The servant happened to be walking over with a medicine box in his arms. When he heard these ferocious words, he was so frightened that his hands shook and the medicine box fell to the ground.
Shi Xi and Yu Guanyue looked over when they heard the voice.
"I'm sorry." The servant hurried to pick up the medicine box, not daring to look at them. But he was still worried and asked in a panic, "Is Mr. Yu injured? Do you need to call a doctor?"
"No need." Yu Guanyue took the medical kit and said, "We'll take care of it."
As he spoke, he stood up, holding the medical box in one hand and holding Shi Xi's wrist with the other: "Let's go upstairs to deal with it."
Shi Xi pursed her lips, but didn't say anything in the end. She just took the medicine box from his hand.
This time, Yu Guanyue let go of his hand obediently.
The two came to Yu Guanyue's room. He sat down on a stool and said, "It's a little scratched, but it's not a big deal..."
Before he could finish his words, Shi Xi had already placed the medicine box on the table and was impatiently preparing to reach out and pull down his pants.
Yu Guanyue hurriedly lifted up his left trouser leg: "It's just this little wound..."
Shi Xi paused.
There was a palm-sized abrasion on the side of Yu Guanyue's calf, but fortunately it was not very serious and did not hurt his bones.
However, it was not a light injury either. The wound was still oozing blood. His skin was already white, so the bloody patch was particularly glaring.
Even after all this, he still insisted on hugging her. He must be mentally ill!
Shi Xi was so angry that he gritted his teeth and sprayed disinfectant alcohol on his wound.
Even Yu Guanyue hissed in pain, his muscles tensed, and he subconsciously wanted to shrink back.
Shi Xi couldn't bear it and looked up at him.
Although he was gritting his teeth in pain, his eyes were full of smiles as he looked at her tenderly. He didn't seem annoyed at all and seemed quite happy.
Shi Xi's heart skipped a beat. The anger in her heart came inexplicably and disappeared without a trace. She quickly lowered her head again.
First clean Yu Guanyue's wound, then apply medicine.
She was still wearing her work suit, and the skirt was not convenient, so she simply half-knelt on the carpet. She didn't notice the blood stains on her white shirt cuffs, and focused on the wound on his leg. Her movements were very gentle, but she couldn't help but blow gently with her lips pursed every time she applied the medicine.
Maybe because she was in such a hurry to get to the hospital, a small strand of hair fell down from Shi Xi's forehead, fluttering gently in the wind. Yu Guanyue couldn't help but raise his hand, grab the strand of hair, and tuck it behind her ear.
His fingertips accidentally rubbed her earlobe, which felt a little hot - he didn't know if it was his fingers that were hot or her ear.
Shi Xi raised her head again, her clear eyes still showing the heartache that she had not had time to hide, and she looked straight at him.
Yu Guanyue couldn't help but bend down.
"Xiao Yue." Tang Manjun's voice suddenly appeared, "I heard that you... Xixi is here too?"
Shi Xi was kneeling on the ground, completely blocked by the bed. She came in from outside and didn't see anything.
He was stopped at the door, unable to move forward or backward.
"Mom!" Shi Xi quickly got up from the ground, "You're here?"
Did she misunderstand something
Tang Manjun looked at the two of them, trying to break the awkwardness: "I think I came at the wrong time?"
It seems even more embarrassing.