Chapter 480: This President Is a Little Weak 17

Heng Shuai: "......"

In front of Ah Zhao, the image must not be damaged.

He calmly put down his hand and said, "I remember that there is still something I haven't explained, and I'm going to find Xiao Li." ”

Ah Zhao nodded, and immediately saw his red forehead.

"You don't look like you've been hit lightly, do you have medicine in the office?" Ah Zhao was a little worried.

Heng Shuai returned to his desk and pulled open a drawer on the side.

Ah Zhao took a look: "......"

It's full of all kinds of neatly arranged pill boxes.

Take a closer look, in addition to the various common cold and fever medicines, what bruises, anti-inflammatory, band-aids...... And so on and so forth.

Heng Shuai explained: "You know, I often encounter all kinds of accidents, so be prepared. ”

Ah Zhao sighed: "You sit down." ”

Heng Shuai didn't understand what she was going to do, but he still sat down obediently.

Ah Zhao glanced at it, found one of the ointments, opened it and smelled it, fortunately, it was herbal, and the smell was not unpleasant.

Seeing that she picked up the ointment and cotton swab, Heng Shuai suddenly understood her thoughts.

"I can do it myself." He whispered.

Ah Zhao dipped the ointment and wiped it on his forehead.

After only a while, the place that I touched had already begun to bruise, and it was obvious that the collision was not light just now.

She looked at the person in front of her and frowned, and asked, "It hurts?" ”

Heng Shuai wanted to say that it didn't hurt.

But somehow, as soon as I raised my eyes, I happened to see a distressed look in Ah Zhao's eyes.

Distressed?!

It was also at that moment that he was blessed to his soul, and he subconsciously blurted out: "It hurts!" ”

Ah Zhao's heart softened.

Heng Shuai's complexion is very white, and this bruise looks extra hideous, and the three-point injury can also be regarded as seven points.

Carefully applied the ointment to him, and Ah Zhao bent down and blew lightly twice.

Heng Shuai was made comfortable by this intimate service, where do you remember this small fall on the brain?

He didn't know how many falls he had since he was a child, and it was much more serious than that.

He saw that Ah Zhao was about to leave after applying the medicine, and he was a little reluctant to give up this rare intimacy between the two.

As soon as his heart moved, he muttered in his mouth: "This bruise, it's best to rub it in time, and it will get better quickly when it is scattered." ”

"Really?" Ah Zhao heard it, and sure enough, he asked.

Heng Shuai nodded calmly: "I have been bumping into experience since I was a child." ”

As he spoke, he made it look like he was going to rub it, and Ah Zhao was worried that he didn't have a chance to contact him, how could he let it go.

"Hey, don't move, I'll do it."

Heng Shuai was a little embarrassed and refused: "This, not very good?" ”

Ah Zhao said seriously: "You don't know, I was born lucky, and I rubbed it for you through my hand, which is better than usual." ”

Floating on the side to watch the lively marshmallows: "......" Why didn't I know that Xiao Fuxing still had this function???

However, no one cared about the idea of marshmallows, and both parties felt that it was OK.

So Ah Zhao carefully dipped some ointment on his fingers, asked Heng Shuai to lie on his back, stood behind the chair, and gently rubbed him.

Heng Shuai discovered a new continent here.

He could see that Ah Zhao, who had been gentle and quiet, did not show any difference to himself, but after seeing that he was injured, he was so distressed that he couldn't do it.

At this moment, the cold president of Evergrande was instantly shattered.

"It hurts!" The moment Ah Zhao pressed it, he called out.