Jin Cancan knew that the injury on his leg looked miserable, but it didn't actually hurt his muscles and bones.

But Bo Qichen just didn't let her move, and after carrying her to the sofa, he knelt down on one knee and hugged her feet in his arms, and carefully helped her rub the ointment.

"Oops, I'm fine." Jin Cancan pouted and complained, gesturing to withdraw his legs, "Just like Lu Zhiyang, a sick man who has been in a wheelchair for more than ten years, how much strength can he have in his hands." ”

Bo Qichen held her feet and didn't let go, it looked like he was protecting a rare treasure in his arms, and even whispered to her, "Don't move." ”

It was as if her feet were no longer her own, but belonged to Bo Qichen's private property.

Jin Cancan's heart warmed, and he teased: "You are now the same as when I was protecting the braised pig's trotters......"

"Well, pig's trotters!" After wiping the medicine, Bo Qichen patted her feet and smiled, got up to wash his hands.

Jin Cancan's little face suddenly collapsed, as if he had scolded himself.

Robots can do most of the work, but someone has to do the cooking. As soon as Jin Cancan felt his stomach rumble, he heard the sound of the kitchen clanging.

She turned her head to look, and Bo Qichen didn't know when he had put on an apron, completely interpreting what it means to be an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

Well, she was dragged into the mortal dust by her big devil!

She looked down to look for her slippers, but when she saw that there was nothing on the ground, she ran barefoot. Before he ran into the kitchen, the whole person was picked up again, and Bo Qichen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was very serious.

"Jin Cancan, can you stop for a while?" Bo Qichen put his hands on the back of the sofa and circled her in the middle, bowed his head and said coldly.

"I, why don't I stop." Her neck shrunk down, and her eyes drifted from his open-ended shirt, "You see the scars are all gone, it's okay, how can I be so delicate, I can walk, I have to be raised as a waste." ”

Bo Qichen was about to be laughed at.

"How do you think the scar on your leg fell off? Do you think I married a wife to be useful? ”

Does this woman really not know how worried she is during this time?

"I know, I know it." Jin Cancan was a little flustered.

Although she was in a coma for ten days, there were some things that she could still faintly perceive, Bo Qichen didn't invite any nursing staff at all, he took care of her for ten days, helped her rub the medicine, and helped her......

Wait, isn't it all handled by Bo Qichen when he eats and drinks Lazar? What should I do if I suddenly have a sense of picture.

His face instantly turned red like a tomato, and he was even more empty.

"You know?" Bo Qichen frowned, as if he sensed Jin Cancan's uneasiness, and his tone softened, "If you know, you should recuperate, let your legs recover, don't waste my efforts." ”

"Oh, good." Jin Cancan pursed his lips and was obedient and obedient, nodding like pounding garlic.

Pointing at her, she suddenly raised her eyes, and asked Shangbo Qichen's deep eyes: "Then if my legs can't recover and leave scars, will you dislike it?" ”

She herself thinks it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to wear a skirt for her legs. She just felt that the reason why Bo Qichen cared so much was because she was afraid of taking herself out in the future and embarrassing people?

Sure enough, Bo Qichen's answer made her heart sink to the bottom.

"Yes." Just love

"Oh."

Full of loss, Jin Cancan lowered his eyelashes, and his hands couldn't help but clench.

But baldness felt a little warm on his forehead.

"Of course I'll dislike it, fool." Bo Qichen chuckled and said, "I will dislike the most handsome chairman in history, and he can't even cure a woman's legs, so what else can he do?" ”

After a dragonfly on her forehead, Bo Qichen got up and continued to go to the kitchen to make supper.

Jin Cancan was stunned on the sofa, not knowing what to say for a while, only the corners of her lips that unconsciously curved slightly, indicating that she was in a happy mood.

A simple bowl of noodles was too bland, but Jin Cancan ate it with a lot of gobbling up, and Bo Qichen, who was sucking, was a little hungry, and opened his mouth to signal Jin Cancan to give him a bite.

As a result, Jin Cancan didn't give him that chance at all, and directly picked up the bowl and looked up to finish the soup, and then paddled the bowl on the table with a bang, and burped beautifully.

Obviously, the picture is not very beautiful, and even a little cheesy, but the spoiling in Bo Qichen's eyes can't be dissolved.

Sure enough, he still likes such a vivid golden cancan, and it is best not to appear unconscious like this again.

Jin Cancan had eaten and drunk enough, Bo Qichen still carried her back to the bedroom where he could see the starry sky, put her in the crook of his arm, and the two looked up at the stars.

For Jin Cancan, it's just a change of environment and familiarity.

But for Bo Qichen, it was the rest of his life, and God knows how afraid he was that Jin Cancan would not wake up. The leg injury was not serious, but the heavy thing was the slaps she was slapped heavily when she bit Lu Zhiyang's arm.

I thought that Jin Cancan, who had slept for so many days, would be awake for a while, but I didn't know that within a few minutes, her even breathing sound would be heard.

This time, there was only a peaceful sleep, no nightmares......

In the next few days, Bo Qichen did not go to the things in the group, and stayed at home and stuck with Jin Cancan twenty-four hours a day, which moved Jin Cancan to a lot.

Because Bo Qichen took very good care of her, many of the bruises on her legs have been invisible in the past two days, but there are a few serious scars, and the current color is a little inconsistent with the color of his skin itself.

Fortunately, although Jin Cancan loves beauty, she has not yet reached the kind of perfectionism, so the current situation is already very good for her.

It's just that this is in Bo Qichen's eyes, but how unpleasant is how to look at it, so he called Dr. He to study the new formula.

"I didn't expect you to make your own trauma cream!" Jin Cancan gave Dr. He a super big thumbs up to show his admiration, "If it weren't for you, my legs would definitely have scars." ”

"I don't dare to take the credit for this." Doctor He said and glanced at Bo Qichen, who was sitting on the side, "The ointment is a treasure left by the ancestors, but your treasure is not envied by ordinary people." ”

"My darling?" Jin Cancan didn't understand for a while.

Bo Qichen still knelt on one knee in front of Jin Cancan, regardless of the fact that there were several people beside him, and put his feet on his knees and began to apply the ointment to him.

Doctor He's eyelids trembled: "Those who know understand that you are applying ointment, and those who don't know think that you are proposing on the spot every day, abusing a single dog like us." ”

I didn't want to eat, but I was still fed with this dog food.

"Is Dr. Ho still single?" Jin Cancan asked with a smile, his mind already thinking about the right woman.