Chapter Seventy-Five: A Maniac Called Paranoid

Just now, in order to make the footsteps quieter, Zhou Ran came out barefoot, his hair that was not dried was wet and draped behind his back, and he was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and his two smooth arms were exposed in the cold air.

Noticing that the water in her hair was wetting her shoulders, Gu Cheng looked straight at her with his eyebrows twisted, his thin lips opened, his other hand rested on the edge of the bed beside him, and he said in a flat tone, "Come here." ”

His hand patted in that place, motioning for her to come over, Zhou Ran glanced at him, raised his feet and walked over to sit in his designated position.

There was no carpet in the bedroom, and this weather would only make the floor even cooler, so Gu Cheng picked up the blazer that he had just thrown on the pillow at random, draped it on her body with one hand, and fished out her wet hair that was pressed by the coat by the way.

"Put your feet up." His eyelids twitched as he glanced at her well-proportioned, white feet.

The man's voice was very good, and people couldn't help but want to obey his words, so Zhou Ran put his feet up and looked at him with his eyes.

Her eyes were like a small galaxy, shining in the vast universe, clear and moving, and Gu Cheng moved his fingertips and looked away.

His move startled the doctor, and he hurriedly looked up to observe his expression, and saw that he was not unusual, and even his breathing did not fluctuate, and the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to use surgical forceps to dig deep into his shoulder blade to take the bullet.

Standing solemnly and silently, watching the actions of the doctor's hands without saying a word, his boss is still in the mood to care about Zhou Ran, afraid that she will be cold, it means that there is no big problem, if his life hangs by a thread, who still has the heart to fall in love.

Gu Cheng had too many exceptions to Zhou Ran, so he was not surprised at all, he had never seen his boss say these words to anyone so patiently, and he also asked about the itinerary or something, this was the first time.

After thinking about it seriously, he once again measured Zhou Ran's position in the heart of his boss, and tsk...... If such a Mr. Gu Jiada is seen by those people in Kyoto, I don't know how many people's jaws will be shocked.

Zhou Ran, who was wearing Gu Chengze's coat, quietly watched the doctor's tweezers insert into his sturdy shoulders, and what he smelled was the faint smell of tobacco on his coat and the smell of blood on his body.

Gu Chengze is a person with a tenacity that is different from ordinary people, he is strong, focused, calm enough, and ruthless enough, not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself, such a person is born to be the superior who decides everything, he can prefer a cigar for decades, can it also be speculated that there is actually a madman named paranoid in his spiritual world?

Except that his lips were a little pale, there was no trace of pain on his face, Zhou Ran hugged his legs, his chin was on his knees, his eyes fell on the doctor's hands, and he calculated the strength and angle of each of his movements, maybe next time she could try to change the strength of his hands, she thought about it, maybe this would make the incision of skin and flesh separation more accurate......

The "bell ......" bullet was removed, and the doctor quickly stopped the bleeding and sterilized, and then sutured and bandaged. With a serious look of relief, he turned around and took a new shirt from the closet.

At this time, Zhou Ran had already guessed that the owner of this villa was not Cui Jing, but Gu Chengze, no wonder there were no other superfluous things except for the most basic living utensils, and the decoration style was just a simple cold color, black and white.