After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Mo Xiaoyu looked at the people coming and going in the hospital, his cheeks were slightly red, and he patted An Zhengye's arm: "You put me down, I can go by myself."

Her calf was injured, not her foot, so walking was no problem.

"Don't be brave." An Zhengye said in a deep voice.

Hugging Mo Xiaoyu tightly, he walked straight to the emergency room.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help looking up at him, and couldn't help but sigh that An Zhengye was so impeccably handsome, and from her tricky angle, it still didn't detract from his handsomeness.

An Zhengye was originally handsome and handsome, and he could be noticed at a glance when he was thrown in the crowd, not to mention that he was holding a petite woman in his arms at this time, and the two of them were still wearing dresses and formal clothes, which was unusual. Eye-catching, almost 100% turn heads.

Mo Xiaoyu was afraid that he would be popular on the Internet, so he had to bury his face in An Zhengye's arms and hide his face like an ostrich.

An Zhengye looked at the hair on Mo Xiaoyu's head and smiled, his eyes were as gentle as water.

When they arrived at the hospital, it was more than nine o'clock and soon ten o'clock. There were not many people queuing at the entrance of the emergency room, but they still had to wait in line.

After Xu Wei parked the car, he already had the experience from last time, so he went directly to the lobby to go through the formalities and took the number plate.

"Boss An, number plate."

"Yeah." An Zhengye glanced at the number on the card, and there were four people in front of him.

In fact, An Zhengye has shares in this hospital, so he can fully use the privileges, but he somehow doesn't want to do this, and chooses to wait in the waiting area, holding a big living person in his arms, as if nothing happened.

Mo Xiaoyu waited for a few seconds, then poked his head out to breathe: "How long is it? Haven't we arrived yet?"

Xu Wei immediately showed the number plate, and Mo Xiaoyu frowned: "There are three more people, please let me down first."

"Don't move around, be careful not to touch the wound." An Zhengye said seriously.

Mo Xiaoyu lifted her calf, no blood was left on it, and she didn't feel much pain anymore.

"You don't see any bleeding anymore, just pull out the glass and apply some medicine." Mo Xiaoyu said nonchalantly, as if she wasn't talking about her own leg.

An Zhengye frowned: "Go and ask."

The words were said while looking at Mo Xiaoyu, but Xu Wei immediately understood and went to the medical office to inquire.

After a while, Xu Wei came back with a young doctor.

The young doctor nodded to An Zhengye, "Come in with me." After speaking, he opened the door opposite the emergency room.

The two obviously knew each other, An Zhengye gave a faint "hmm" and walked in with Mo Xiaoyu in his arms.

The young doctor glanced at An Zhengye. There was a bloodstain on his face. Just as he was about to speak, An Zhengye's voice drew his attention back: "Her leg was injured."

"Sit down." The young doctor nodded, motioning for the two to sit down.

Mo Xiaoyu thought that An Zhengye would let go, but he just hugged her and sat on the chair.

Before Mo Xiaoyu could protest, the young doctor said, "You hold her, how can I check?"

"She..." An Zhengye just wanted to say that she only hurt her leg, but after thinking about it, it would be hard to say if there were other wounds, so he let go of Mo Xiaoyu and placed her on the chair.

Mo Xiaoyu regained his freedom and immediately stretched out his calf: "Doctor, my leg is injured, the rest is fine."

The young doctor glanced at it and was startled: "How did this happen? It's so bloody."

After looking at Mo Xiaoyu's calf, the young doctor methodically fetched the needed things: "Let me wash your wound first, it will hurt a little, don't move around."

After speaking, he began to wash the wound on Mo Xiaoyu's calf with alcohol.

The wound, which had been somewhat numb after being washed by the alcohol, instantly ached. Mo Xiaoyu gasped and let out a "hiss", and almost jumped up from the chair.

"Don't move."

When the young doctor spoke, An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu half in his arms: "Take it easy." His voice was full of displeasure.

"I'm already light enough." The young doctor complained in a low voice, but the movements of his hands were even lighter.

After finally cleaning the wound, the young doctor took the tweezers and began to pick out glass pieces from Mo Xiaoyu's wound.

Large pieces of glass are easy to pick, but some small glass shards are not easy to pick. Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but took another breath, and his body shook accordingly.

Mo Xiaoyu frowned subconsciously. She found that the sensitivity of this body was too high, and it hurt like this just from a small injury, unlike her original beating, which was nothing at all.

"Take it easy!" Seeing Mo Xiaoyu frowned, An Zhengye frowned too, with a cold tone.

"I know, I know." The young doctor found it difficult to do it for the first time, and he also wanted to clean the wound.

Xu Wei stood aside, looked away for a while and couldn't bear to look directly, Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to look any more, thinking of other things to divert his attention, An Zhengye frowned the whole time, his face The expression on the face is very serious.

The young doctor was stared at, and unconsciously sped up his movements, picked out all the glass shards, sprinkled them with medicinal powder, and wrapped them in gauze.

