Chapter 147: Injuries on the Hands

Because Luo Xiaoqian has been standing up and not reacting, her slight movement is particularly obvious.

Feeling the strange movements of Luo Xiaoqian's body in his arms, Leng Zimo suddenly came back to his senses.

Raising his face from her neck, he looked at Luo Xiaoqian, who was almost naked in front of him, and his eyebrows tightened suddenly.

"Hurt you?"

Damn, how could he do such a thing to her at this time!

Luo Xiaoqian turned her face sideways and didn't say a word.

Taking a light breath and suppressing the frantic emotions in his body, Leng Zimo carefully picked her up horizontally, walked up the stairs step by step, and put her on the pillow.

Luo Xiaoqian only wanted to continue upstairs, turned his face to the other side, closed his eyes, and looked like he was doing whatever he wanted.

Her dress hung crookedly over her body, her skin as smooth as jade in the glimmer of light peeking in through the window, but it was more seductive than wearing nothing.

The heat that had just subsided exploded again in an instant, and forcibly suppressed the idea of wanting to take her for himself, Leng Zimo lifted the thin bed to cover her body, turned around and rushed into the bathroom.

Closing the door, he turned on the faucet directly, picked up the cold water and washed his face a few times, raised his face to look at himself in the mirror, but all he saw was her face, her jade-like body in the moonlight......

With a low scolding, he stood directly under the shower and turned on the cold water switch.

Cold water poured down and soon soaked him.

Leng Zimo has always liked to be clean, Luo Xiaoqian listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom, and only thought he was taking a bath.

Putting the injured hand in a position that was not easy to touch, she closed her eyes, and waited.

However, the left and right did not wait for Leng Zimo, but she couldn't hold on, she was tired and nervous from blood loss...... All kinds of emotions are added together, and now lying on the warm and soft bed, tiredness easily rises.

Before she knew it, Luo Xiaoqian fell asleep.

After a long time, Leng Zimo came out of the bathroom, looked at Luo Xiaoqian on the pillow through the moonlight that came in through the window, and noticed the injured hand she put on the side of the pillow, and he frowned again.

Turning to go downstairs, he took the towel and bandage, wrapped her wrist with the towel, and tied her hand bowl to the bedpost with the bandage, making sure that it would not accidentally touch it and would not affect her sleep, so he went to the closet and took out a set of casual clothes to change into.

Glancing at Luo Xiaoqian, who was sleeping peacefully on the pillow, Leng Zimo turned around and walked out of the door, gently closed the door, and walked downstairs before dialing Shen Yizhou's mobile phone.

Shen Yizhou yawned on the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, I promise, at most, it will be a scar, and it will definitely not affect her playing the piano!" ”

Leng Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked again, "Are you sure?" ”

"Please, I'm a Ph.D. surgical student at Harvard Medical School, a medical genius on a full scholarship, and you dare to question my little sutures?" Shen Yizhou's tone turned formal, "However, in order to ensure that there is no emergency, you have to remember, don't let her wound get wet, pay attention to strengthening nutrition these days, this girl's body is already poor, and there is so much blood left, you must replenish the blood well, by the way, considering her physical condition, don't do strenuous exercise these days, I mean, you know......"

Before he could finish speaking, Leng Zimo had already hung up the phone neatly and dialed Erin's number again, "The fingerprint report will be given to the company early tomorrow morning!" ”

After changing his clothes, he grabbed his car keys, stepped out of the car door, and headed straight for the studio.