Han Jingnian saw the petite figure that flashed into the study and blocked in front of Han Zhijin, and he quickly put away the table lamp that was almost smashed out.

"What are you doing here?" Because the anger has not subsided, Han Jingnian's tone is still very cold, but his tone is obviously a little relaxed: "It's none of your business here, go out!" ”

Xia Wanye not only didn't go out, but took a few steps in front of Han Jingnian, "What's the matter, can't you say it well?" Why do you want to be so angry? ”

Han Jingnian moved his lips and did not refute.

When Xia Wanye stopped in front of the desk, he saw that Han Jingnian was still holding the lamp, and said again: "This lamp is made of brass, isn't it too heavy for you to hold?" ”

Han Jingnian moved his lips again, but he still didn't speak, but after more than ten seconds, he slowly put the lamp back on his desk.

Xia Wan's night only then found that a lot of blood oozed from Han Jingnian's arm.

Presumably he had just smashed something and pulled a wound on his arm......

Xia Wan'an pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and pointed to Han Jingnian's arm: "Look, the wound has been torn open, right?" ”

Han Jingnian glanced at the shirt dyed red on his arm, and his face did not move.

"Let's go, I'll re-dress your wound and give you some medicine by the way, so that it doesn't worsen."

After Xia Wan'an said this, seeing Han Jingnian standing still in place, he walked around the desk and walked to him, stretched out his hand and pushed him.

She had used a lot of strength, but as soon as her fingertips touched his clothes, he followed her movements and walked to the door of the study.

Good night summer: "......"

Then, Xia Wan'an had to pretend to maintain the appearance of pushing him, but in fact, it was useless to follow Han Jingnian out of the study.

After entering the bedroom, Xia Wanye went to the dressing room to get a clean home coat and handed it to Han Jingnian: "You change the bloody clothes first, and I'll go and hold the medicine box." ”

Han Jingnian still didn't say a word, but Xia Wan'an could see the loosening of his eyes.

Coming out of the bedroom, Xia Goodnight did not immediately go to find the medicine box, but slipped away to the study first.

Han Zhijin still maintained the posture just now, kneeling on the ground, he heard the sound of the door, and he didn't turn his head to look at the door.

Xia Wan'an walked up to Han Zhijin, "Get up." ”

Han Zhijin lowered his head and refused to get up.

Xia Wan'an stretched out his hand and pulled Han Zhijin's arm hard, trying to pull him up: "Don't kneel, get up quickly." ”

She dragged Han Zhijin there, and the two of them were entangled like this for a while, and Xia Wan'an saw Zhang Tezhu coming, as if she saw a savior, and shouted at Zhang Tezhu: "Zhang Tezhu, you came just in time, hurry up and persuade him...... I still have to go over and see you, Mr. Han......"

Zhang Tezhu hurriedly walked into the study: "Miss Xia Wanwan, you go to Mr. Han's side, and leave it to me on the side of Young Master Zhijin." ”

Xia Wan'an heard Zhang Tezhu's words, so he walked out of the study with confidence, found the medicine box, and went to the master bedroom.

Han Jingnian had already changed into his home clothes, sat on the sofa, looked at the dark night outside the window, and didn't know what he was thinking.

He didn't seem to notice that someone was entering the house, and it wasn't until Xia Wan'an put the medicine box on the table in front of him that he slowly turned his head and glanced at Xia Liang'an.

Xia Wan'an sat beside Han Jingnian: "Stretch out your arm to me ......"

Han Jingnian looked into her eyes for a moment, and then stretched out his injured right arm in front of Xia Goodnight.