The elevator rises at a constant speed.

The space is closed in all directions, and you can hear the wind in the elevator shaft and the sound of rain dripping on the umbrella handle.

And the most impossible thing to ignore, the sound of breathing.

Zhu Shan stood facing the elevator wall, and the elevator wall of Mingtang could print her cheeks.

Somewhat red.

and her forehead, with the word 'sorrow' printed on it.

Ling Xiao said: "Take off your raincoat." ”

Zhu Shan let out an "oh", then unbuttoned her raincoat and turned around and handed it to Ling Xiao.

Although he had an umbrella, he was still wet.

He took off his blazer and hung it on his arm, and the shoulders and heart of the shirt were also soaked, clinging to his skin.

The lines of the muscles were outlined, and Zhu Shan looked up to see that the corner of his jaw was still hanging with rain.

The aggressiveness between his eyebrows and eyes was weakened by the rain, and a trace of sadness was entwined.

People want to help him wipe off the cold.

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at Zhu Shan.

Immediately, he fixed his eyes on the raincoat in front of him, and then raised his eyelids: "Turn around." ”

“？？？”

Although Zhu Shan didn't know why, she did it. She withdrew her raincoat and turned away from him.

"I'll look at the wound on your back."

When these words reached her eardrums, Zhu Shan didn't realize anything until she felt a slightly cool finger skimming the skin of her shoulder, and her whole body instantly stiffened.

The hair was ruffled to the left shoulder, scratching the roots of the ear.

"It's not wet." Ling Xiao said softly.

The elevator door seems to be charged, and it is very eye-catching to open in time.

Zhu Shan concealed her panic and walked out quickly.

Opening the door and hanging the raincoat in a fixed position, Zhu Shan quickly changed her shoes and wanted to go back to her room.

She felt uncomfortable at the moment.

It's like being anxious, and it's like being depressed.

Ling Xiao glanced at Zhu Shan, and explained in a flat tone, without any waves: "You take the oral medicine first, I'll change my clothes, and then change the medicine for you." ”

"Oh."

After Ling Xiao returned to the room, Zhu Shan was not in a hurry to go back to the room.

She sat on the high stool at the bar, looking at the water glass and medicine in front of her, but the scene in the elevator just now came to her mind.

Drops of water ran down the lines of his cheeks, bent around, and finally soaked into his shirt.

Ling Xiao, it seems... The figure is pretty good.

I just didn't look at it carefully.

Zhu Shan shuddered and shook her head: "Calm down!" Calm down! ”

After sorting out her thoughts, Zhu Shan picked up the medicine and stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it with warm water.

After taking the medicine, she jumped off the barstool and suddenly stood.

She turned and grabbed the pillbox on the table.

- Cefadroxil capsules.

Zhu Shan stood on tiptoe, twisted her waist, and sat back on the barstool.

Although she didn't know much about this medicine, the doctor prescribed it because she had a traumatic injury.

Therefore, it is not difficult to speculate that this is supposed to be a medicine to prevent wound infection.

But today, when Yang Mao, Zhu Shan handed Fang Xinnuo water, there was this medicine on the bedside table.

Fang Xinnuo obviously had a cold, but he didn't see cold medicine on the bedside.

How is this medicine?

Zhu Shan found the instruction manual and carefully considered it sentence by sentence.

This is a bactericidal antimicrobial drug.

Suddenly, her whole heart hung in the air.

However, it cannot be ruled out that this is a medicine they used before, but they have not picked it up.

Zhu Shan could only keep finding reasons to convince herself to think too much, after all, her suspicions this afternoon were ridiculous enough, and now it was just because of a box of medicine.

Zhu Shan scratched her hair in annoyance.

She still felt that it was not right.

Something is very wrong.

She has been to Yang Maoxue's home many times, it is very, very neat, and everything seems to have a fixed location.

Zhai Honghui also joked, saying that the family has to love to clean up to be able to do this.

So, how can you leave the previous medicine there all the time and not pick it up?

Also, Fang Xinnuo said that she was infected by the flu, she didn't go out much, where did she get infected?

Moreover, the flu is extremely contagious, which is common sense, and most people will be extra vigilant.

Let's not talk about Yang Mao's good studies, even if Zhu Shan was close to Fang Xinnuo, the two of them didn't think of the problem of infection.

