The pain in her heart made her feel less guilty a lot.

She stood up with her body, rudely washed the wound with water, casually picked up a bath towel and wrapped it around her body, and walked out of the walking corpse.

Bo Shuyan raised his head, and saw the blood beads dripping down her delicate fingers through the curling white smoke, his eyes shrank suddenly, and the cold on his body instantly overflowed.

He got up, strode over and held her hand, both distressed and angry, "It's not that I haven't slept, as for letting you seek death and life?" ”

Her hair was not wiped, it was drooping on her face, dripping with water, and the water droplets on her body rolled down, and the whole person looked embarrassed and decadent.

She glanced up at him, lazily shook off his hand, and walked to the bed.

Bo Shuyan's hot big hand held her shoulder, he looked at the woman who seemed to be wiped out with a slight force, tried his best to suppress his anger into his heart, and asked as quietly as possible: "Wipe and sleep, huh?" ”

She was so tired, so tired that she wanted to die immediately.

But reality reminded her that she had to, had to face the man in front of her.

She looked back at him, indifferent and numb, her blood-colored lips moving, "Get out!" Stretched out his hand to shake it, but he didn't expect that his eyes were dark, and his body fell straight up.

Bo Shuyan took the opportunity to catch her, looked at her closed eyes, and subconsciously took a cool breath, "Ai'er, Ai'er!" ”

He called twice to see that she didn't respond, and quickly picked her up and put her on the bed, and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Zhu Tingting arrived in half an hour, and when she walked up the stairs, she saw Bo Shuyan standing at the door, leaning against the wall, wearing a black nightgown, with his head down, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, and his face was ashen.

Although the two are not familiar with each other, they have known each other for more than ten years, and it is the first time she has seen him like this, and the silence is mixed with panic and self-blame.

When he saw Zhu Tingting coming, he hurriedly got up, opened the door, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "It's inside." ”

Zhu Tingting is over forty years old and was originally the family doctor of the Jiang family, so she watched Jiang Ai grow up.

After the Jiang family fell, Bo Shuyan hired her to become a family doctor. She was just a doctor, and as long as she had money to earn, she agreed.

Jiang Aiping was lying on the bed, her hair had been blown dry, she was wearing light-colored pajamas, and the wounds on her hands were bandaged. There is a white towel on his forehead, which is supposed to be used for physical cooling.

Zhu Tingting looked at the woman on the bed with a hint of surprise, turned back and looked at Bo Shuyan with a calm face, she wanted to ask why she was here, but it involved the privacy of the main family, so she didn't want to ask too much, and skillfully took out the instrument to check.

After the inspection, Zhu Tingting said while loading the instrument: "It's not a big problem, if you have a cold, take some medicine and get some sleep." However, I see that her body is very weak, as the saying goes, medicine is not as good as food, eat more nutritious, and make up for it well. ”

Zhu Tingting thought about his anxious call, thinking that he was really not as ruthless as the outside world said, and instructed: "If you are young, you must take care of your body, especially women, when you are older, it hurts this and that, and it will be difficult to recuperate." It stands to reason that her body shouldn't be so weak. ”

Bo Shuyan's eyes flashed, and when she thought of what she had experienced in a place she didn't know this year, she didn't know what she had experienced, and her whole heart was lifted again.

He always felt that she had changed so much that it was too big for him to feel at ease.

Zhu Tingting took out the medicine and handed it to him, explained the precautions for medication, and left.

Jiang Ai woke up in the afternoon, she hadn't slept a whole night for a long, long time, and even if she fell asleep before, she would have all kinds of bizarre nightmares.

When she opened her eyes, discomfort and headaches in her throat followed, and when she opened her eyes weakly, she saw a man sitting on the bed, his laptop on his long legs, his eyes focused, and his knobly fingers tapping the keyboard from time to time.

Jiang Ai didn't want to see him, and wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep again, but his throat was so dry that he had to sit up with his weak body.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed her shoulders, Jiang Ai looked up, and saw Bo Shuyan looking at her with concern, and swallowed the sentence I can swallow back.

Bo Shuyan helped her sit down, turned sideways, opened the thermos cup on the bedside table, and handed it to her, "Drink saliva and moisten your throat." ”

Jiang Ai wanted to take the cup, but he didn't let go, but put it to her lips and said casually: "Open your mouth." ”

She was a little unaccustomed, but more flattered, but she didn't have the strength in her whole body, so she didn't refuse, so she drank most of the glass of water with his hand, and the warm water entered her throat, and she felt that she had finally come back to life.

"Want to eat?" He asked as he got out of bed.

Jiang Ai was not as thick-skinned as him, and he was uncomfortable: "You don't need to take care of me at home, there are maids, they can take care of me." ”

"Will they be taken care of by your husband?" He was a little displeased, but looking at her pale cheeks and listlessness, he said in a soothing tone: "Is it to eat in the bedroom, or go downstairs." ”

Jiang Ai was too lazy to bother with him, and knew that he couldn't care about him, so he said casually: "Go downstairs." As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and lifted his legs, a tearing pain hit, and the flush immediately climbed up his cheeks.

Bo Shuyan saw that her movements stopped, thinking that she was too weak to get out of bed, so he walked up to her, leaned over, and picked her up.

Leaving the bed, Jiang Ai instinctively hooked his neck, and then hurriedly let go, but listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, thinking of what happened last night and the changes in his body, pink climbed up his earlobe.

The two were too close, and Bo Shuyan naturally saw her changes, and all the displeasure dissipated in an instant.

As soon as Bo Shuyan went downstairs with Jiang Ai in his arms, Zhang Hua came.

Obviously, the only person who can make the young master put down work and rest is his wife, but every time at this time, there will always be something, although it is not a big deal, but he thought it was his wife's, so he had to come over and report it in person.

Bo Shuyan put Jiang Ai on the chair in the dining room, and then looked up at Zhang Hua.

Zhang Hua looked at Jiang Ai and didn't know whether to say it or not.

Jiang Ai looked at them with annoyance, and didn't want to speak, so he lowered his head with a straight face, and habitually touched his pocket, only to find that the phone was not there.

Bo Shuyan glanced at Zhang Hua and sat down opposite Jiang Ai elegantly, "Say it." ”

Since the young master said that he still had something to scruple about, he hurriedly handed the tablet in his hand to Bo Shuyan, "The video was uploaded in the early hours of yesterday morning, and it has exceeded one million so far." ”

Bo Shuyan clicked on the pause button, and saw Jiang Ai follow a man onto the elevator, and according to the decoration of the lobby, it was Wals Hotel.