Li Zeyan dared not listen to Xi Mochen's words, even if he was dissatisfied with the nurse, he could only put it in his heart for the time being.

He took two steps back to the side, "You can go over." ”

"Thank you for your cooperation." The nurse then pushed the cart and walked in the direction of the bed.

"Slow ......"

Shi Feng was highly vigilant, and was about to stop the nurse to check it first, and after receiving a look from Xi Mochen, he changed his words: "Be careful when taking medicine." ”

"Well, I will."

The nurse nodded obediently, pushed the treatment cart to Xi Mochen's bed, and politely explained: "Hello, Mr. Xi, due to moderate scratches on your shoulder and abdomen, I need to change your dressing according to the doctor's instructions."

Please cooperate and expose the wound first. ”

Formula words, but the sound is good.

What doesn't match her good voice is her makeup.

Not to mention the face under the mask, the short hair with full ears, the ends of the hair are dry and yellow, and it is slightly messy, and it looks like it has not been taken care of.

And the most eye-catching thing is the pair of glasses with a sense of age on the bridge of her nose.

The black frames were so large that they almost blocked half of her face, and there were so many scratches on the lenses that no one could look at her.

She was dressed in a loose nurse's uniform, empty, and there was no trace of curves at all, compared to the ten nurses, she could be said to be full of rustic.

However, the work card hanging on the nurse's uniform has a good name - Su Qiandu.

Xi Mochen listened to her voice, raised his eyes for a moment, and then withdrew his gaze.

He didn't respond to her, didn't cooperate with her as she said, and continued to lean half-back on the head of the bed as if he hadn't heard anything, his unruly and cold face still cold.

"Cut, sure enough, it has the same stinky face and temper as the legend!"

Su Qianwei was scarlet in her heart for a while, then raised her pleasant voice and said again in an extremely patient tone: "Mr. Xi, I need to help you with medicine, so that it will be conducive to the recovery of your wounds, please cooperate a little." ”

This time, Xi Mochen finally made some movements, but he only moved his arms slightly, then put his arms behind his head, and continued to lean there half-leaning, looking leisurely.

Shi Feng, who was standing on the side, was afraid that the nurse would not understand what Xi Mochen meant, so he reminded: "You can just help Master Xi take medicine directly." ”

Direct medication?

Su Qiandu's big eyes behind the lenses twitched, understanding the meaning of the sentence.

After a moment of understanding, there was no obvious mood fluctuation in his expression, but he continued to say formulaically: "If Mr. Xi's hands are inconvenient, then I will help you." ”

Su Qianhui said that, and began to unbutton Xi Mochen's hospital gown.

When she unbuttoned the first button, she raised her eyes slightly, and only after confirming that Xi Mochen's expression had not changed in particular did she undo the remaining buttons with peace of mind.

Naturally, there was a burst of scarlet belly in my heart: "When others call you Xiye, you really regard yourself as an uncle." ”

In the scarlet belly, the buttons of Xi Mochen's shirt had been completely unbuttoned, and his honey-colored texture instantly appeared in front of her eyes.

This pectoral muscles! These six-pack abs!

Sturdy, tight, and looks like it should feel good.

I'm going to go, I definitely don't lack fitness in normal times, right?

From the perspective of anatomy, his muscle lines are smooth and perfectly shaped, which is the standard perfect line on the anatomical atlas, which is more genuine than the official P picture, and it seems that through the skin, you can see the hidden power of that muscle.