Madam Dihao is not good

"Did you really bathe him just now?"

"Of course not," he smiled, "How could such an arrogant young master Mo ask me to help?"

"That you……"

"Each washes separately."

In a bathtub, two men...[

"Why are you here to stab>

"Haven't you ever thought that I let you go without a reason, he wouldn't be surprised? If it were me, I would think that we had made some ulterior agreement...I'm afraid he deliberately refused to perform the operation in order to keep you. gone."

"He's not as insidious as you think."

"Okay, I'm the most insidious."

"That's not what I meant either... what should I do next?"

"What to do and how to do it." Sikong Zeye lifted Bai Yunshang's hair, "Proper stabbing"

What he said made sense, but why did he feel so uncomfortable listening to it?

"You don't always call him 'blind man blind'."

"You don't like him, you can't hit him or scold him?" Sikong Zeye said childishly.

Bai Yunshang's eyes widened, and she didn't know what to pick up for a moment. The sound of a teacup breaking to the ground came from outside. Bai Yunshang turned around and was about to go out. Sikong Zeye grabbed her: "Go to my room at night."

"I'm going to take care of him."

"Really?" Sikong Zeye's eyes turned cold.

"Don't worry about a patient, okay? If his operation is successful, I will have a lot of time to take care of you in the future."

Mo Liuyuan was lying on the bed, his freshly washed hair was still slightly damp, and water droplets dripped down his forehead.

He had a wound on his head, Bai Yunshang took a towel to his head, and wiped it gently: "You shouldn't wash your hair, let the wound touch the water."