Quick Wear: The yandere boss always wants to monopolize me

Bo Zimo naturally didn't think that Su Yunyan would be stupid enough to really listen to him and send him medical disinfectant wet wipes, although he thought this gift was really good.

But Su Yunyan didn't know yet that the uncle's son she mentioned was him, so she probably wouldn't really send him medical disinfectant wet wipes.

Somehow, Bo Zimo was actually looking forward to Su Yunyan's reaction when she found out that the uncle's son she mentioned was him.

Of course, he wouldn't deny that he was actually looking forward to the gift she was about to give him.

This was the first time he had a little expectation for another person. Could it be because she was the daughter of his parents' friend?

Bo Zimo lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow in his eye sockets, covering the emotions in his eyes.

After a few seconds, Bo Zimo said,"There's nothing wrong with your body. If you want to be discharged, go and complete the discharge procedures."

He glanced at the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. He had an operation at half past two, so he had to prepare as soon as possible.

Bo Zimo was about to leave, but Su Yunyan suddenly held his hand.���

He frowned and looked at her,"Is there anything else?"

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Yunyan quickly let go of her hand, with a chuckle, and asked in a soft voice:"Doctor Bo, do you have any medical disinfectant wet wipes? Can you give me one?"

Bo Zimo didn't ask her what she wanted the wet wipes for. It happened that he was touched by her just now, and he also urgently needed to wipe it with a disinfectant wet wipe.

Each of the medical disinfectant wet wipes he used was individually wrapped. He took out one and handed it to Su Yunyan, then tore off one himself and wiped the place that Su Yunyan had just touched.

The white wrist was rubbed red a little bit, which was enough to show how much strength Bo Zimo used.

This cleanliness is really serious. Su Yunyan thought to herself.

After a while, Bo Zimo threw down the wet wipes and turned away.

Su Yunyan looked at his back, playing with the wet wipes in her hand, with a faint smile on her delicate face.

Time passed in a flash, and it was six o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

Bo Zimo had just finished an operation. He washed his hands over and over again in the bathroom until the back of his hands turned red. He stopped.

It was getting late, and it was time to go home.

Bo Zimo changed his clothes and drove towards home.

He lived not far from the hospital, and it took only ten minutes to drive there.

This was a high-end residential area with strong security measures. The people living there were either rich or noble. Bo Zimo chose this place because it was close to his workplace and the greenery in this residential area was very good. The cleanliness barely met his standards.

After driving the car downstairs, Bo Zimo looked up and saw a piece of black that looked so lonely.

These people who were either rich or noble naturally could not stay at home every day. Most of them flew around the world. The house here was just a house, a temporary residence.

Bo Zimo had long been accustomed to such darkness. He locked the car and walked towards the elevator.

The number 11 seemed to indicate a certain loneliness. As the number of elevators jumped, the sound of the elevator rising was clearly visible in this space.

Bo Zimo closed his eyes, chasing the bone-deep loneliness in the darkness.

With a"beep", the elevator door slowly opened, and he opened his eyes.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly trembled.