The bodyguard felt aggrieved.

The soundproofing of the presidential suite was so good, where could he hear it outside?

As soon as the phone rang, he came in immediately, not even for a second, and the young master actually disliked him for coming slowly.

However, he knew Yan Zheng's irritable temper, so he only dared to slander it in his heart, and he didn't dare to show his face at all.

Hearing Yan Zheng say that his feet hurt, the bodyguard subconsciously looked at his foot and soon saw the injured foot.

I saw that Yan Zheng's right thumb was already red and swollen, and he was obviously injured.

Yan Zheng has never suffered, and he was well protected even when filming, so although he is a man, his skin is unusually fair, just like milk.

However, at this time, the thumb of his right foot is particularly red, lined with fair skin, which looks particularly eye-catching.

The bodyguard was startled, he didn't expect Yan Zheng to be so seriously injured!

This injury is definitely nothing to him, but who is Yan Zheng?

Yan Zheng is the young master Jin Gui who is about to get angry when he is bitten by a mosquito, and now he is so seriously injured, no wonder he is so angry.

Thinking of this, the bodyguard immediately said, "Young master, I'll check it for you first." ”

Yan Zheng urged with a stinky face: "Don't check it yet! By the way, get me some ice, I'm dying of pain." ”

The bodyguard knew his temper and didn't dare to annoy him, so he could only coax him like a child: "Young master, wait first, I'll check the injury on your foot first, and I'll make ice for you." ”

After speaking, he immediately stretched out his finger and gently touched Yan Zheng's injured thumb.

He was afraid of hurting Yan Zheng, so he didn't dare to have too much strength, so he was very careful.

Who knew that as soon as he touched it, Yan Zheng was so angry that he scolded: "Ah! What are you doing? Do you want to kill me?"

The bodyguard was so frightened that his hand trembled, and he quickly took it away, and explained nervously: "Young master, I am checking your injuries to see if the injuries are serious." ”

However, Yan Zheng couldn't listen at all, he said irritably: "You call the surnamed Wang immediately now, and ask him to come over and treat my injuries immediately." ”

The bodyguard looked at Yan Zheng's red and swollen feet worriedly, a little uneasy.

He didn't dare to refute Yan Zheng's words, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Dr. Wang and asked him to come over.

Dr. Wang is Yan Zheng's personal doctor and specializes in treating Yan Zheng's diseases.

However, Yan Zheng is basically never injured and rarely gets sick, so most of the time, Dr. Wang is treating the injuries of the women Yan Zheng has slept with.

Yan Zheng's temper is very short-tempered, and sometimes when the interest comes up, he doesn't take it seriously.

Dr. Wang was in charge of cleaning up the mess for him.

This is the first time that Yan Zheng himself was injured and needed to be treated by Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang now lives in the hotel, but in a regular room.

Although it was the middle of the night, he quickly answered the phone after the bodyguard's call.

Knowing that Yan Zheng was injured, Dr. Wang did not dare to delay, and hurriedly packed his things and came to the presidential suite.

After entering the door, he immediately glanced at Yan Zheng, and after seeing his red and swollen right thumb, he couldn't help but slander in his heart: You deserve it, you also have today!

"What's going on? I'll see if the injuries are serious. ”

Dr. Wang said, quickly putting on medical gloves and preparing to examine Yan Zheng's right thumb.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly reminded: "It may hurt a little during the examination, but the young master has to endure it." ”

Yan Zheng said irritably: "I know, you hurry up and check, what are you talking about!"

Dr. Wang just did it, but as soon as he pressed it, his heart sank.