Chapter 41: Why Say I'm Sorry
"Fool, the one who should say I'm sorry is me. If it weren't for me, how could you be in danger?" Jing Moxuan walked very slowly, for fear of hurting Han Shui'er in his arms.
Pushing open the door of the bedroom, Jing Moxuan gently placed Han Shui'er on the soft bed.
He carefully took off Han Shui'er's coat and threw the bloody coat on the carpet.
Han Shui'er's white arm was covered with abrasions everywhere, and her left arm was the most serious.
"Mr. Jing, the doctor is here. ”
"Come in. ”
The doctor carefully examined Han Shui'er's wound, "Mr. Jing, Miss Han's injury is fine, just rest for a few days, but don't make any big moves, otherwise the wound will crack and become inflamed." ”
After speaking, the doctor took out gauze and potion from the medicine box, intending to bandage Han Shui'er's wound.
Jing Moxuan, who was sitting on the side, took the gauze and potion from the doctor's hand, "I'll come, Zuo Ting, give it away." ”
As soon as the words fell, Zuo Ting quickly left Jing Moxuan's bedroom with the doctor.
"Bear with it, it will hurt a little. Jing Moxuan whispered, dipped a cotton swab in a little potion and gently applied it to the wound on the left arm that was bleeding the most.
When the cotton swab touched the wound, Han Shui'er's brows furrowed slightly, but she bit her lower lip with her teeth and did not cry out in pain.
"It's very strong, but it doesn't hurt. Jing Moxuan smiled and deliberately strengthened the strength in his hand.
Han Shui'er was furious, and slapped Jing Moxuan's hand away. I picked up the gauze that had fallen on the bed and wrapped it around.
The corners of Jing Moxuan's mouth curved, snatched the gauze in Han Shui'er's hand, and forcibly helped her wrap the gauze.
Han Shui'er wanted to grab it again, but Jing Moxuan restrained Han Shui'er's arm with his hand. As long as she moved slightly, the wound hurt terribly, "Give it to me, I'll do it myself." ”
"Alright, don't move, beware of the wound being inflamed. Jing Moxuan's eyes became much softer, "You wait here, I'll go to the kitchen and get some food." ”
After Jing Moxuan left the bedroom, Han Shui'er struggled to support her tired body and slowly moved towards the bathroom. Slowly pacing to the dresser, looking at himself in the mirror. Although there are some bruises on her face, she has not lost half of her original charm. She pulled over the soft chair next to her, sat on it, and slowly and carefully reached out to untie her hair. A head of black hair scattered behind him, adding a bit of mystery.
"Why did you come down and walk around?" Jing Moxuan walked into the bedroom with a bowl of porridge, and when he entered the door, he didn't see Han Shui'er, put the porridge on the cabinet next to the bed, and frowned slightly.
When Han Shui'er walked out of the bathroom with his hands on the wall, he happened to bump into Jing Moxuan, who was a little angry.
"How do you get out of bed?" Jing Moxuan's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Han Shui'er tightly, refusing to let go of any corner.
Before Han Shui'er could speak, Jing Moxuan picked her up from the ground and slowly walked in the direction of the bed. Putting down Han Shui'er, he picked up the porridge on the bedside table, scooped up a small spoon and put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and handed it to Han Shui'er's lips.
"Qing porridge?"
Jing Moxuan's eyes blinked weakly, "Preserved egg and lean porridge." ”
Han Shui'er looked at the porridge in the spoon, then looked up at Jing Moxuan, lowered her eyelids, and swallowed the porridge in one gulp.
Jing Moxuan called the maid to take the dirty dishes and chopsticks, he took out a tissue and wiped his fingers, "The wound can't touch the water, don't take a bath tonight." ”
"This little injury is fine, and you have a habit of cleanliness, don't you?" Han Shui'er shook her arm with a smile, although a little pain made her brows frown slightly, but she forcibly endured it in order not to let Jing Moxuan find out.
The corners of Jing Moxuan's mouth raised slightly, he leaned down his tall body, and his slender fingers pinched Han Shui'er's chin, "Ever since you ate in my room, my cleanliness has been useless to you." ”
Hearing this, Han Shui'er's heart skipped a beat.
When Han Shui'er came back to her senses, Jing Moxuan's thin lips fell, clinging to Han Shui'er's slightly opened cherry lips. He took advantage of the weakness and got entangled with Han Shui'er. She tried to break free, but the slightest movement of the wound would reopen, and there was a danger of scarring. In addition, Jing Moxuan didn't go along with her, and took a step earlier to imprison her with his hands, making her unable to move.
"Let it go...... Open...... I. Han Shui'er finally said three words.
Jing Moxuan's closed eyes quietly opened, looking at Han Shui'er's slightly disgusted eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, swirling, revealing a slight smile.
Han Shui'er stared at Jing Moxuan's smiling eyes, and her hand quietly stretched out from her waist and pinched Jing Moxuan's waist violently. Jing Moxuan felt the pain in his waist, his brows furrowed, and his hands pressed Han Shui'er down on the bed.
"It's not a lot of strength, huh?" Jing Moxuan buried his head in Han Shui'er's neck, and the hot breath spat on her neck.
