Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 127: Autism x Autism
Qin Zhou quickly stepped forward to support her, Wen Zhiyi's face turned pale from the pain, Qin Zhou quickly helped her to sit down, then squatted on the ground and carefully lifted Wen Zhiyi's feet.

This action made Wen Zhiyi feel a little embarrassed, he moved his ankle slightly, and was held down by Qin Zhou's big hand.

"Don't move."

Qin Zhou was rarely serious, Wen Zhiyi bit his lip and settled down.

Qin Zhou took a closer look, feeling very depressed: "It's bleeding..."

Wen Zhiyi was startled, and leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, she saw a red blood stain on the sock where her thumb was, and she wilted.

"I feel a little uncomfortable when I walk, maybe the shoes don't fit well."

Qin Zhou's eyes turned red at some point, and he looked at her feet with a frown, so distressed that he didn't even dare to touch them.

"Do you have any medicine here?"

Qin Zhou's cautious and concerned appearance made Wen Zhiyi even more embarrassed. She thought for a while: "Yes, it's in the drawer on the second floor next to the sink."

Qin Zhou took a cushion, carefully placed her feet on it, and then got up to get the medicine.

Qin Zhou opened the drawer, took out the alcohol swabs and band-aids, and walked in front of Wen Zhiyi worriedly.

"No povidone iodine."

Wen Zhiyi: "It's okay, alcohol is fine."

It just hurts a little.

Qin Zhou hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything, and turned around to fetch a basin of hot water.

Qin Zhou: "Wash your feet first."

He lowered his head, looked very serious, and carefully held her feet into the hot water. Wen Zhiyi struggled slightly, but was suppressed by Qin Zhou's fierce yell of not moving.

Qin Zhou carefully put her injured foot into the hot water, and helped her take off her socks slowly.

After the initial stabbing pain from touching the wound passed, Wen Zhiyi actually didn't feel so much pain, but she looked at Qin Zhou who was facing a formidable enemy, with a focused expression and gentle movements, she was stunned and still didn't say anything.

Carefully avoiding the wound, Qin Zhou washed her feet, wiped them with a foot cloth, and carefully placed her feet on a cushion beside her.

At this time, Wen Zhiyi's door was knocked twice, Wen Zhiyi was a little puzzled, and saw Qin Zhou stand up and run out.

He opened the door, and outside the door was a middle-aged man Wen Zhiyi didn't know, carrying a plastic bag on his mobile phone.

"I bought povidone iodine, cotton swabs, and some anti-inflammatory drugs for external application..."

The middle-aged man roughly talked about how to use these things, Qin Zhou listened carefully, nodded repeatedly, and took the bag after listening.

"Ah."

Qin Zhou hummed lightly to show that he already knew, and the middle-aged man also said naturally: "Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

Qin Zhou nodded again, and the man turned around and left.

Wen Zhiyi inside looked a little strange: "This is?"

Qin Zhou: "Driver."

"How did he find it here?"

Qin Zhou: "I remembered the address and sent him a message."

Wen Zhiyi: "Tsk, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I almost forgot your memory that was almost photographic."

Wen Zhiyi paused, then asked again: "He came all the way here, don't you need to ask him to sit down?"

Qin Zhou shook his head: "It's okay."

Qin Zhou was obsessed with her injury, and hurried over. He squatted on the ground and opened the iodophor, and then took apart the cotton swab to apply it.

Maybe it was because his attitude was too serious, Wen Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a little nervous about a little wound.

Qin Zhou couldn't help but feel distressed: "I know it's appropriate, bear with it."

After he finished speaking, he held Wen Zhiyi's foot with his left hand, and carefully applied it with a cotton swab in his right hand.

(End of this chapter)