David knew that it was best to leave it at that, so he didn't bother to continue the conversation and said calmly, "Let's hang up."
Qiao Nian hung up the phone.
She casually placed her cell phone on the sofa next to her, then stood up and walked over, stood in front of the man, and pointed to the sofa in front of her.
"You sit there."
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Although Ye Wangchuan didn't know why she asked him to sit over there, he still walked over and sat down honestly.
Qiao Nian followed him, bent down, lifted up his shirt, and was about to get close to him.
As the girls approached.
Ye Wangchuan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he quickly grabbed her rebellious hand, his voice hoarse: "What are you doing?"
Qiao Nian raised his face impatiently: "See a doctor!"
Seeing that Ye Wangchuan's hands were clenched tightly, he seemed to be trying hard to suppress his emotions.
Qiao Nian raised his chin slightly to remind him: "Let go, I'll help you check the bone healing."
Ye Wangchuan took a deep breath, breathed evenly, calmed his expression, then slowly let go of her hand.
Qiao Nian ignored the way he was looking at her, and dutifully lifted up his shirt and checked from his waist up...
She was examining him purely as a doctor, without any ulterior motives, so she would tap and knead the injured part with her hands from time to time.
And in order to hear clearly the condition of the bones.
Qiao Nian was still leaning close to his waist and abdomen, listening carefully with his ears tilted.
Then he stood up, looked up and asked him: "Did you apply the medicine properly?"
Ye Wangchuan pulled down his shirt hem to cover his waist and abdomen, and said calmly: "There are many things to do during the day, and sometimes I forget once or twice."
Qiao Nian's brows were tightly knitted together, her dark eyes were cold and dry, she wanted to reach out to pull the cap, but found that she was not wearing it. She put her hand down, not wanting to argue with him, and said with the corners of her lips down: "Starting tomorrow, I will help you apply the medicine, and I will set the alarm clock to watch you."
A smile appeared on Ye Wangchuan's lips: "Aren't you going to F Continent?"
Qiao Nian didn't even think about it: "Ah, come with me."
Ye Wangchuan's eyes flickered, and he raised the corners of his mouth: "It's not me who wants to go this time, it's you who took the initiative to invite me to go."
Qiao Nian glanced at him and felt something was wrong, but she didn't think about it too deeply for a while. She put one hand in her pocket and hummed.
Ye Wangchuan suddenly felt happy, put on his clothes, stood up and walked to the kitchen: "I'll make you a cup of hot milk, drink it before you go to bed."
Qiao Nian looked at his figure, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she realized belatedly that Ye Wangchuan seemed to be waiting for her to take the initiative to go to F Island together.
She crossed her legs slightly, with her hands on her legs, and the hem of her top was short, revealing a slender waist. Qiao Nian didn't notice it either, and just sat there thinking about when to leave, and then thought about where Nie Qingru would go first after arriving in Continent F.
Then her mind flashed back to the person she met at the concert tonight.
Qiao Nian tapped his knuckles, his eyes like an overturned inkstone, deep in thought.
**
at the same time.
Zhang Yang sent Nie Mi home.
After saying goodbye to Nie Mi at the door, he returned to the car.
The driver asked him hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang, are you going home next?"
Zhang Yang leaned back in the back seat, feeling extremely tired. He pressed his swollen temples and relaxed for a few minutes.
He opened his eyes again, looked out the window at the dense night, thought for a moment and said, "Turn around and go to Ji."
[Ji] is a famous club in Beijing where all kinds of second-generation people gather and have fun, with a nightly turnover of eight figures or more.
(End of this chapter)