Plus that room, completely airtight.

Isn't it normal to ventilate more?

Aren't contagious rooms more contagious?

Could it be that it's really not a cold?

Could it be that the medicine is really Fang Xinnuo taking?

Could it be that she is really hurt?

The more Zhu Shan thought about it, the more panicked she became, and Wang Huili's face appeared in her head for a while, and Fang Xinnuo's face appeared for a while.

After two minutes, the battle between heaven and man in Zhu Shan's head came to an end.

She let out a sullen "um", grabbed the pill box and went to Ling Xiao's room.

She didn't know if Ling Xiao would solve her puzzles, her whole head was confused.

Therefore, I didn't think much about it when I saw the doorknob, and subconsciously reached out and twisted it open.

The lights were on in the room, which was exceptionally bright.

The fierce rain was still beating outside the glass window opposite, but it was quiet inside.

Zhu Shan glanced at it, didn't see anyone, and then raised her foot and took two steps inside.

She was wondering how the man had disappeared into thin air when a faint sound came from the left.

Zhu Shan turned her head towards the source of the sound.

The invisible door slowly opened, and Ling Xiao walked out of it, covered in heat.

He only wore a bath towel around his waist, his upper body was naked, and his muscle lines were exposed in pieces.

At this time, Zhu Shan actually thought of the regret in the elevator just now, and then made up the answer in her heart.

- This time, I took a closer look.

Ling Xiao's skin is pale, he should have just taken a hot bath at the moment, and he is slightly red.

The water from the ends of his hair fell down his neck, sticking to his reddened skin, slowly gliding.

He held a white towel on his head in his right hand, and his arm line was folded, slowly and loosely wiping it.

Then he slowly walked to the side of the bed, bent down slightly to touch the phone, and his abdominal muscles rose and fell slightly with his movements.

Zhu Shan's eyes fell on his waist and abdomen, and he always felt that the bath towel would fall down in the next second.

Isn't that a restricted movie?

She hasn't seen it yet.

Got a long insight today?

No, you can't!!

Zhu Shan wanted to exit the room, but as soon as her legs moved, she went limped uncontrollably, and then sat on the ground with her ass.

Ling Xiao finally noticed the movement next to him. He turned slightly, his brow visibly tightening.

At the moment when she met her gaze, Zhu Shan felt the thunder outside the window smash on her.

Time seems to be frozen.

A man with his head bowed and a kneeling man sitting on the ground.

A man with his head tilted up to look at the man standing in front of him.

Five seconds later, the time gear turns again.

Because Ling Xiao was the first to react.

But the reaction is only to continue wiping with the right hand.

He didn't even look back at Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan felt a hot sensation coming from her chest, along her neck and up her cheeks, straight to her head.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her eyelashes fluttered twice in a panic, and she leaned down directly.

The little face was gently buried on the floor, and the long black hair was spread out.

Her T-shirt is off-white, but the skin on her shoulders is fairer than her T-shirt.

Zhu Shan took the lead in accusing, with a little girl's ashamed cry: "Why don't you wear clothes?" ”

Ling Xiao felt that her action was like a funny kneeling emoji.

So he laughed angrily: "You come to my room without knocking, blame me for not wearing clothes?" ”

“......”

His tone dragged slightly: "Touching the porcelain and touching the door?" ”

Zhu Shan's face was red-faced, and she turned around on her stomach and crawled to the door like a turtle with a shrunken head.

After climbing two steps, she paused again, touched the ground with her backhand, and continued to move towards the door until she grabbed the pill box in the palm of her hand.

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth were opened, and even his eyebrows were dyed with a smile.

"Shy little girl." He added lightly, "Bring it to the door." ”

Zhu Shan didn't look back, touched it with her backhand, grabbed the eaves and pulled it, and the door closed automatically.

The moment the door closed, Zhu Shan bounced off the ground, fled back to the room, and plunged into the bed.

The sudden pain in her forehead made her hiss.

But with such a strong sense of pain, she couldn't escape that the scene just now really happened in real life.

She is obviously a person who loves life and cherishes life very much.

But now, I don't want to see the sun tomorrow.

But the sun won't accommodate anyone, and neither will Ling Xiao.

He knocked on the door, and his tone was very calm: "Shanshan, come out and change the medicine." ”

Zhu Shan covered her ears and didn't respond.

