The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan was a little uneasy about the doctor holding her hand.

But there was no other way, she really didn't want to have surgery on herself.

Fortunately, the doctor didn't seem to intend to touch her hand. Instead, he smiled and asked her to do a few movements.

It doesn't hurt at all.

She gradually calmed down and let him touch her hand.

But the innocent puppy didn't know that this was just a common technique used by the doctor.

After touching several unrelated places, the doctor smiled and suddenly pressed on one place.

"Ow!!"

Jiang Huanhuan wailed and almost took off again.

But the takeoff failed.

The reason for the failed takeoff was Song Jinmian, who had witnessed her tragic end.

Song Jinmian pressed her shoulders, forcibly pulled her into his arms, and grabbed her other hand.

He said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

Jiang Huanhuan stopped moving instantly.

The puppy heard the command and instinctively stopped moving.

Her obedience also made Song Jinmian feel relieved.

"Don't you want the other hand?" he asked.

In fact, the examination was not as painful as she imagined.

It was just that the previous pain caused her stress.

Confined by the fragrance of bamboo leaves, Jiang Huanhuan completed a series of inspections.

The doctor finally showed mercy and let go of my hand: "It's okay, there's no bone damage. It should be swollen for half a month. Apply a cold compress first, and then a hot compress after 24 hours."

He took out the medicinal oil from the medicine box he brought with him and handed it to Jiang Huanhuan.

"When you get home, you have to rub it on. Don't just apply it lightly."

Jiang Huanhuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay."

Now just nod and agree.

Who knows how to apply it when you get home?

At that time, just be a little lighter, and even lighter.

As long as her hand gets better, it doesn't matter how long it takes.

Jiang Huanhuan doesn't plan to use her hands these days.

For a moment, Song Jinmian saw relief and calculation in her eyes.

But it was only a brief moment.

When he looked closely, he only saw Jiang Huanhuan's red and swollen eyes, a look of grievance, and her long, tear-stained eyelashes fluttering gently...

Song Jinmian suddenly looked away.

"Rest well these few days and don't move around. I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some more painkillers."

The doctor stared at Song Jinmian with interest, as if he had discovered a new world, but there was always a hint of regret in his eyes.

Song Jinmian didn't say anything, just stared at his friend silently.

The doctor shuddered all over and immediately lowered his head and began to prepare medicine while mumbling.

It's too cowardly to ask.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't notice the interaction between the two.

After getting the medicine, I couldn't wait to go home.

This time Song Jinmian did not stop her and contacted his secretary to send her off.

The secretary was professional and was not surprised to see Jiang Huanhuan's hand swollen like a red bun. She just carefully used an ice pack to help Jiang Huanhuan fix it, and then arranged a car to take Jiang Huanhuan away.

The office finally quieted down.

Song Jinmian sighed visibly.

Immediately, he received an even hotter and more unrestrained gaze.

The doctor was also very friendly and took a sip of mineral water from the refrigerator.

He said, "I've never seen you so kind. I remember one time before, a woman fell into your arms. What did you do then? Why are you so proactive now?"

Song Jinmian said: "It's not a good thing to do, this is something my brother cares about, what will he do if he quarrels with me?"

The doctor did have some impression of Song Linxiao's fiancée.

After a brief thought, he slammed the table and said, "Wait, didn't he roll his eyes every time he mentioned his fiancée before? Is this how he cares?"

Song Jinmian: "The past is the past, and the present is the present."

Doctor: "Oh, it smells really good. Could you please tell me about your journey? It's just like the novel, so interesting."

"Does that sound good?" Song Jinmian suddenly asked.

Song Jinmian raised his eyes and looked at him. His pure black eyes reminded the doctor of a wild beast crawling in the grass.

"and many more……"

"It's too late. Your wife already knows that you spent too much money on games."

Before he finished speaking, the doctor's cell phone vibrated violently.

In this extremely quiet and depressing space, it was like a precursor to The Ring.

The doctor didn't want his brother to see him being henpecked, so he gritted his teeth and left the scene: "Just wait, I'll wait for the day when you beg me for mercy."

Song Jinmian didn't care. Instead, he smiled at him and continued to look at the documents with his head down.

However, Song Jinmian was reluctant to move the thin paper to the next page with just a few short lines of words.

His gaze lingered on one spot for a long, empty moment.

It was like looking at paper, but also like looking at something else... for example, a pair of amber eyes.

It's funny.

At first, Song Jinmian was a little afraid of Jiang Huanhuan crying.

But it's really funny to see her trying hard to hold back her tears.

The amazing thing is that Jiang Huanhuan really managed to fix herself.

Even though Cheng Quan's acting was foggy, no tears fell.

Pretty awesome.

At least he's not like Ah Xiao when he was a child, who couldn't control his tears at any time and would cry over the slightest thing.

Perhaps it would have been better to let Jiang Huanhuan cry directly.

...But whenever he thought of tears falling, Song Jinmian felt a little irritated.

It’s just that this kind of irritability is hard to explain.

Only when the secretary called to report did Song Jinmian suddenly pull himself out of his thoughts.

Time flies by.

After receiving more or less care and greetings from Bai Qing, the housekeeper, Jiang Qi, Mrs. Jiang, and a group of colleagues, Jiang Huanhuan waited anxiously until twelve o'clock.

System: [Ding! It seems the mission is completed. No punishment from the main system.]

Jiang Huanhuan immediately stood up: [Today's mission is completed!!!]

System: [That should be the case. I saw Song Jinmian frown several times.]

Jiang Huanhuan waved her hands happily, but after waving twice, she awkwardly retracted them, but she couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her lips.

The system was more worried than Jiang Huanhuan: [What should I do tomorrow? What should I do the day after tomorrow? I have to find a stable solution.]

System: [No, I need to find out why he hates it.]

Jiang Huanhuan was curious: [Can I see this? ]

System: [Of course, once or twice is fine.]

System: [Wait a moment.]

The system was silent for a while, and then it suddenly appeared.

System: [Beep, beep, beep, finally got the information. The main system is getting increasingly stuck...]

Jiang Huanhuan: [What is it?! ]

System: [Let me see. It should be when you were being dragged for inspection. The panel here shows that he really hates your eyes.]

Jiang Huanhuan asked directly: "Huh?"

Song Jinmian hates her eyes?

Ahh ...