Stealing a cute baby, Lu Shao was too impatient to get in the car

"Don't move, you sprained your ankle."

Lu Jinyan's deep voice rang in her ears, and the warm breath sprayed on her sensitive ears, and she only felt that her ears were hot.

"Mom, let uncle hug you, there is a lot of blood on your feet." Yu Zixuan's childish voice was full of worry.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Suddenly there was a reminder cough from the door.

Lu Jinyan restrained Yu Xiaoyao who was struggling hard, and then carefully placed her back on the sofa.

"Tsk tsk, when did the third young master become so sympathetic?" The man in a white coat had an ambiguous expression, looking back and forth between Yu Xiaoyao and Lu Jinyan.

Yu Xiaoyao's face was burning hot.

"Stop talking nonsense," Lu Jinyan urged with a cold face, "She sprained her ankle and hurt her knee."

The man in a white coat, named Zhang Shaodong, was Lu Jinyan's childhood friend, who had just returned from studying medicine the year before last.

Yu Xiaoyao saw him squatting in front of her, gently supporting her foot with one hand, with a serious look on his face, he was completely different from just now, without the sloppy rascal.

Lu Jinyan watched Zhang Shaodong take the scissors and cut Yu Xiaoyao's pantyhose, and he couldn't help frowning deeply.

When Zhang Shaodong finished treating Yu Xiaoyao's knee wound, he held Yu Xiaoyao's snow-white sole with one hand, and touched her slender ankle with his fingers, Lu Jinyan felt even more uncomfortable.

Without even thinking about it, he pushed Zhang Shaodong away with one hand, and said in a cold voice, "Call your female assistant here, get out."

Yu Xiaoyao thought that Lu Jinyan disliked Zhang Shaodong's medical skills, so she quickly said, "Mr. Lu, no need, Dr. Zhang took care of it very well, and I don't feel so much pain in my ankle."

Who knows, the more Yu Xiaoyao talked, the darker Lu Jinyan's face became, and Yu Xiaoyao was too frightened to speak anymore.

Zhang Shaodong was on the side, he was holding back his laughter and he was about to hurt himself, he didn't know that Lu Jinyan was unhappy because he saw him rubbing Yu Xiaoyao's jade-white feet.

Zhang Shaodong said with a serious face: "My female assistant is on leave today, I'll let my male assistant come."

"Get lost!" Lu Jinyan's face turned black.

Zhang Shaodong couldn't bear it any longer, he let out a chuckle, put his shoulder on Lu Jinyan's shoulder and smiled and said, "All right, all right, San Shao, whatever you say, I'll just call the female assistant who asked for leave."

Yu Xiaoyao didn't know which song the two were singing, she held Yu Zixuan by one hand, and she couldn't see it.

Zhang Shaodong still had a patient, so he left first. After his female assistant helped Yu Xiaoyao treat the wound, Yu Xiaoyao was in trouble again. How should she thank Lu Jinyan?

Invite him to dinner?But she didn't want to have too much contact with Lu Jinyan.

Just when she was thinking wildly, she saw the bitch who tore up her invitation letter just now, Secretary Shan, carrying several large bags of clothes into the CEO's office.

It turned out that this bitch was Lu Jinyan's secretary, and Yu Xiaoyao looked at her coldly.

The moment Secretary Shan saw Yu Xiaoyao, his complexion changed. The women's clothing that the CEO asked her to buy just now was for this woman, right?
"Bad guy!" Yu Zixuan, who had been sitting quietly all this time, suddenly pointed at Secretary Shan angrily.

Lu Jinyan looked at Yu Zixuan and Secretary Shan suspiciously, and found that Yu Xiaoyao's expression was not right. He gently rubbed Yu Zixuan's hairy head and asked, "What's wrong?"

After rubbing Yu Zixuan's head, Lu Jinyan was a little surprised. He never liked children, but he didn't reject Yu Zixuan, and even had a faint feeling of kindness.

Yu Xiaoyao was about to answer for Yu Zixuan, but Secretary Shan was the first to speak: "President Lu, this is actually a misunderstanding, I..."

Thinking of Yu Xiaoyao's grievance that seemed to cry just now, Lu Jinyan was inexplicably angry, and his voice was bitingly cold: "Shut up."