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These drugs, in addition to those taken internally, are also used externally.

It was also at this time that she knew that Beichen Shaoting's body had several other external injuries, and when she thought of this, Mo Qianqian's heart couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

After putting down the manual, Mo Qianqian sighed.

She found out the trauma medicine that Beichen Shaoting wanted to use, and went to him.

Beichen Shaoting was sitting on the sofa, holding a video conference on his laptop.

Seeing her coming, he hurriedly explained a few words, and then hung up the video.

"It's time to rub the medicine!" Mo Qianqian walked over slowly and said to Beichen Shaoting.

Beichen Shaoting glanced at the medicine in her hand and didn't say anything, but put the notebook aside.

"Let's wipe it on my forehead first." Mo Qianqian dipped some ointment in front of him, and then gently began to apply medicine to Beichen Shaoting's forehead.

The wound on his forehead is not deep, and after a long time, it should not leave a scar.

But such a wound made her very sad when she saw Mo Qian's eyes.

She wasn't there when he was hurt, she just saw the news of his injury on TV.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Qianqian looked at his injury, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly asked him.

Her voice was small, but it was full of her concern.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, and without blinking his eyes, he replied.

"What I asked was, when you were injured, did it hurt?" Mo Qianqian bit his lip, and then asked.

Hearing this, Beichen Shaoting frowned, then raised his eyes and looked at her.

"It hurts!" He wasn't lying, when he was injured, it really hurt!

"Well deserved!" Mo Qianqian gritted his teeth, and suddenly said angrily.

"......" Beichen Shaoting's face sank, and he thought that she would say something like feeling sorry for him.

But who would have thought that she would scold him for deserving it!

"Your hand hasn't fully recovered, who told you to go racing!" Don't grit your teeth lightly!

She now feels that it is necessary to let Beichen Shaoting not touch the racing car in the future!

The first time he raced, his hand injury got worse!

The second time, it directly added a few new injuries! The leg is broken, and the forehead is also broken, and there are some traumatic injuries of varying degrees on the body!

"......" Beichen Shaoting did not speak.

Didn't he do this so that she could come back?

Of course, this kind of thing must not be let her know.

If he let her know, he would have been angry again if he hurt himself because he wanted her to come back!

"No racing in the future!" Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Qianqian didn't continue to count.

It's just that she doesn't want to see him race again!

She didn't want to be scared to death by him again!

"Mo Qian, are you interfering with my freedom of interest?" Beichen Shaoting frowned, and there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Is that your interest important, or am I important?" Mo Qianqian stopped his movements, and then looked at him seriously.

"You!" He looked at her stupidly, and then answered without hesitation!

The obsession with racing also began after she left Beichen's house.

At that time, racing was a place of spiritual dependence for him.

And now that she's back, he's taken the trophy back as he promised her.

Racing, for him, really doesn't mean much.

"That's it!" Hearing him answer like this, a satisfied smile appeared on Mo Qianqian's face.