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Chapter 42 Bandaging Fu Rong's Wound

Press hard on your wound.

Immediately, he couldn't help but let out a low cry of unbearable pain.

Song Ning and Yan Yan heard the sound and looked, Fu Rong's beautiful face was a little distorted, pale and weak.

Yan Yan closed his eyelids: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Song Ning's beautiful eyes fell on Fu Rong's wound.

The old look is like a scratch.

With a pale face, Fu Rong shook his head and refused, and forced a smile, "It's just that the medicine hurts, it's not serious."

As he said that, the cotton swab stained with medicine touched the wound, and there was a feeling of weakness and strength, which made people feel distressed.

Song Ning saw that Yan Yan didn't do anything else, so she took a step forward and said softly, "Do you need me to help you with the medicine?"

The location of the wound is somewhat difficult to apply medicine, and it is in the blind area of ​​sight.

Fu Rong saw that Yan Yan didn't make any gestures, but Song Ning reached out to her friendly.

Due to the fact that Yan Yan and Hou Chuyuan are still two big men, Fu Rong can't show off anymore.

Properly accepting other people's help, with a thank you smile, he gave the cotton swab to Song Ning.

Song Ning's technique is very light, with focused eyes, changing cotton swabs, removing and cutting gauze skillfully and quickly.

Fu Rong was a little surprised, this way of treating the wound and bandaging it was better than professional nurses.

On the other hand, Yan Yan looked at the girl's skillful movements, and his expressionless face gradually condensed, his brows were drawn together, and his black eyes were full of hostility.

Song Ning treated Fu Rong's wound, "Okay, be careful not to touch the water when taking a bath, this wound is medicated, if you touch the water again."

"It's easy to get inflamed and festered. Your skin is so good. It won't be good when the wound festers and leaves scars."

Fu Rong smiled: "Thank you."

Song Ning nodded politely and turned around, looking at Yan Yan with glistening eyes, "What's wrong?"

"When did you learn it?"

The girl was a little stunned by his question for a moment, but she quickly realized what he meant, "When I take practical lessons at school, I sometimes accidentally get injured, and I will learn it slowly."

Only then was Yan Yan satisfied, his face softened, and he stretched out his hand towards her, "Eat quickly, Ning Ling."

Song Ning nodded, and let him lead him obediently and cleverly. She liked this feeling very much, and it made her feel safe.

Yan Yan looked past the girl and landed on Fu Rong, "Let's eat."

Seeing the two people holding hands, their manners and words so intimate, Fu Rong's eyes darkened imperceptibly.

"Ah."

On the rectangular table, Yan Yan was sitting in the main seat, Song Ning was sitting on the right, Fu Rong was on the left, leaving Hou Chuyuan alone, not knowing whether to sit on the left or the right.

Yan Yan treats him like a friend, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates.

Both of them ate at the same table. Hou Chuyuan was embarrassed at first, but he got used to it later.

Song Ning patted the empty seat beside her, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Sit by my side."

"what…"

Hou Chuyuan scratched his ears, saw Yan Yan's eyes suddenly raised, and immediately sat on the stool beside Song Ning.

Song Ning sensed that the atmosphere was not right, took a bite of food, looked at Yan Yan, and then at Hou Chuyuan.

It was weird and funny.

Suddenly, there was an extra piece of meat in the bowl in front of him.

Yan Yan: "Eat more meat."

Song Ning's bowl was almost full of vegetarian dishes.

He ate the meat that the man gave him, and bent his eyes.

Hou Chuyuan instantly felt that he was a bit redundant.

No, it's him and Fu Rong.

(End of this chapter)