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The man was too close to her, so close that she couldn't think clearly.
Song Chujiu could only rely on instinct to avoid it.
But her waist was firmly restrained by his hands at some point, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together.
The scorching temperature came from the material of the clothes. I didn¡¯t know whether it was his or hers.
Song Chujiu could even clearly hear his own heartbeat beating like a drum.
Such an ambiguous atmosphere is obviously something they cannot have now.
He alreadyhas a girlfriend.
Thinking of this, Song Chujiu suddenly increased the strength on his hands and pushed the man in front of him away.
Seemingly caught off guard, Xiao Moqing's face turned pale.
His brows were frowned tightly, and his expression seemed a little painful.
Song Chujiu could even faintly see the cold sweat on his forehead.
She almost forgot that he was still injured.
Song Chujiu took a deep breath and remembered the business of coming here this time.
"I know you just came back from the banquet. How is your wound now?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyes fell on the man¡¯s shoulders.
Xiao Moqing was wearing a black suit with no obvious traces.
However, Song Chujiu smelled the smell of blood in the air.
Song Chujiu¡¯s expression changed, and he gently touched the man¡¯s injured shoulder.
The dampness in his hands made Song Chujiu's heart sink.
At the same time, she saw the red blood on her hands.
Song Chujiu looked at Xiao Moqing, "Your wound has cracked and needs to be bandaged again. If it is not treated in time, infection will easily occur. Do you want to call Jing Huan over?"
Xiao Moqing said indifferently: "No need."
Immediately, he swiped his fingerprints and entered the room.
Song Chujiu hesitated for a moment and then followed in.
In the room, the man had already taken off his suit jacket.
His shirt is still black, and from the outside, nothing can be seen.
Song Chujiu stood there for a while and took over the medical kit, bandages and some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs that Jing Huan had put aside.
Walking up to Xiao Moqing again, Song Chujiu said lightly: "Take off your clothes."
Xiao Moqing glanced at her and didn't move.
Song Chujiu frowned slightly, and when he was about to speak, the man finally moved.
The man slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one, his movements were elegant and somewhat pleasing to the eye.
Song Chujiu couldn't help but feel depressed. He really wanted to step forward and take off all his shirt.
It¡¯s already this time, how can you still be elegant?
¡°Hurry up and take off your clothes, re-bandage the wound and that¡¯s it!
After taking off the black shirt, Song Chujiu saw the bandage that had been completely dyed red by blood.
Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils swayed slightly as a suffocating pain hit him.
She calmed down her emotions and then cut off the bandage in silence.
Song Chujiu discovered that the innermost bandage was actually stuck to the flesh and blood.
Her hands trembled slightly, no matter how strong her mental quality was, it was still difficult to do it.
"It won't hurt." Xiao Moqing's voice came over calmly, as if he knew what she was thinking. "I have experienced countless injuries worse than this."
Song Chujiu no longer hesitated and began to concentrate on treating the man's wounds.
By the time the bandage was put on again, it was already half an hour later.
Song Chujiu¡¯s gaze inadvertently swept across the man¡¯s chest. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com