The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

At least tell him what to do, because I want to play a cold war with him by not saying it!

He can't allow it!

Beichen Yuqing continued to care and take care of her, but she just didn't say a word. His attitude became a little bit stiffer, and he said a few harsh words to her, but he still ignored him.

He stood up and walked around the room, her silence drove him crazy, he didn't know what to do with her.

Suddenly he stopped, stared at her deeply, turned and went into the bathroom.

Close the door vigorously with a 'bang'.

After Xiao Chuchu heard the movement, she opened her eyes, held back the pain in her heart, and took a lot of effort to lift her upper body slightly, and looked in the direction of the bathroom. While looking, she heard another loud noise.

It sounded like glass breaking.

Her heart trembled in fright.

However, there was no sound inside after that, she took off the oxygen tube with a complicated expression, gritted her teeth and sat up, pulled out the hanging water on the back of her hand, got out of bed and walked over to have a look.

Unfortunately, just as he walked to the door of the bathroom, Beichen Yuqing pushed the door open and came out.

Xiao Chuchu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to run back, but she was injured, and her head was sweating when she walked over, let alone run back.

She settled down and stood still.

Beichen Yuqing pushed open the door and saw her at the door. At the same time, she froze for a moment, then immediately frowned.

He shouted sharply, "Why get out of bed! You can't move around now!"

Xiao Chuchu lowered her eyes, she didn't know where she felt guilty, and said very confidently, "Go to the bathroom."

"..."

She walked forward and saw him blocking the way, "Get out of the way."

Beichen Yuqing pursed her lips, "I'll help you in."

Xiao Chuchu wanted to push him away, but when his warm hand touched her, he forgot.

One of his hands rested on her back, keeping her from twisting her upper body as much as possible.

After entering the bathroom, I saw that the mirror was shattered all over the floor, and I couldn't walk through it at all.

It turned out that it was the sound of the mirror breaking just now.

At this time, she saw bright red blood on one or two fragments on the ground, and her eyes fell on his hand.

There was a lot of skin on his metacarpal bones.

Beichen Yuqing seemed to notice that she was looking at his hand, and deliberately took it away, with a hoarse voice, "Wait for me a moment."

He turned around and went out, and came in about ten seconds later, holding a broom in his hand.

Without further ado, he bent down and swept away the debris in front of her.

Seeing him condescending to sweep the road ahead for her, Xiao Chuchu was moved.

She has feelings for him, which is a fact she has to admit, but in the face of reason, these are nothing, and she can't act emotionally.

Xiao Chuchu walked to the toilet and said lightly, "You go out."

"It's inconvenient for you to be alone, I'll stay and help you."

After all, before she refuses, start helping her.

Xiao Chuchu felt a little awkward, but she really couldn't move around, so she had to let him help.

Beichen Yuqing carefully helped her sit on the toilet, helped her get up, wiped, washed her hands, and then helped her back to lie on the bed.

While twisting the quilt for her, he said, "Call me if you need to go to the toilet in the future."

She didn't respond.

Just now I called the inside line, the nurse came in now, checked the wound for her, and helped her put on the medicine.

It's just that she refused, saying that she didn't want to hang water.

Beichen Yuqing couldn't resist her resolute attitude, so she had to let the nurse go out first.

"You go out too." Xiao Chuchu said.

"I want to take care of you."

"unnecessary."

"I have to take care of you."

"..." Xiao Chuchu sneered, "I don't need someone who doesn't trust me to take care of me. He doesn't trust me, and likewise, I don't trust him either."

Beichen Yuqing's eyes were serious, "I don't distrust you."

"Yes, you said that there is no distrust without distrust."