No, no, no.

How could he feel sorry for her?

He just doesn't want to have an accident with her, who plays his wife.

Or, worried that she will do it to Lan Jiao again?

Well, that's how it should be.

Twenty minutes later, arrive at the hospital.

Lan Xixi felt that the wound was not serious: "This injury is not in the way, I will go back and apply the medicine, wait for it to heal itself, and want to see Yaya first." ”

"Nope." Bo Zhanye's slender big hand grabbed his thin wrist and walked towards a certain department.

His palms are broad, warm, and he holds a pen all year round, with a thin callus, which is the mark of a mature man.

Lan Xixi's palms were covered with thin sweat, especially when he saw his little hands in his big hands, like a real couple, and his heart was even more cramped.

"I'll look at the time." When she got into the elevator, she casually found a reason and pulled it out of his palm.

Bo Zhanye noticed her panicked little movements, his eyebrows were slightly sunken, and he didn't say anything.

Walking into a department, he casually slammed the door twice.

Song Fei'er, a female doctor who was seeing a doctor, looked up and was very surprised when she saw him, and hurriedly handed the list to the patient:

"Go to the toll booth to collect the fee, and come over with the film after filming."

Then, as soon as the patient was gone, he stood up and smiled like a flower:

"Brother Jiu, I actually saw you in the hospital today, is it an old man who is sick again? Or are you uncomfortable somewhere? ”

"No, she's got a little bit of a wound." Bo Zhan Ye explained casually, his voice soft.

It can be seen that their relationship is very unusual.

Lan Xixi looked at the woman, with a round face, big eyes, very innocent and cute.

But the way she looked at her was not friendly.

"It's Miss Lan, wow, where is the injury?"

Lan Xixi really felt that the wound was small, and it was difficult to answer: "Forehead, face." ”

"Huh? I can't even see anything if it's hurt. Song Fei'er complained, and then walked to Bo Zhanye's side complainingly, and grabbed his arm:

"Brother Jiu, you are really, people are very tired of helping people see a doctor all day long, you can just rub some medicine for this little injury, and you can bring her here. You really don't feel sorry for me at all. ”

Bo Zhanye naturally explained neatly: "There are many people in other departments, and they are afraid of extraneous branches. ”

"Oh." Song Fei'er walked to the desk, took a box of medicine casually, and handed it to Lan Xixi:

"Twice a day, just rub it on."

The attitude is obviously perfunctory.

I'm afraid that the wound will be replaced on Bo Zhanye's body, so she won't say that, right?

Lan Xixi doesn't mind, she just replaces Lan Jiao and doesn't want to make enemies:

"Okay, thank you."

Song Fei'er frowned in surprise and raised her delicate eyebrows.

In the past, Lan Jiao always occupied the identity of Brother Jiu's fiancée, like a proud peacock, pointing fingers at her, why is she so good at talking now?

Regardless of her, eighty percent is pretending to be in front of the ninth brother! White Lotus.

She looked at Bo Zhanye with a smile: "Brother Jiu, from the time you went to S City to now, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you can sit down for a while, I have a lot of things I want to talk to you about." ”

"Didn't you just say you're busy?" Bo Zhan Ye was ready to leave with Lan Xixi.

Song Fei'er immediately pulled him: "There is still time to chat with Brother Jiu!" Brother Nine has been in S City for so long, don't you want me? ”

Tsk, a woman who is obviously one, twenty or thirty years old, a 'brother' with a mouthful of words, and a baby voice, her flesh is numb.

Lan Xixi glanced at the label on Song Fei'er's chest, name: Song Fei'er.

Not to mention, it's quite in line with her pretending to be tender.

Bo Zhanye didn't know whether to treat her as a sister, or a friend, or a woman in some kind of relationship, and his voice sounded very doting:

"Well, I think. Where's your swab, give it to me. ”

"In the drawer, I'll get it for you."

The relationship between the two is really good.

Lan Xixi looked at it and sneered a little.

Sure enough, he is comfortable with women, and his relationship with this Song Fei'er is not ordinary, right? Maybe it's also the woman he's interested in.

Do you want to leave the stage at this time and make room for them?

