60: Chapter 60 Can’t Help But…
60: Chapter 60 Can’t Help But…
Is this person too dismissive of her?
Noticing the displeasure in Su Ge’s expression, Ling Feng didn’t dare to obstruct her anymore and, albeit reluctantly, stepped aside.
Su Ge took a deep breath and gently pushed open the study door.
“Snap.”
The sound of a pen breaking.
Chu Yihan’s hand froze on the desk, eyes fixated on the broken pen, his complexion unsightly to the extre.
The room was filled with a chilling aura.
Su Ge happened to witness that scene, her eyes widening as she quickly ran over.
She rushed straight to the desk and grabbed Chu Yihan’s hand.
It was indeed severely injured.
His originally well-defined fingers had swollen into a pig’s trotter, and were mottled with purple and red, the skin missing in several places.
With his hand in this condition, why was he still signing docunts?
Su Ge glanced at the broken pen on the desk, then looked at Chu Yihan furiously.
He still had the audacity to take out his anger on the pen?
At this mont, Chu Yihan also lifted his handso face, the depths of his dark eyes unwavering as they locked onto Su Ge.
“What are you looking at?
With your hand hurt like this, why didn’t you call a doctor?
Why are you still working?” Su Ge was genuinely enraged.
Didn’t he know how to feel pain?
Were the doctors in the house just for show?
Su Ge picked up his other hand, and it was just as injured.
Her eyes imdiately reddened.
It must hurt a lot…
Watching the little woman who suddenly barged in, scolded him, and now held his hand with tears in her eyes, Chu Yihan was sowhat stunned.
What was she doing?
Feeling sorry for him?
Or deliberately acting?
The light in his dark eyes grew more profound.
“Good thing I brought dicine.
Don’t move; I’ll apply it for you.”
Su Ge laid his hand on the desk, then uncapped the dicine bottle in her hand, poured a generous amount into her palm, and gently spread it on Chu Yihan’s hand with her other hand’s fingers.
As if worried about causing him pain, her movents were gentle; she would dab on so dicine, then lean in to gently blow on it, just like applying dicine to a child.
Chu Yihan sat motionless, allowing Su Ge to apply the dicine, his handso face stoic.
“All done.” With all his fingertips covered in ointnt, Su Ge blew on them again, and only then did the worry on her face dissipate.
This was a dicine she had specially prepared, extrely effective for internal and external injuries.
He should be able to hold a pen by tomorrow.
“Keep this dicine.
If your hand hasn’t reduced in swelling by tomorrow, apply a bit more.
Usually, over the course of one night, it should…”
When Su Ge handed the dicine bottle to Chu Yihan, noticing his penetratingly cold eyes fixed firmly on her, she suddenly rembered sothing and her face turned pale, “I…
I didn’t an to do that just now…”
Su Ge really wanted to bash her head with a piece of tofu.
What had she just done?
Had she actually scolded Chu Yihan?
Reprimanded him?
Ah…
heavens, how could she commit such an outrageous act.
She had planned to behave herself after seeing Wen Lixuan tonight, especially to avoid upsetting him.
Who knew it had been done on an impulse…
“Intentionally what?”
Su Ge was at a loss for words, yet Chu Yihan picked up her sentence, questioning her in return.
That deep face showed no emotions, impossible to read his feelings.
“I…
I’m sleepy, going back to sleep, you should rest early too, good night.”
Just as Su Ge turned to slip away, her wrist was caught.
The next second, she lost her balance and fell backward, inevitably landing squarely on soone’s lap.
Her body stiffened, daring not to move.
What…
What was he going to do?
Although she had scolded him, it wasn’t without reason; it was for his own good, he couldn’t truly be angry with her over this, could he?
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