Bai Lang followed, got out of the car in a hurry, broke his arm and hit the car door, rolled his eyes in pain, affected his speed, and shouted urgently, "Xiao Hehuan, are you okay?"

Song Hehuan was fine, but with Bai Lang's startledness, she unconsciously retreated, and was made ugly by the electric car next to her.

Fell to the ground, dazed for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

Tan Xuyao couldn't help but pause, and when he saw Song Hehuan sitting on the ground in embarrassment, his eyebrows tightened, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

pressed on the stone so deadly, Song Hehuan "hissed" out of his mouth, Tan Xuyao saw that her palms were bright red, and his steps subconsciously paused.

After a few steps, he stepped forward and reached out to pull her up, "Hurt?"

"Xiao Hehuan, are you okay?" Bai Lang couldn't help but ask.

Didn't Bai Lang want to recuperate in the hospital? Song Hehuan was a little surprised, but his hand hurt, and he didn't have the energy to think, so he hurriedly stabilized his thoughts and wanted to withdraw his hand, but because his leg injury was not completely healed, he just fell and made it worse.

After struggling for a while, his body was not paying attention, and he was about to fall down again, a warm hand was on her waist, Song Hehuan's heart trembled, the tip of his nose was the refreshing mint smell on his body, and his voice sounded not far from the cochlea, "It's bleeding." ”

Song Hehuan's hand was held up by him, he was too close, and he was a little uneasy, "It's okay, a little injury." ”

Before Tan Xuyao could speak, Bai Lang interjected, "Why is it okay?" No, Xiao Hehuan, I'll take you to the hospital to see." ”

He was about to step forward quickly, but Tan Xuyao stretched out his hand to block him, "You're not going to the company?"

"Hehuan is injured, what else am I going to do, not going?" Bai Lang's arm hurt, he was blocked by the elder brother, and he didn't dare to exert himself, "Brother, you go and get busy, let's go to the hospital!"

"Are you sure to go to the hospital?" Tan Xuyao asked.

"Sure!" the old man's inkblot was strong.

Tan Xuyao took the initiative to open the car door for him, and Bai Lang sat in flattered.

Then I heard the elder brother's tone say without a trace of fluctuation, "It just so happens that your injury needs to go to the hospital to change the dressing, leave it to me here, and I will arrange it for you at the hospital." ”

What does this mean, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, Tan Xuyao slammed the car door shut, and said to Ding Hao in front, "Send him to XX Hospital." ”

"Hey, Brother Hao, stop!" The car had already driven out, and Bai Lang had a feeling of lifting a stone to hit his feet, what to go to the company, to the hospital, he was coming to see Xiao Hehuan.

"Young Master Bai, I only listen to Mr. Tan. Ding Hao said selflessly.

Bai Lang stared dryly, but there was nothing he could do, and he didn't dare to jump out of the car.

Song Hehuan is not used to being so close to a man like Tan Xuyao,

I really couldn't ignore his unique sense of existence, his face was a little faintly hot, thinking about how to make him let go, and was about to struggle, when I heard him frown.

"Your hands have to be dealt with right away. ”

The cochlea was hot, and Song Hehuan was even more unnatural, "Doctor Tan, I'm really, really out of the way......"

But the hand really hurts, at this time the company door in and out are people who come to work, and there are many familiar faces, at this time she and a long, cold man intimate together, Hehuan does not want to attract attention, is thinking about what to say.

Tan Xuyao opened his mouth first, "Follow me!"

Hehuan hurriedly said: "No need, I don't care......"

When she looked up, she met his cool gaze, which was calm, but her voice was a little unstable.

"It doesn't matter if you want it, I'll have the final say. ”

Boom! Hehuan's head hurts, how can the conversation between the two people have color, Doctor Tan, why do you cause reverie every time you speak, she cleared her throat in embarrassment.

"I'm a doctor!" Tan Xuyao's expression was so unwavering that there was no wave.

Seeing that he was talking crookedly, he was pulled over at once, coupled with his indifferent expression, Hehuan felt that he was an old-fashioned doctor, and he should not understand the colorful words of "it doesn't matter, it matters" that were misinterpreted on the Internet.

Hehuan didn't know what was going on, and inexplicably, he was led by Tan Xuyao to the building in front of him.

Should I find an excuse to refuse, but I don't want to, in such a trance, Tan Xuyao's hand on her waist tightened a little tighter.

Hehuan's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes, and what was close at hand was his unforgettable side face.

She was so close to him, her face was hot, the fawn in her heart was about to faint, her legs were weak, and her throat was itchy.

Tan Xuyao's voice carried a hint of doubt, "Miss Song, fever?"