Chapter 22: Resolving the Misunderstanding (2)
"I said, buddy, I don't ...... patients every day."
"You go out, I'll come." Wen Jinmo glared at him.
"Yes, I'll get out." Jiang Yanfeng helplessly spread his hands, turned around and walked out.
waited until the door of the ward was closed before Wen Jinmo spoke: "You take off your shirt and turn around." ”
When Xia Weiliang heard this, his fingertips trembled violently, and after a moment of silence, he pinched the corner of his clothes and said, "Otherwise, I will face the mirror myself, and I don't need to trouble you......"
"Am I not clear enough?" He raised his voice slightly.
Xia Wei was silent, slowly took off her shirt, and turned her back, but the flush that slowly crept up at the base of her ears exposed her state of mind at the moment.
Wen Jinmo looked at her back, her fair and delicate skin was like mutton fat jade, and when his eyes touched the abrasions, blood marks and bruises, his brows couldn't help frowning.
The movements in his hands couldn't help but be a little slower.
When the disinfectant cotton touched the wound, she couldn't help but tremble.
"Are you stupid, why did you go to that kind of place with a stranger?" When Wen Jinmo thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.
"Who would have thought that the poor looking old lady would be a human trafficker." Xia Weiliang pursed her mouth, and she was also a little aggrieved in her heart.
Now the bad guy, the acting skills are getting higher and higher, a weak old man with limited mobility, taking advantage of the kindness of others, doing such a thing, she is really a little unacceptable.
What makes her feel even more uncomfortable is that she doesn't know how many young and kind girls have been deceived like this, and then she doesn't know where she was sold, and her good life was ruined like this.
"Eat a trench and grow wise, don't always be so stupid, everyone has to believe it." Wen Jinmo heard the grievances in her words, and her voice softened a little.
"Hmm." Xia Weiliang nodded.
After a moment of silence......
"You came here yesterday?" Wen Jinmo's face was a little twisted.
"Well, I had a high fever last night and hung up a few bottles of water." Xia Weiliang stated in one hundred and fifty ten.
"I ...... I misunderstood you yesterday, right...... I'm sorry. He didn't mean to get along with her, even if he hated her, he never thought of hurting her. It's just that yesterday, he put off his work early, came home, and waited from half past five in the evening until the early hours of the morning......
In those four hours or so, he really wore out his patience, he originally thought that even if she wouldn't come back as early as him, he would be able to wait for a chance to meet her and have a few good words......
"It's fine." The moment Xia Weiliang lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
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On the second day, when she woke up in the morning, Xia Weiliang looked in the mirror, and the slap marks on her face were basically invisible after Wen Jinmo gave her an ice compress last night, so she put on makeup with confidence, changed into professional clothes, hurriedly ate breakfast, and rushed to the company.
Before the morning meeting, Xia Weiliang went to the chairman's office and told Xia Zhenguo about the funds, and he praised her a few words, but Xia Weiliang didn't answer much.
When she happened to go to the bathroom in the morning, she heard someone talking outside.
"You have heard, when the Wen family's people came to look for our vice president yesterday, Xia Chenhe ran over." This Xia Chenhe is her uncle's son.
"I saw it yesterday, and he ran to ask the assistant what was the matter."
"The assistant said that he was signing, and he shouted that he could sign it, and he didn't need to find a vice president."
"And then?" I don't know who asked again.