Qiao Nian put her legs on the table, her calves were straight and the lines were smooth and symmetrical. She held the phone in her lazy hands, her fingers pressing the keyboard to reply to messages.
[QN: Wait for me for ten minutes.]
After replying to Ye Wangchuan's message, Qiao Nian did not waste any time. She put down her legs and raised her eyes to see the laptop computer placed there.
After a moment's hesitation, open it.
The laptop had not been turned off or used all night. She turned on the screen and the page was still on yesterday's Weibo homepage.
Qiao Nian refreshed the page, and 99+ reminders of mentions and 99+ reminders of comments popped up.
She half-closed her eyes, her black pupils were so beautiful. She didn't click on any of them, but just scrolled down to look at the Weibo post she forwarded.
Weibo is still there.
After a day and a night of heat fermentation.
It now shows that the number of reposts has exceeded 100,000, and the number of comments is more than double the number of reposts.
Qiao Nian scanned the hot search list and found that it was also very interesting, with many hot search topics about Jiang Li fighting.
More people are condemning Xue Ziang.
She closed her notebook, put the book down and walked towards the bathroom...
After not sleeping all night, Qiao Nian's nerves in the back of her head were tense and her temples were throbbing. She turned on the shower and set the water temperature to a very low level.
The warm cold water poured over her head, and she finally regained consciousness.
In less than ten minutes, she turned off the water from the shower head, picked up the bathrobe beside her and put it on. She didn't care that her wet hair stuck to her shoulders. She walked to the door and opened it.
There was indeed a man standing outside the door. Qiao Nian drooped his eyelashes, made way for him nonchalantly, and walked in.
"come in."
"..." Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she had just finished taking a shower, and suddenly saw a girl with her hair loose and wrapped in a bathrobe come out to open the door for him. He was stunned for a second, but he quickly came to his senses and closed the door when he entered.
When he came in, he saw a pile of paper balls scattered all over the floor, and a piece of 4A paper on the desk. A black water-based pen was pressed on the paper, and the pen cap was not closed...
He raised his eyebrows and leaned against the desk, his posture straight and slender, his eyes deep and noble: "You didn't sleep last night?"
"Roughly the same."
Qiao Nian ignored him and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. He unscrewed the lid and took a sip. Then he came back and put the bottle of water on the table. He raised his cold chin slightly and said to him, "I have written Master Cheng's prescription and put it there. You can give it to Bo Jingxing when the time comes."
Even though she didn't say anything, Ye Wangchuan also saw the contents on paper 4A.
Qiao Nian's handwriting was sloppy and wild, but it was written very carefully. In addition to the dosage of medicinal materials, he also wrote the dosage adjustments for each stage.
It can be seen that she took every aspect of Master Cheng into consideration when writing the prescription.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the towel she had thrown on the chair, and suddenly said, "Come here, I'll help you wipe your hair."
Qiao Nian had just put down the water. Hearing this, he looked at him in surprise, paused, and subconsciously refused: "No, I can do it myself..."
Before she finished speaking, the man forcefully pushed her to sit on the sofa, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "It's hard for you to do it, let me do it."
As he spoke, he ran his fingers through the ends of her hair and wiped the water droplets off Qiao Nian's hair with seemingly great skill.
Qiao Nian: “…”
His movements were very gentle, without any inappropriate actions. He even helped her tidy up the loose hair as he ran his fingers through the ends of her hair. Qiao Nian's back was straightened at first, and she was somewhat resistant to this action, but she soon relaxed, half-closed her eyes, and felt a little sleepy.
(End of this chapter)