her and leaned her in her arms, stroking her long hair with his hands, his low voice was close to gentle, "Cry if you want to cry, huh?"

Her grievance was not just because of the pain.

If it were just as simple as being scalded, she would have complained and screamed for pain.

But Chi Huan remained silent all the time, and most of his face was covered by long hair.

After finally piercing the blisters, I only need to apply medicine to bandage.

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and glanced at her face covered by long hair. He held her waist and hugged her to his lap. The distinct fingers pushed her hair behind his ears, revealing a full face. With tear-stained face and flushed eyes, he lowered his head and kissed the remaining tears, and coaxed in a mute voice, "It won't hurt so much after applying the medicine."

The doctor looked at them, "..."

So Chi Huan really had an affair with other men... and he did not shy away from sitting on the thigh in front of him and hugging him.

But it’s not like the previous gossip saying that Chi Huan is taking care of a man, and she is still being taken care of. This man is not the thing in the pool at first glance, and the dean directly called him to receive a scalding wound. By.

With Chi Huan's status today, how can I help the dean?

But they don't look like a foster relationship. They are handsome men and women, they look right, and they look more like lovers.

The doctor did not say a word, and silently rubbed the scald cream on Chi Huan.

The door was knocked suddenly, and before he could speak, the office door had been pushed open.

A 30-year-old man in a suit walked in with two young girls, "Dr. Lin, Miss Liang was injured by a motorcycle at school. Come and have a look."

The doctor looked at the three people who came in with a headache.

As a well-known doctor, these powerful families love to look for him. It is a good thing to come one by one.

Tang Yueze loved to play when he was young, fighting and drag racing were commonplace, and injuries were commonplace, so he and Tang Dashao knew him well.

Of course he also knew that Miss Liang was Tang Shao’s beloved new love. She could not neglect her blood when she pointed her finger, not to mention she was injured by a motorcycle, and now Liang Manyue was supported by Lin Xuewei, and the knees of her jeans were covered with blood. Stained red, the injury is not light.

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