Shang Miao pursed her lips and withdrew her gaze, she put the medicine in her handy place, and then walked to Sheng Yu's side and stopped.

The wound on his shoulder was from the back of the shoulder to the edge of the collarbone, and the wound was split a little widely, when Shang Miao rubbed him with medicine, he had to carefully dry the surrounding water stains with a cotton swab.

When it is done carefully, it will naturally be close, if Sheng Yu sits on the sofa, it is very difficult for Shang Miao to find a suitable position.

She sat on the stool next to her, lowered her eyes, and treated the wound on Sheng Yu's shoulder little by little.

Sheng Yu was lying on his back, supporting his body with his back and waist and abdomen, just highlighting his core strength and the well-defined abdominal muscles on his abdomen.

The bath towel is loose and loose, trying to cover the lower part of the abdominal muscles, but it has the charm of holding the pipa and half covering the face.

When Shang Miao changed the dressing, he just looked up and saw the scene.

Her eyelashes moved slightly, pursed her lips and looked away, before she opened her mouth without changing her face, "You'd better let Li Shuo bring you some preventive medicine when he comes back, it will be very troublesome if he gets infected."

"Hmm."

Sheng Yu may have been lying down, and his voice sounded a little lazy and magnetic.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Shang Miao's body, she lowered her head and was drugged him, her long hair was casually tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, revealing a slender neck.

Sheng Yu's eyes were imperceptibly crossed by a strange emotion, the corners of his lips tightened, and he slowly looked away.

Until the last touch on his shoulder disappeared, Shang Miao raised his face: "It's a good medicine, don't wear clothes first."

Sheng Yu's dark eyes looked at her faintly.

Shang Miao only noticed the ambiguity of this sentence, and she added, "Wearing clothes will rub off the ointment, anyway, you won't go out now."

Sheng Yu didn't have any expression on his face, and his mood has not been very high since he got out of the hospital.

Shang Miao said, "Then I won't disturb your rest, I will contact Li Shuo in a while to see when he will come back, so that you can find him if you need to."

She arranged it in an orderly manner, but Sheng Yu said lightly, "I'm not a landlord, so I won't let Li Shuo take care of me if he is injured."

Shang Miao paused, "Then I'll call the front desk for you?"

Sheng Yu's eyes looked at her so directly, his chest rose and fell regularly, his slightly bulging pectoral muscles and beautiful biceps, wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Shang Miao has always known that Sheng Yu's figure is very good, even if he has done even the most intimate things. But when Shang Miao saw his body at first glance now, he would subconsciously avoid his gaze.

When he rubbed the medicine just now, his attention was not on this, and now that he had nothing to do, Shang Miao felt a subtle embarrassment.

Sheng Yu lowered his eyelids, blocking his thoughts, and his voice was deep: "Shang's father has been in the Shanghai Stock Exchange?"

Shang Miao raised her eyes, and met Sheng Yu's calm eyes, she slightly twisted her eyebrows: "Why do you ask this?"

"A little curious." His voice was faint, and his drugged arm moved, and even his thin waist tightened again.

"Shang Yan will enter the Qin family as Qin Chu Nian's boyfriend, and later Qin Kuo took a fancy to him and brought him into Qin's company for an internship——"

Sheng Yu paused, "I have investigated him, but there is no clear family background on the information, I thought that his family background may not be able to be used, but obviously not."

He said it very frankly, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with saying this kind of thing to Shang Miao.

Instead, he was stunned: "Shang Haosheng can't be found on Shang Hao's information?"

"Not only him, but not even his mother."

Shang Miao's face slowly became serious, it is certain that Shang Hao gave birth to a son, but why can't he find out.

And looking at Shang Haosheng's appearance, he should have lived well in Shanghai-

"Shang Miao." Sheng Yu's dark eyes were covered with deep emotion, he thought for a moment, and said faintly: "Whether it's for yourself or something else, it's best not to contact Shang Wei again."

He was rarely serious and solemn, and Shang Miao's heart jumped when he heard it.

But she still hid the strangeness in her heart, and said in a low voice: "Since you are so suspicious, why don't you check Shang Haosheng, it's impossible that he can't find out the news of Shang Hao, right?"

Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

When Shang Miao came out of Sheng Yu's room, he felt a little depressed.

What Sheng Yu said couldn't be false, Shang Miao's heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.

Disgusting.

Shang Haosheng.

Shang Miao always felt as if there was some secret between them waiting for her to uncover.

What she didn't know was that as soon as she left the door with her front foot, Sheng Yu, who was still lying on the bed, had already gotten out of bed.

He casually put on a bathrobe, picked up his mobile phone and dialed out.

The answer over there was very fast, and his voice was slightly deep, "Today and that day, investigate as soon as possible, and Shang Yan and Shang Haosheng, everything between these two people must be detailed."

There was a pause: "Shang Yan is very vigilant here, and as soon as someone makes a move, he will block him back——"

"However, there is a problem that he seems to have been paying attention to Shang Miao since a few years ago."

Sheng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring out of the window, his expression awe-inspiring.

Sheng Yu reminded Shang Miao to stay away from Shang Yan, Shang Miao originally thought that it would be impossible for them to contact each other again in a short time, but she didn't expect that as soon as she returned to her room, she received a call from Shang Yan.

Strange caller ID, the IP is the Shanghai market, I don't know why Shang Miao's intuition is business disgust.

She picked up the phone, and there was a gust of wind on the other side, followed by the voice of Shang Qinglie and sinking: "It's me."

When Shang Miao spoke, there was always an uncomfortable feeling of coldness, and Shang Miao breathed a little, "Is there something wrong with me?"

"I heard you had a car accident today?" Shang Yan's tone was nonchalant, and he asked, "Is it serious?"

Shang Miao's eyebrows twisted slightly, and she didn't think that Shang Yan really cared about her.

Really. The next second, he heard Shang Yan say, "Have you seen your beloved father?"

Shang Miao's face changed slightly, it was only two or three hours since she and Shang Haosheng met in the hospital, and Shang Yan already knew that she had met Shang Haosheng.

Her heart sank, and she said in a cold voice, "You follow me?"

"What do you have for me to follow?" Shang was tired of asking Shang Miao lightly, and he smiled at the end, as if he was laughing at Shang Miao's self-inflicted affection.

The corners of Shang Miao's lips tightened, and Shang Miao continued in a low voice, "Do you want to meet?"

Shang Miao's hand holding the phone slowly tightened, Shang Miao was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for Shang Miao to answer.

It's just that Shang Miao can't see this, his eyes are deep without waves, and his slender index finger is on the edge of the kitchen bar, knocking again and again, like a hunter who is patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait.