Young Master Li's Flash Marriage Wife

Zhao Zhihuan frowned slightly, as if he didn't dare to say the guess in his heart.

After a pause, he asked a question.

"You're not taking me to the hospital, are you?"

"I can't afford to lose this guy."

Xinran glanced at the rearview mirror, seemingly deliberately not looking at the expression of the person next to her.

Zhao Zhihuan stared at her for two seconds, his eyes trembling.

Clearly aware of something, suddenly excited.

"Then go to hell now..."

"Ah! Don't make any noise!"

Xinran also suddenly became irritable and drank him back.

He curled his lips and added a little reluctantly.

"Don't you have to be responsible? My emergency medicines are relatively complete."

When Zhao Zhihuan heard these words, he calmed down within minutes.

"it is good."

He sat back down, and for such a big man, he could tell that his sitting posture was a bit well-behaved.

"..."

Xinran glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, roaring in her heart.

Ahhhh! What a shame!

Her slightly red ears revealed her inner thoughts.

Halfway through the car, she was struggling.

If she sent this person back, no matter which way he went, she would be a little scared.

It seems like something happens every time, although that doesn't mean something can't happen...

Xinran couldn't figure out the clues herself, so she simply took the person back.

She was also serious about taking responsibility for the wound.

As a result, Zhao Zhihuan started.

After entering the marking mode, he looks like a happy guard dog.

After getting off the car, he walked next to Xinran into the elevator, and then walked to the door next to him.

When Xinran opened the door with the key, he stared at the key longingly.

Even if I didn't say it, I would give him a handful.

It wasn't until she entered the house that Xinran couldn't bear it anymore.

"You, sit down for me!"

She pointed towards the sofa with her hands on her hips, feeling hairy all over her body.

Zhao Zhihuan slowly opened his grin and went over to sit down without saying a word.

The small-sized fabric sofa looked like a single sofa for him to sit on alone.

Xinran never felt that her little nest was not enough space, but after Zhao Zhihuan came in, she began to feel crowded.

It seems that there is no room for action and there is no buffer zone at all.

But after all, it was her own territory, so she bit the bullet and went to get the medical kit first.

Zhao Zhihuan looked around the living room for a while, and his eyes quickly fell on Xinran.

This nest is exquisite and compact, and it matches the other person's feeling very well.

Very personal style, completely private.

Xinran's private space allowed him to enter.

After several calculations, Zhao Zhihuan came to a conclusion that made him ready to make a move.

He still has a chance, and this chance is great!

"Hand out."

After grabbing the disinfectant and bandages, Xinran came over.

She pulled up a small stool and sat on the opposite side.

Zhao Zhihuan pulled his sleeve before handing it out.

Xinran frowned when she saw the wound that was only partially scabbed.

Blood stains turned into dark red and hung on the jagged edges.

Just looking at it hurts.

"...does it hurt?"

Xinran held his hand carefully, not knowing how to disinfect it.

She was anxious at the time and didn't expect the bite to be so serious.

"Should I say it hurts?"

But Zhao Zhihuan asked back and looked at her funny.

It's like looking at the face in front of you without feeling any pain.

Xinran rolled her eyes at him and went to get the cotton swab.

The hand holding his tiger's mouth slightly changed its fixed position and gave him a reminder before cleaning.

"I touched it."

"hiss!"

The person who was completely indifferent just now immediately took a breath of cold air.

Xinran stopped moving her hands immediately and looked at him with concern.

"Does it hurt?"

There was no longer any confrontation in his eyes, nor was there any awkwardness about forcing himself.

Full of undisguised worries.

Zhao Zhihuan looked at Xinran, his eyes suddenly darkened.

The distance of less than thirty centimeters felt too far at this time.

Are those wounds on his hands?

No, it's a medal of honor.

His heart was moved, and he couldn't control himself.

Leaning forward, he wanted to kiss the cute girl in front of him again.

But before he kissed Fangze, severe pain suddenly came from his hand.

This time it was real pain, and Zhao Zhihuan broke into a cold sweat.

"Huh... what kind of disinfectant are you talking about?"

Forced to stop, Zhao Zhihuan lowered his head to look at his hands.

Xinran's eyes widened, her pupils shaking.

She just had a conditioned reflex and poked the cotton ball down.

"what!"

After reacting, her whole face turned red.

He lowered his head and changed a cotton ball in a panic.

"Be patient, a grown man has the nerve to cry out in pain."

Wanting to regain some ground, Xinran teased her.

Zhao Zhihuan was a little helpless and said quietly.

"I don't even look at who bit me. The muscles are not developed yet and you bit off a piece of meat."

"Who told you to do that!"

Xinran's words were harsh, but her disinfecting actions were very gentle.

Although he is a poor student, his basic operations are very solid.

After disinfecting, she gave Zhao Zhihuan some medicine and then carefully wrapped it with a bandage.

"It's a bit deep. You can take a tetanus shot tomorrow."

"You still want an injection?"

When Zhao Zhihuan heard this "doctor's order", his facial muscles twitched unnaturally.

Xinran looked at him suspiciously while cleaning up.

"Why, such an adult is still afraid of injections?"

"...It's just a little troublesome, no need to fight, right?"

Zhao Zhihuan turned away and pretended to look at his tied hands.

Xinran's nose is very sensitive, and she can smell something unusual right away.

"Are you really afraid of injections?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had caught a sore spot on the other side.

"..."

Zhao Zhihuan leaned back slightly and refused to admit it.

"Who would be afraid?"

"Then you come to me directly at the hospital tomorrow and I will give you a shot."

She put the medicine box aside, clapped her hands and stood up.

Zhao Zhihuan's face turned green, and he looked at her with a life-or-death expression.

"...really want to fight?"

"if not."

Xinran smiled, feeling very happy.

She was struggling this day, so she had to let the other party struggle.

Zhao Zhihuan frowned, as if he was thinking about a very heavy question.

But the next second, he asked with an unclear tone.

"Is it really you who beat me?"

Xinran was a little confused and blinked.

Just kidding, of course it wouldn't be her.

But she deliberately wanted to scare the other party, so she nodded solemnly.

"Well, of course, you can choose someone else."

"It's okay if it's you. Anyway, you've seen my fart..."

"Ahhh! Shut up!"

If they don't agree with each other, another word of tiger or wolf will pop up.

Xinran was so excited that she jumped forward and was about to cover Zhao Zhihuan's big mouth.

But Zhao Zhihuan didn't hide at all this time and hugged her waist.

He lifted her up and sat Xinran on his lap.

Raising his eyes, he was just eye level with the other person.

"What's the point? Or is there any reward for telling me to shut up?"

He looked at Xinran and kissed her fingers gently.

It was as if the tiger's body was shaken, and Xinran immediately stopped.

This posture was so strange, she held Zhao Zhihuan's shoulders and thought about it.

"Come on, I've already treated you, go back to your home!"

She was a little annoyed, it seemed like she was always being led away by the other party.

But he moved, but failed to touch the ground.