Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Zhao Yulin suddenly shook, and looked at Mu Tingfeng's hand hanging down beside her in surprise. om. For more latest chapters, visit: om.

Zhao Yulin still vaguely remembered the warm touch of these slender, well-knitted hands holding her wrists tightly, but now one of these hands has been soaked in blood for some time.

The blood of Xian'Yan' penetrated through the crevices of the fingers, and did not drip to the ground, but it still made people feel a little inexplicable.

Zhao Yulin recognized that the injured hand was the one that Mu Tingfeng had snapped on the edge of the platform just to stabilize him and himself. The floor on the edge of the platform was not as smooth and flat as other places. Mu Tingfeng’s hand was probably just scratched. Hurt.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yulin's mood instantly became a little complicated. She never thought that one day she would be saved by someone, especially if this person is still... this man.

Duan Yarong turned her head to look at Mu Tingfeng in surprise when she heard Xia Zetao's exclamation. After seeing the wound on Mu Tingfeng's hand, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, her eyes as complicated as Zhao Youlin.

To this man, Duan Yarong still brought a trace of subjective prejudice, just because of this person's attitude towards Zhao Yulin.

Even if he knew what happened back then, the one who was really at fault was Zhao Yulin, but after knowing that Zhao Yulin had suffered so much for him, Duan Yarong really couldn't like the person in front of him. Net om

This is the common problem of the elders, and even most people-to protect their shortcomings.

But even if he didn't like it anymore, what Mu Tingfeng said was because of Zhao Yulin's injury. Duan Yarong couldn't ignore it, so she asked aloud: "It's okay, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No." Mu Tingfeng noticed that Zhao Youlin's sight had been resting on her hand, and he didn't know what it was because of his mentality, and silently blocked her hand back, unwilling to let Zhao Youlin see the blood on her hand again.

Mu Tingfeng's outright refusal made Xia Zetao beside him hate iron and steel. My good president, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It’s hard to compliment the ‘meat’ scheming to get good impressions. Is there anything wrong with it? You turned it down so hard!

Secretary Xia Da, who was so distressed that he couldn't see it, realized for the first time that she had such a long way to go. She coughed and said to the field: "No, no, no, I took a look. Our president is just a skin injury. Go to the hospital, and there are no hospitals around here. The nearest one takes half an hour. It’s too much trouble. Does your company have a first aid kit or something like that? First help our president stop the bleeding."

When Xia Zetao said this, everyone was stunned and looked at each other for a while, but they didn't speak.

After a while, everyone heard a reluctant voice: "I have a first aid kit in my office."

Everyone was startled, and all of a sudden they cast their eyes on the person who made the noise.

After Xia Zetao saw the speaker clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart said, this is fate! President, it seems that even the gods are helping you, you have to work hard, otherwise it's swollen, so worthy of me who broke my heart for you!

Zhao Yulin received Mu Tingfeng’s "shooting" gaze, and suddenly felt a little awkward, and reluctantly said: "I have a medical'medicine' box in my office. Are you going to follow me up, or I will take it down and give it to you. ."

Before Mu Tingfeng had time to answer, Xia Zetao had already rushed over: "It's better to go up together, so that you can save Miss Zhao the trouble of running up and down like this."

Zhao Yulin glanced suspiciously at Xia Zetao: "Then follow me up."

Zhao Youlin took Duan Yarong's hand and took Xia Zetao and Mu Tingfeng upstairs.

Zhao Shunrong stayed, his sharp eyes swept over the crowd, and he muttered, "What are you doing? What are you doing here?"

Everyone woke up like a dream. They just watched a life-and-death contest. Many people were still unable to calm down. When they heard Zhao Shunrong’s words, they trembled and couldn’t care about other things. They all dispersed as birds and beasts, and went to do their own things. .

Zhao Shunrong watched the crowd disperse, and arranged for someone to go down to deal with the falling elevator before turning around and looking at Xiao Jingyao behind him: "Check this matter out."

Xiao Jingyao nodded knowingly. There has never been a coincidence in this world. There are so many elevators in the company, so it's fine if Zhao Youlin has a problem, and all four or five cables have problems at the same time. , This is not an accidental problem.

Zhao Shunrong and Xiao Jingyao'confessed' to Xiao Jingyao and set off to follow Zhao Yulin and upstairs.

After the incident just now, a few people were a little bit lingering, and naturally they wouldn't rush to take the elevator again.

Fortunately, the Zhao family originally only had more than 40 floors, and two or three floors above were Zhao Youlin's office, but it would not be too rushing.

Zhao Youlin walked into her office with a few people. After thinking about it, he led Mu Tingfeng directly into a small room beside the office.

This small room was specially opened for Zhao Yulin as a rest room. In addition to a big ‘bed’, there was also a small table.

Zhao Youlin took out a first aid kit from under the table and handed it to Xia Zetao, motioning him to bandage Mu Tingfeng's wound.

Xia Zetao hesitated after receiving the medical ‘medicine’ box, and a quick calculation flashed across his eyes, pretending that he was eager to help Mu Tingfeng dress the wound but he couldn’t do it.

Zhao Yulin watched his movements silently behind him, and finally started to wrap the bandage on the nth time without cleaning the wound, and wrapped the bandage in a mess. After being miserable, she could not bear to push the person aside. No good air: "Get out of the way, I'll come."

Xia Zetao silently made a victory gesture in his heart, but made an aggrieved expression on his face, obediently retreating to the side and watching.

Not long after, thinking of the law, Duan Yarong was spent to create a two-person world for the two.

Although Duan Yarong was reluctant to leave the two alone like this, she still felt softened when she looked at the bloody'color' on Mu Tingfeng's hand, and followed Xia Zetao out first.

Xia Zetao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and when he left, he gave Mu Tingfeng a vague look. President, I can only help you get here, and I have to rely on you next!

Mu Tingfeng saw the deep meaning in Xia Zetao's eyes, pursed her'lips', and looked at Zhao Youlin, who lowered her head and concentrated on treating her wounds, and unconsciously conjured her'lips' corners.

Mu Tingfeng's hand looked a bit horrible, and the wounds were not very deep, but many were very small. The most important thing was that there were dust particles in most of the wounds.

Zhao Youlin frowned, took a bottle of iodophor in the first aid kit, and whispered: "Hold it up."

The iodophor poured down from the top of the wound, bringing out a faint layer of foam on the top of the wound.