Han Shui'er's little hand was still pinching the flesh on Jing Moxuan's waist, "Hurry up, or I'll strangle you." ”
She shouted loudly, but Jing Moxuan didn't mean to get up at all.
Jing Moxuan let go of his hand, grabbed Han Shui'er's wrist instead, and forcibly tore her hand away from his waist and pressed it on top of his head.
"The wound doesn't hurt anymore?" said a smug smile on his face.
Han Shui'er threw her head to the side, "It hurts, don't let me go?"
Jing Moxuan gently blew into Han Shui'er's face, then let go of the hand holding her wrist and got up and sat on the carpet.
"That's right, Mo Xuan. Han Shui'er lay on the bed and turned over, facing Jing Moxuan who was sitting on the carpet.
"What's the matter?"
"Can you find someone to go to the company's underground parking lot and help me dispose of the car?"
Jing Moxuan got up and walked to the edge of the bed, stretched out his fingers and stroked Han Shui'er's cheek, "Is something wrong?"
"When I got off work in the evening, I walked to the side of the car only to find that the tire of the car had been punctured, and then I took a taxi home. You know the rest. ”
"Did anything happen in the morning?" Jing Moxuan's voice suddenly became cold, and his deep eyes swirled.
Han Shui'er was sucked in by the whirlpool, "Morning...... Someone shot me with an arrow, but don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that something happened at night. ”
"Let Zuo Ting send you later. ”
Hearing Jing Moxuan's words, Han Shui'er hurriedly sat up, "I really don't need it, I'll be fine myself." ”
"Give me a reason, or I won't agree. Jing Moxuan resumed his seriousness and coldness at work, and grabbed Han Shui'er's shoulders with a little excitement.
Han Shui'er was frightened, such Jing Moxuan, she hadn't seen it since she was with him, "I...... This is a matter between me and Bai Yunshan, and I have to solve it myself. ”
"But how can you deal with Bai Yunshan?" Jing Moxuan's strength in his hand became even greater.
The pain in her shoulder made Han Shui'er's brows furrow, Jing Moxuan saw Han Shui'er's frown, slowly let go of the hand that grabbed her shoulder, closed her eyes, and sighed deeply.
Time stopped like this for a while, and Han Shui'er suddenly threw herself at Jing Moxuan, her white arms wrapped around Jing Moxuan, and buried her head in front of his chest. Jing Moxuan subconsciously raised his hand and gently hugged Han Shui'er, his hard chin resting on Han Shui'er's forehead.
"I'm sorry. Han Shui'er said softly, there were a little tears in the corners of her eyes, and her long and curly eyelashes became moist and stuck together.
"Why?" Jing Moxuan sighed, "Why do you want to say I'm sorry?"
"Trust me, I'll take care of myself. Even if it's not for me, I'll protect myself for you. ”
Jing Moxuan was even more distressed, obviously he forcibly involved her in his own world, and it was his own choice, but he had to bear it with this weak woman in his arms, how could he face it.
"Fool, I believe you. My Han Shui'er is the best. Jing Moxuan wiped the tears from the corners of Han Shui'er's eyes and said softly, "But it's because of my choice that this situation will be caused, and I will also pay the responsibility." ”
She was already tired.
Choosing him means bearing the curses and revenge of many people. As long as he and her can stay together, she won't regret it.
Time flies.
"Do you still have to go to work today?" Jing Moxuan turned his back to Han Shui'er, took out a black shirt from the closet, and said while buttoning it.
Han Shui'er tried to move her left arm, "Well, there's nothing wrong with your arm." ”
"Is it really okay?" Jing Moxuan suddenly pretended to be and raised Han Shui'er's left arm to inspect her wounds. He slowly untied the gauze wrapped around his arm.
The bleeding from the wound on her left arm had stopped, and she was shocked to see such a shocking wound on her white arm.
"It should be fine in a few days, but it's hard to say if there will be a scar. Jing Moxuan took out the potion from the medicine box and bandaged Han Shui'er again.
Han Shui'er smiled playfully, "It's okay, I'm not afraid anyway." Did you like me and not the human heart?"
"Are you tempting me? little fool. Jing Moxuan hooked the bridge of Han Shui'er's nose with his fingers and smiled slightly.
"Say it quickly. The corners of Han Shui'er's mouth curled up, revealing a smug smile.
Jing Moxuan put down the gauze in his hand, sat down beside Han Shui'er again, and hugged Han Shui'er's thin shoulder, "Of course...... It's your people. ”
The building of the Liu's Group.
"Manager, what are you...... What's the matter, why are there so many injuries on your body?" An Xiaoquan hurriedly ran enough, and hurriedly helped Han Shui'er to the office inside.
"It's okay. Han Shui'er sat on the sofa and gently waved An Xiaoquan's arm.
Li Xiao took a cup of hot coffee and handed it to Han Shui'er, "Li Xiao, thank you." ”
"No thanks. Manager, the injury on your left arm is fine. Li Xiao asked softly.
The corners of Han Shui'er's mouth rose in a beautiful arc, and she shook her left arm, "It's okay, it's just a bruise." ”
Han Shui'er took a sip of hot coffee, suddenly thought of something, and quickly raised his head to look at Li Xiao, "Li Xiao, you can help me take a look at the development and sales volume of Petroleum in the past few days." Koizumi, you go to the business department to check the status of financial income and expenditure. ”