Just when Lan Xixi hesitated, the man's deep gaze suddenly fell on her, and his chin touched the stool slightly:

"Sit down."

"Huh? I? "Lan Xixi didn't know, so he sat down.

Bo Zhanye stood in front of her and raised his hand—

"What are you doing?" Lan Xixi was like a frightened bird, leaning backwards and avoiding it.

Bo Zhanye furrowed his brows: "Treat your wounds for you, what do you think I'm going to do?" ”

Forehead!

It turned out to be to treat the wound.

Lan Xixi scratched her hair and said embarrassedly, "Thank you, I thought you were going to beat me." ”

Bo Zhan Night: "......"

Does he look like a man who would spank a woman?

What is he in her eyes?

Helplessly, he took the medicine in her hand and opened it, dipped a cotton swab in some medicine, gently brushed the hair on her forehead with his left hand, and bent over:

"Don't move, it still looks a little serious."

Lan Xixi seemed to have been enchanted, sitting straight and well-behaved.

He always has this kind of emperor, like the ability to command the common people.

And at this moment, the man naturally applied the medicine to her wound little by little, and the movements were very light and meticulous.

As if worried about her pain, her thin lips still blow gently.

The wind is shallow, like willows floating across the water, sultry, rippling water.

Lan Xixi's heart was cramped.

In front of him, the man is meticulously dressed in a suit and tie, and when you look down, you can see his waist, delicate belt and the folds of his shirt, faintly showing tight and distinct muscle curves.

Very good figure!

This man, noble and indifferent in appearance, cold-blooded and ruthless, unexpectedly, has such a gentle side.

The point is, he took care of her so much in front of Song Fei'er, wasn't he afraid that Song Fei'er would be jealous?

Or is he confident that he can handle relationships with every woman?

Song Fei'er stood aside and was directly stunned.

She has been with Brother Jiu's childhood sweetheart since she was a child, and she has gotten along a lot, and she knows too well that although Brother Jiu has been engaged to Lan Jiao for more than ten years, Brother Jiu's cold and noble personality has never been gentle to Lan Jiao.

Don't talk about this little wound, even if you are sick, Brother Jiu will send a text message at most to greet him.

Now he actually medicated Lan Jiao personally!

She couldn't help but think of the kisses at the wedding banquet, and her eyebrows jumped.

Could it be that Brother Jiu and Lan Jiao went to the Imperial City and their relationship warmed up?

"Fei'er, doesn't care about the scars on this medicine tube?" After taking the medicine, the man's low questioning voice sounded.

Song Fei'er quickly came back to her senses, because Bo Zhanye was so good to Lan Jiao, she said very unpleasantly:

"Well, it doesn't matter if she has a scar, besides, her little wound won't leave a scar.

But Brother Jiu, when did you have such a good relationship with her? You used to say you didn't want to marry her. ”

Are you sure you're not coquettish? Accuse? Jealous?

Lan Xixi understood the woman's careful thinking too well, and her eyes swept over Song Fei'er's innocent face.

It seems that under the simple face, there is also a terrible and hypocritical face.

Bo Zhan Ye looked at Lan Xixi with a meaningful gaze, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly:

"If you get married, you should naturally be good to her."

"Brother Nine, why did you marry her? You don't mean that the woman you're going to marry must be ......"

Bo Zhanye's face sank, and he interrupted: "Fei'er, you talked a lot today.

Also, in the future, I will call her the ninth sister-in-law. ”

Song Fei'er's little face turned black quickly, and there was embarrassment, embarrassment, and loss in her expression: "Oh." I'm sorry Brother Nine,"

Bo Zhanye pulled a wet tissue to wipe his hands clean, threw them into the trash, and then took Lan Xixi's little hand:

"We still have work to do. Wife, let's go. ”

In front of Xiao Qingmei, take her, and call her wife, it's too intimate!

Didn't you see Song Fei'er's eyes, she was about to eat her?

Lan Xixi was embarrassed and cramped, and quickly followed Bo Zhanye away.

But I was surprised and curious.

Just now, Song Fei'er said that the woman Bo Zhan Ye was going to marry was......

Who is it?