Gold Medal Sweetheart

Chapter 115: A Special Liking for Nurses

Wei Qing pondered in silence. Although a trace of disappointment flashed across his face for a moment, Lin Lin still felt it. She hesitated for a moment, worried that she had said something wrong.

Wei Qing noticed her uneasy expression and immediately straightened himself out. He asked half-jokingly, "What about me? Am I very familiar with you guys?"

These two words, "you", can avoid all other people's fantasies and hide all your own emotions.

Lin Lin smiled brightly at Wei Qing, "Since you've come to support us, of course we're pretty familiar with each other."

These words finally relieved Wei Qing's frustration from the night, even though he knew Lin Lin was just trying to please him.

The car arrived at its destination quickly.

Lin Lin got off the car reluctantly. Although she encountered the urban management tonight, it was worth it to have this moment of solitude.

Wei Qing handed the storage box to Lin Lin and said politely, "Can you go up there by yourself?"

Lin Lin took the box, raised her head shyly, and asked, "Will we see each other again soon?"

The girl's shy look made Wei Qing stunned for a moment, and then he gave a decent answer: "Of course, we are friends. If you and Tang Xin need me, I will do my best to help you."

Jin Taize's car stopped halfway.

Tang Xin looked around outside the car and found a pharmacy on the side of the road.

She belatedly stopped the man who was about to get off the car and said, "No need to buy medicine, I have it at home."

Jin Taize turned back to look at her, his voice flat and without a single inflection, "I'm going to buy some stomach medicine." Then the car door slammed shut, isolating her and her embarrassment inside. He remembered that he had mentioned a stomach ailment shortly after they met, but hadn't he recovered yet?

I feel a little embarrassed about my self-indulgence.

His gaze was fixed on his figure. The man had broad shoulders and a straight back, his legs slender as he stepped forward. Even when he walked, he exuded a mature and masculine aura, and the thick hormones burned the air in the car. He seemed to be burned too, and Tang looked away in panic.

A few minutes later, the car door opened.

Jin Taize returned with a small bag filled with many medicine bottles of varying sizes.

The man got into the car, and the interior lights came on, revealing his exquisite face even more clearly. Tang Xin watched his actions in silence.

Until she saw him take out a small bottle from the bag and unscrew it, Jin Taize reached out to her and said, "Give it to me."

Tang Xin was stunned for a moment, met his persistent and calm eyes, and slowly spread out her palms in front of him.

Jin Taize opened a box of cotton swabs, took out one, and put it into the small bottle. When it came out, the cotton swab turned brown.

It's iodine.

He held Tang Xin's palm with one hand, and the girl's hand fell into his hard wrapping. With the other hand, he slowly applied iodine to the wound, his movements so gentle as if he was treating some rare treasure.

It hurts a little when iodine comes into contact with the wound, but it is definitely much better than alcohol.

Jin Taize took out another Band-Aid from the bag, tore off the tape, and compared it with the wound to find the most accurate position.

The man was like a researcher working on a precision instrument, his lowered eyes fixed on the small space between her palms, as if she could wrap her entire body around him tightly just by closing her palms.

Tang Xin found the man's focused look particularly funny. The wound hurt, but disinfecting it and applying a Band-Aid were both first aid measures that seemed a bit exaggerated.

I remember when they first met, she accidentally slipped and he bought her a pain-relieving spray.

It seems that President Jin has a special liking for the profession of caregiver.

Tang Xin tried her best to suppress the urge to laugh and turned her eyes away, glancing at the bag he brought out from the pharmacy. There was a medicine box in it, probably stomach medicine.

"All right."

"Didn't you say you were just going to buy stomach medicine?" Tang Xin asked the question that was unclear in her mind.

Reminded by her, Jin Taize glanced at the bag and then looked out the window. "It's a drugstore promotion, and it's free if you place a large order."

I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, a line flashed on the electronic screen outside the pharmacy: "Spend over 50 yuan and get a box of Band-Aids for free."