"Don't be shy, come out!"

Zhu Shan: "......"

This is not to give face at all.

Zhu Shan suspected that it was her who was undressed, and it was Ling Xiao who accidentally peeped at her.

The word 'voyeurism' made Zhu Shan think of something she shouldn't think about.

She hammered the bed twice: "Right now." ”

Zhu Shan deliberately changed into a pair of loose pants, then sorted out her mood and went out.

Ling Xiao was sitting on the sofa, using scissors to cut the gauze into small rectangular pieces.

He was already wearing a white T with sweatpants, but Zhu Shan felt as if he suddenly had a special function, and he could clearly outline the ...... under his clothes

Can't think!

Can't think about it!!

Zhu Shan walked over, sat a meter away from Ling Xiao, glanced at him several times, and muttered: "My pants are wet, I changed my pants just now, it's not shy." ”

Ling Xiao didn't raise his eyelids, and let out a faint "um".

With this 'um', Zhu Shan felt that she could paraphrase a 300-word essay, and the central idea was 'you have no silver 300 taels here'.

Ling Xiao put down the scissors: "Turn around." ”

"Huh?" Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, then turned around.

She felt the sofa bounce up slightly, and sink heavily.

Ling Xiao sat over and brushed Zhu Shan's hair again.

He gently tore off the gauze and applied the potion with a cotton cloth.

There is a little bit of pain, but it is within the limits of tolerance. Zhu Shan tilted her head: "Ling Xiao, you take a photo for me." ”

Afraid that he wouldn't understand, Zhu Shan added: "Pat the wound." ”

Ling Xiao took out his phone, took a picture, and then handed it to Zhu Shan.

When Zhu Shan was injured yesterday, she felt the most pain in the back of her shoulder, more painful than the wound on her forehead.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

It can't be described as a bruise, it is completely a whole piece of skin that has been worn away, and under the yellow potion, there is a blood-red tender flesh.

Zhu Shan frowned: "It's so serious?" ”

"What do you think?"

"......" Zhu Shan put down her phone sullenly.

Originally, she didn't feel much pain just now, but after looking at the photos, she inexplicably focused on feeling the pain.

So he shrugged his shoulders.

Ling Xiao's subordinates paused: "What are you nervous about?" Could it be that you are still shy? ”

Can the topic of "......" be over?

Ling Xiao changed a piece of cotton cloth, lightly medicated, and said in a leisurely tone: "What haven't you seen?" ”

“...... I—When have I seen it? Don't rely on anyone. ”

"Last Qingming Festival."

“？”

"Didn't you still watch Ling Yue?"

Ling Yue?

It seems that there is such a thing.

Thinking of Ling Yue's shy appearance covering her chest, Zhu Shan almost laughed.

She came back to her senses and whispered, "It's different. ”

"What's the difference?"

"......" Ling Yue doesn't have a crush on me, of course it's different.

Ling Xiao snorted lightly and cut off the bandage: "You should really think about it." ”

"What do you think?"

"Why is it different?"

Without waiting for Zhu Shan to respond, Ling Xiao said again: "The wound on the right arm is exposed." ”

Zhu Shan didn't notice, and before she knew it, the wound on the back shoulder was treated.

She was depressed at the moment, and when she heard Ling Xiao's words, she raised her left hand, grabbed the cuff and pulled it down, revealing her entire right shoulder.

Zhu Shan's figure is not emaciated, nor does she have the popular right-angled shoulders, and the interlocking bones are shallow.

So Ling Xiao looked from behind, it was the girl's fair and round shoulders.

It is the sharpness that distinguishes it from men.

Zhu Shan felt a cold feeling coming from her arm, and it didn't hurt at all, so she focused on the medicine box in her hand.

Zhu Shan: "Ling Xiao, the doctor prescribed me this, 'cefadroxil capsules', which is a bactericidal antibacterial drug, that is, an antibacterial infection used for trauma. ”

"Hmm."

"But I went to Yang Mao's scholar today, and his wife seemed to be taking this medicine, but he said that she had a viral cold."

"Hmm."

"So he lied?"

"Hmm."

Zhu Shan's eyelashes trembled, she turned around slightly, and her surprised voice unconsciously rose to the top: "Huh? You think so too? ”

Ling Xiao took a deep breath: "Turn around." ”