Wen Xun locked the door of the guest room when he entered the guest room.

Although she knew that Lu Jinyan would not come in, this superfluous move could make her feel at ease.

It was only when she heard the slight sound of the lock that she was nervous that her tense heart relaxed.

She collapsed against the door, the pain in her ankle made it impossible for her to move a single step from the feeling of powerlessness after the start, and she stood for a while before sliding down the door.

When she raised her eyes, a light in the distance was facing her direction.

That's South Park.

……

South Park.

On the day of the wound on his shoulder, Wen Xun sutured it and applied him a layer of anti-inflammatory ointment, and then wrapped two layers of bandages. At that time, she explained that Tianming was going to the hospital to deal with it properly, but he didn't go, and now he doesn't want to go.

When he came back from Lu's, he took a shower, then simply ripped off the gauze, wiped the wound a little and went with it.

Sitting at the bar with a drink, he was about to go to sleep, but his eyes stopped when he caught the light on the other side.

The glass was empty, he didn't renew it, only slowly turned the empty glass with his slender fingers.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly something rubbed against his leg.

Lu Fei lowered his head, only to see the big stupid wagging his tail at him with something in his mouth.

Looking at it, a smile suddenly appeared on Lu Yuan's cold face.

He bent down and pinched the big stupid with his hand.

Big Ben jumped up, climbed onto the bar, and stretched out his grip in front of his eyes.

Lu Fei scratched the smooth hair of the big stupid and smiled lowly.

"Lao Tzu has no habit of voyeurism."

He casually pulled down the telescope that Big Dumb had brought and put it in front of his eyes.

The big stupid glanced at his master and grinned.

With more layers of lenses, the opposite side is suddenly clear.

Sure enough, it was her.

She was sitting on the ground.

With his hands on his knees, his head buried between his legs, he sat there, motionless like a sculpture.

On the side of the lens, the man's eyes were as dark as the night outside.

……

Wen Xun didn't feel sleepy, so he sat by the door for half the night.

It wasn't until morning, looking at the morning sun outside the window, that she lifted her numb arm and flipped out the phone in her bag.

Half past six.

There are also a few mobile phones lying in the phone that I didn't have time to look at yesterday.

Some colleagues asked about work matters, some said hello to Yang Xi, and one was a college classmate.

This person's name is Ji Yanli. She was a senior in medicine. is also Chinese, Ji Yanli took good care of her when she was in school, so they knew each other very well.

Ji Yanli is now working as an external expert in Yuncheng Hospital, and is a well-known young talent in the medical field.

He didn't have anything else to do with her, he just asked her to have dinner and get together.

After thinking about it, Wen Xun dialed the phone back.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry to disturb you."

She smiled and apologized, and after getting a reply, she said:

"I'd like to ask you to do me a favor."

After making the call, Wen Xuncai slowly stood up with his hands on the door, and moved to the side of the bed with his feet on his feet.

After sitting for a while, she went back to her bedroom.

When he entered the door, Lu Jinyan was sorting out his tie, and when he saw Wen Xun, he drove the wheelchair around.

"I called Lin Shen and told him that you had a sprained foot and wanted to rest for a day."

Wen Xun was stunned for a moment, nodded, and did not refuse his kindness.

"Okay."

She tiptoed to the bathroom, came out of the shower and went to the cloakroom to take out the medicine box.

"I'll come."

Lu Jinyan waited at the door of the cloakroom, and stretched out his hand when he saw her come out.

Wen Xun hesitated, but still handed over the medicine box.

Sitting on the couch, she pointed to the medicine box:

"There's a dark brown bottle on the right side of the upper floor, it's a medicated oil for bruises."

"Okay."

Lu Jinyan glanced at Wen Xun and smiled.

He took out the brown medicine bottle and placed the medicine box on the coffee table.

Pour out the yellowish medicinal oil, and gently rub it in the palm of your hand while looking at Wen Xun.

Wen Xun raised his right foot slightly, and Lu Jinyan felt that his palm was warm, so he reached out and grabbed the ankle that was as white as jade.

Wen Xun is a talented woman and a beauty, even this ankle is delicate and small, and Yingying's grip makes people feel infinitely pitied.

Lu Jinyan rubbed it very carefully, and rubbed it and massaged it considerately for a while.

Under his delicate gestures, the medicinal oil quickly produced a burning sensation, and it felt almost over, and Wen Xun wanted to withdraw his legs.

No, she had just stepped back when the hands holding her ankles suddenly increased in force.

He hugged her feet, palms like soldering irons.

"Ah Xun ......"