"The wound on the leg has been treated, is there any other injury?"

"Probably not anymore." Mo Xiaoyu shook his head, moved his hands and feet, but didn't feel any discomfort.

"What do you mean, is it convenient to take off your coat? Let me check it for you." The young doctor said dissatisfiedly, the current patients are really difficult to deal with.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu touched the tip of his nose, and obediently took off his suit jacket.

An Zhengye's eyes followed, and he saw Mo Xiaoyu's exposed back by surprise, his eyes were dazzled by the snow-white skin, and he immediately frowned, blocking his view before the young doctor came to check.

"She's not hurt."

"Oh, as long as there is no injury." The young doctor shrugged and went to inspect Mo Xiaoyu's hands and feet. After checking Mo Xiaoyu's hands and feet dutifully, he sat back on the chair: "No injury except the calf. I will go to the consulting room for two injections in a while."

Mo Xiaoyu nodded: "Then can I put my coat back on?"

"Okay." The young doctor waved his hand and began to write on the medical record with a pen: "Take a tetanus and anti-inflammatory shot, don't eat eggs, and soy sauce for a few days..."

While listening to the doctor's order, Mo Xiaoyu wanted to put his hand on his coat, but before his hand touched the suit, he put on a piece of clothing.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't even look at it, so he put it on and said, "Thank you."

After wearing it, I realized that the color was wrong. Xu Zhou's coat was light gray, but the one on his body was pure black.

"Eh?" Mo Xiaoyu turned his head wonderingly, and saw that An Zhengye was only wearing a white shirt, obviously this coat belonged to him.

"You..." Mo Xiaoyu just wanted to ask him why he changed her coat.

An Zhengye spoke first, and said in a natural tone, "That coat is dirty."

"Oh, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu nodded without doubt, and reached for Xu Zhou's coat.

An Zhengye grabbed his wrist halfway: "It's dirty, don't touch it."

"I have to send it to be washed." Mo Xiaoyu said as a matter of course: "This is Xu Zhou's coat, it's dirty, I have to wash it and send it back."

Xu Wei popped up suddenly, and picked up his coat directly: "I'll take care of it, leave it to me!"

"But..." Mo Xiaoyu stretched out his hand, and Xu Wei had jumped away. Holding his coat and the opened form, he walked quickly towards the door: "I'll pay the money first."

After speaking, he disappeared at the door in a flash.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel that Assistant Xu can run so fast in leather shoes, it's really healthy and strong.

Xu · Old and strong · 31 years old · Wei hugged his suit jacket, thinking in his heart, a man's jealousy.

As soon as Xu Wei left, An Zhengye looked at the young doctor: "Are there any other precautions?"

"Don't let the wound get wet, change the gauze in a few days..." The young doctor replied immediately.

An Zhengye listened meticulously, as if he was listening to some important meeting.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at his serious side face, feeling warm in his heart, and unconsciously stared at his side face, maybe her gaze was too obvious, An Zhengye turned his head slightly: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Mo Xiaoyu blushed, and happened to see the wound on An Zhengye's side face.

"Oh, I forgot about your injury. Doctor, take a quick look. Is his injury serious? Does it need to be bandaged?" Mo Xiaoyu took An Zhengye's hand and brought him in front of the young doctor.

An Zhengye didn't take this little injury seriously at all, but the nervous treatment of Mo Xiaoyu was very helpful, so he let her do the talking.

The young doctor took a look and curled his lips: "It's nothing serious."

He especially wanted to say that the wound would heal after a while, but seeing An Zhengye's dark and dangerous gaze, he changed his words and said, "But we still need to pay attention to handling, if it is not done properly, there will be scars."

"Then quickly treat his wound, do you want a tetanus?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with concern.

"No need, just apply some medicine." The young doctor thought to himself, there is no need to apply medicine, just put on a band-aid.

"Alright, then apply the medicine to him quickly." Mo Xiaoyu said hastily.

The young doctor nodded, dipped a cotton swab in some alcohol, and just about to touch An Zhengye's face, An Zhengye stepped back in resistance: "You don't need it."

"Who do you want to use? I'll find you a beautiful nurse to come in?" The young doctor teased.

Before An Zhengye could speak, Mo Xiaoyu reached out to take the cotton swab: "I'll do it."

Then he raised his hand and gently touched An Zhengye's face, looking at his wound with watery eyes, frowning: "It might hurt a little, don't move around."

"En." Just as he replied, An Zhengye suddenly felt a chill on his face, a soft little hand held his face, and there was a slight tingling pain from the wound.

An Zhengye looked down at Mo Xiaoyu's focused eyes, her eyes were clear and bright, An Zhengye even saw his reflection clearly in her eyes.

The movements of her hands were very gentle, and the cold alcohol rubbing on the wound still hurt a little, but An Zhengye's sense of pain seemed to have disappeared, and all senses were concentrated on the temperature from Mo Xiaoyu's palm, not only cold, but also My heart felt warm instead.