Chapter 577： or as thoughtful as you think

Yan Zhixu nodded and politely thanked him, "Thank you, President Fu, Dr. Sheng."

Sheng Jinyun copied his pocket with one hand, with a condescending smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of eyes shone with luster.

His tone was full of jokes, "It should be."

Shi Mo knew that Yan Xiaoxu was Sima Zhao's heart, chasing people to the back of the country, nooks and crannies.

Fu Shimo noticed some tiny scars on her body from fighting the she-wolf, "It's best to treat your wounds as well."

Although the injury is not serious, it is particularly conspicuous and dazzling on the white and delicate skin.

Yan Zhixu didn't refuse, she pursed her dry lips, and her tone was lazy and casual, "Then I will trouble Dean Fu."

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Rong Cheng, who was standing on the side, narrowed his eyes, put away the gloomy darkness in his eyes, and reminded people with understanding.

"Knowing that Xu is a woman, everyone watching her being treated for her wounds will damage the reputation of the girl's family, so let's go out and wait."

Sheng Jinyun nodded again and again, expressing his deep approval, and took out the hand in his pocket and smacked the other person's chest.

He laughed and said, "Rong Daying Emperor, it's still as thoughtful as you think."

Gu Jiu looked hesitant, "But..."

Wouldn't it be bad for a man and a woman to stay in an office alone?

Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Jinyun helped him up, strode out of the office, and dragged all the way downstairs.

Rong Cheng followed closely, and it was obvious that neither of them cared about Gu Jiu's opinion and ignored it completely.

Everyone else left, leaving only a man and a woman with good looks and good temperament in this slightly dilapidated office.

Yan Zhixu paced to the front of the chair and was about to sit down when a deep magnetic voice interrupted her movement.

"Wait, don't worry."

Fu Shimo took out the medical wipes and clean toilet paper. His slender fingers took the wipes to wipe the chair clean, and then wiped it again with the paper towel, carefully and focused.

After wiping it all, he threw the **** into the trash can, and said in a calm tone, "Little boy, it's alright, sit down."

Yan Zhixu sat down and leaned lazily against the back of the chair, his left leg resting on his right, and Erlang's legs were carelessly raised.

She raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, "When did you become obsessed with cleanliness?"

Fu Shimo paced over and approached her, bent down and rolled up her sleeves, revealing a forearm.

The fight was fierce, and there were some tiny wounds on the skin, which were extremely dazzling on the white, tender and smooth skin.

He picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in disinfectant, "No cleanliness, it's just more hygienic."

The guest just now seems to be Gu Jiu, and there have been countless hot searches on the scandal with her...

He handled the wound gently, the two of them were very close to each other, and there was a faint mint fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose.

Yan Zhixu's eyes were fixed on his hand holding the cotton swab. The bones on the back of the hand were faintly visible.

There was a slight smile in her voice, "This hygiene practice is very good."

Dean Fu was sullen as always.

The deep meaning hidden in his words is worth pondering carefully.

"Um."

Fu Shimo responded, sterilized all the tiny wounds on his arm, and found a Band-Aid to stick it on.

After he had dealt with it, he put down the sleeves he had just rolled up, tidy up his movements carefully, and looked attentive and slender.

Yan Zhixu let him straighten his sleeves, got up from the chair, and looked at the work card in front of his white coat.

She curled her lips slightly, "Thank you."

The bright sunshine outside the window sneaked in and shone on the two of them. Their breaths matched, and the picture was gentle and intoxicating.