The low-key and luxurious Cayenne drew a scene in the star city at night, and Bo Lengmo held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator to the lowest with an expressionless face.

Zhong Wanwan sat in the co-pilot, feeling unprecedented speed and passion.

Nervous, Zhong Wanwan held his injured arm and was thrown on the chair by the strong acceleration. The fingers subconsciously wanted to grasp something, and when he turned around, his arm accidentally rubbed against the seat belt.

Zhong Wanwan frowned fiercely, and endured the sharp pain in her arm.

The speed of the car dropped silently, and Zhong Wanwan quietly turned his head to the side.

The person next to him is as good-looking as ever.

"Is it pretty?" Caught off guard, the man asked.

"Good-looking......" Zhong Wanwan replied subconsciously.

Realizing what he had said, Zhong Wanwan suddenly withdrew his gaze and sat down in silence.

"Yours are really cheap." Bo Lengmo's eyes were full of mockery.

Zhong Wanwan lowered her head, the pain in her forearm pulled her back to reality, her lips pursed slightly, her fingers gripping the seat belt tightly, her knuckles pale from excessive force.

She had been thrown on the floor many times today, and her clothes were already dirty, and she didn't want to stain the cushions again, so she sat as straight as she could.

The best hospital in Star City, Cheng Yu, known as the Holy Hand of Surgery, came here early to stand by.

Sitting on the stool in the medical room, Zhong Wanwan carefully rolled up her sleeves, revealing a bruised and swollen wound.

Even though Cheng Yu had seen more serious and terrifying wounds, he was shocked by the wound on the little girl's forearm, "How did it happen like this, I'll disinfect you first." ”

Zhong Wanwan nodded, and said a little embarrassedly: "Trouble Doctor Cheng, I asked you to come over to deal with my little injury so late." ”

"You know me?" Cheng Yu used iodine to disinfect Zhong Wanwan's arm while opening her mouth to distract her.

Zhong Wanwan pointed to his badge with an uninjured finger, "On the badge, Cheng Yu, is a very nice name." ”

Zhong Wanwan is good-looking, has a good voice, and has crooked eyebrows and eyes when he laughs, which makes people very useful.

"When is it time to still have the leisure to look at other people's names."

Bo Lengmo walked in from the outside, as if bringing a cold wind, Cheng Yu couldn't help but shiver, and his hands unconsciously became a little heavier.

"Shhhh

Feeling the burning pain, Zhong Wanwan retracted his arm violently and whispered in pain.

"How did you become a doctor?" Bo Lengmo frowned, and his tone was stern.

"This..." is indeed his own mistake, and Cheng Yu can't explain anything, so he can only laugh on the side.

Zhong Wanwan was a little unhappy, this person couldn't get used to himself, how could he be so fierce to the doctor. I can't bear to let him be found fault with Bo Lengmo: "I wasn't ready just now, but now I can." ”

After Zhong Wanwan finished speaking, he put his forearm on the treatment table, Cheng Yu took the potion to disinfect, Zhong Wanwan didn't expect the medicine to be so strong, he bit his lip in pain, and the whole person began to break out in a cold sweat.

Bo Lengmo wrung his eyebrows and looked at this scene, as if he was impatient, and took the thing in Cheng Yu's hand: "Don't move." ”

Zhong Wanwan looked at the man who was close at hand, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and at this time, the man's broad hand rubbed his fingertips.

Like a caressing, it's like an unintentional touch.

Zhong Wanwan looked at Bo Lengmo's expressionless face, and was secretly lost in her heart, what was she delusional.

Didn't you already know the end when you did that?

With good medicine, Bo Lengmo let go of Zhong Wanwan's hand, and her voice was low and heavy, "Her face is also injured." ”

Zhong Wanwan hurriedly waved her hand, "It's okay on your face, it's okay." ”

It's just two slaps, she has enough embarrassments today, she doesn't want more people to know about being slapped in the face by others, even if the other party is a person who may not have an intersection in the future.