Xu Binwei carried me directly into the bedroom, put me on the bed, lifted my feet and put them on his knees.

"What are you doing?" I just tried to retract my leg, but he immediately held it down and gently avoided the gauze-wrapped ankle.

"Have you changed the dressing?" Xu Binwei said calmly.

"No, no." I shook my head numbly, focusing on his fingers pressing my ankle. They were long, clean, and the nails were neatly trimmed. Like him, everything felt appropriate.

Xu Binwei's movements were very light, slowly, and he untied the gauze bit by bit, with a precious and important expression as if he was holding something precious.

Maybe it's because I didn't get a good rest today. I hung my legs for a long time and the blood went down. Coupled with the new injury, the ankle was still swollen like a steamed bun, with faint traces of bruises.

Xu Binwei held my foot with one hand and gently pressed the swollen area with the other hand. I immediately grimaced in pain, but I still swallowed back the words "You committed murder" that rushed to my lips, because I

I saw a deep frown between his eyebrows.

Why do I feel that the air in this room suddenly becomes stuffy? Just now in the corridor, the uncontrollable feeling in my heart came back. It was like standing on the podium for the first time as a child and giving a speech to the teachers and students of the school.

It was so tense that it felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.

I couldn't help but pat my chest to suppress the inexplicable panic, "Well... I need to change the dressing."

Xu Binwei hummed, carefully moved my feet on the bed, stood up, and looked at me. Except that the word "Sichuan" between his eyebrows faded, his expression did not improve much: "It should be better to wash it first.

Then change the dressing.”

When Xu Binwei said this, he had no intention of communicating with me. Instead, he found the bathroom on his own. After a while, he brought out a basin of warm water and placed it next to the bed. After that, he took off his suit and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

He held my feet and placed them in the basin.

"Xu Binwei..." As a conditioned reflex, I bent over and grabbed his arm. No matter how thick-skinned I was, I was not thick enough to let a man with whom I was not close wash my feet. In ancient times, I would have

So I agreed to it.

"I can just do it myself."

Xu Binwei glanced at me steadily, not insisting anymore but not idle either. He turned around and found the medicine in my bag. While I was washing my feet, he opened several medicine boxes, took out the instructions, and

I looked over it carefully. His serious look made me couldn't help but ask, "Can't you tell, do you know anything about medicine?"

Xu Binwei frowned and said, "I don't understand."

I don’t understand what you are looking at?

"But now I feel that I need to know more about it. I may need it in the future." Xu Binwei said and looked at me. Does he mean that this topic also requires my response?

"Oh." I responded blankly, "It would be good to know more about medicine." As I said this, I wiped my wet feet and stretched out my hand to Xu Binwei, "Give me the medicine."

I was timid to ask my boss to serve me so carelessly. Secondly, I really doubted whether he had this skill.

Xu Binwei just glanced at me lightly, stretched out his hand to pull my feet in front of him and started to apply the medicine.

The white ointment exudes a very cool smell. Xu Binwei's movements are very gentle. I only feel the cotton swab lightly scratching the skin, bringing a cool feeling. There is no pain at all in the hospital.

After applying the medicine, Xu Binwei wrapped a bandage around my foot. The movement was not very neat, but the result was unexpectedly good. It was very neat and did not wrap my foot into a rice dumpling.

I looked at the inconspicuous knot on my foot with some surprise, and sighed: "I didn't expect you to have such a talent."

"In general, human limbs are controlled by the brain, so the flexibility of the fingers is somewhat related to IQ."

If I couldn't hear the sarcasm in his tone, my IQ would really be questionable, but after being together for such a long time, I have become very familiar with Xu Binwei's way of speaking that puts others down and elevates himself, as well as his way of speaking.

Ridiculously addictive quirks. So I just rolled my eyes in my heart, without any emotional ups and downs at all.

Xu Binwei tidied up the ointments and gauze scattered on the bed, straightened her sleeves, folded her hands in front of her chest, and the majestic aura she had in the office returned.

"Let's talk about the reason for your injury now." Xu Binwei said calmly.

"Reason?" What's there to say? Besides, why does he act like he's interrogating a prisoner...

"Don't tell me that you stepped on a pothole while walking and sprained your foot... If that's the case, your character is simply appallingly bad."

"...It's not walking, it's running." I lowered my head and murmured.

Xu Binwei narrowed his eyes and said, "Continue."

I really didn’t want to degrade my image to the point where even a few idiots would be afraid of them, so I tried my best to exaggerate the ferocity, ferocity and evil of those people, so that Xu Binwei would know how dangerous the situation was at that time.

"Are you familiar with the powerful photographer you mentioned?" After I finished describing it vividly and happily, Xu Binwei said this with a deadpan expression.

"...I don't know each other very well. This was the second time we met that day..."

"You went drinking with a man you didn't know well? And you got into trouble with a group of bad boys?" Xu Binwei's voice suddenly rose to a higher pitch, and the displeasure in his tone was about to overflow.

"Well... I didn't drink much. When we were dancing..."

"Still dancing?" Xu Binwei squinted his eyes and scanned me back and forth with his gleaming gaze, as if trying to filter out something.

I waved my hand to block his gaze, "...That's not the point. The point is that those teenagers are really cruel. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I wouldn't have known..."

"It's okay." Xu Binwei sighed, suddenly leaned over and hugged me, put his thick palm on my back, and patted me gently. His deep and sweet voice was in my ears, like the melodious sound of a cello.

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"In early summer, it's okay to be afraid. In that case, protecting yourself is the most important thing, but...if you encounter trouble in the future, can you call me as soon as possible?"

"……good."

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Chapter completed!