Chapter 3989： Miss Nian is actually a little angry

Chapter 3989 Sister Nian is actually a little angry

Yu Yan is still saying: "...and your injured hand, don't use force for the time being. It will take at least two or three months of rest before you can lift heavy objects after a hundred days of injury."

Ye Wangchuan's voice was hoarse: "Okay."

"Yeah. Just remember to follow the doctor's orders." Yu Yan put away the small notebook in his hand, and was ready to tilt his head in satisfaction to arrange for the nurse to prepare the gauze and dressing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the person who came in.

He waved at the girl and said, "You came just in time."

Qiao Nian walked over.

Yu Yan pouted and said: "Hey, I'm going to change his medicine. Since you're here, I'll leave this task to you!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Qiao Nian where the gauze and alcohol were, and called the nurse beside him: "You and I go out first."

"Okay, Doctor Yu."

The nurse waited for half an hour thinking that she could change the dressing on the man on the hospital bed, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin came out on the way, she reluctantly looked at the handsome man on the bed, and followed Yu Yan every step of the way...

Qiao Nian noticed the last lost look in the nurse's eyes, walked over, dragged a chair to the side of the bed, and went back to the corner to get the medicine box.

She approached the hospital bed, put the medicine box on the chair, opened the box, and fiddled with her fingers to check whether the items inside were complete.

Then he took out all the necessary things such as scissors, gauze, and anti-inflammatory drugs and put them outside, then leaned over to the man on the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand to take off his clothes: "I'll help you change the dressing."

Ye Fanchuan felt her breath spraying on his neck, plucking at his heartstrings, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick to grab the girl's hand who was going to unbutton him, his voice was more than twice hoarse than before: "I will do it myself."

"Okay." Qiao Nian immediately stepped aside and let him do it by himself.

Ye Wangchuan was wearing a hospital gown, and the light blue striped cotton clothes gave him an extravagant air, making him look like a luxury brand.

Qiao Nian stood aside, squinting to see his slender fingers unbuttoning the collar one by one, exposing the thin collarbone from the neck down.

But these were not the focus of her eyes, Qiao Nian only saw the shocking gauze wrapped around his right shoulder the whole time.

She stared slightly, breathed a little and walked over to help, but the moment she lowered her head revealed her current mood: "You haven't woken up for three days."

Ye Wangchuan's heart lake seemed to be thrown into ripples by a stone, his eyes softened, his beautiful thin lips curled up, and he was still in the mood to joke: "Really? Maybe it's because I haven't slept well for a long time, and I fell asleep accidentally. It's too much...it makes you worry, Nian Nian."

Qiao Nian exerted force on his hand, but his face remained expressionless: "You're not called God Qiao anymore?"

"Hiss." Ye Wangchuan took a deep breath, the smile on his lips never let go, and his narrow eyes stared deeply at the person who helped him change the medicine: "God Qiao."

Qiao Nian squinted at him, pursed her lips, speeded up her hands and moved a lot more lightly: "I'm going to take the medicine, hold on."

She took the anti-inflammatory medicine on the side, unscrewed the cap, raised her neck again and whispered to comfort the man on the hospital bed: "It will hurt a little."

"You do it." Ye Wangchuan looked relaxed, his body relaxed.

Only when a person trusts another person extremely can he reveal his vulnerable side unreservedly.

Qiao Nian lowered his eyebrows, stopped talking nonsense, and poured the red anti-inflammatory potion along his exposed wound.

The potion made a slight "nourishing" sound when it touched the skin, and the sound was not loud. Qiao Nian immediately raised his eyes to see the man's expression.

(end of this chapter)