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[217 is perfect and invincible]

Zhizhi turned around and put the doll on the table. When she bent over, she felt a stabbing pain from her back, causing her to frown, and put one hand to support her lower back.

Nangong Mo's warm and eager voice sounded from behind, "Your wound is wet, and after seeing salt water, I'm afraid it may recur, so you need to change the dressing immediately."

Knowing, he touched his body, but the moisture was still wet, and said, "Let Han Ze come over and give it to me..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

In Dr. Han's current state, let alone changing the medicine, it is a miracle that he can say a complete sentence. Seeing Nangong Mo hesitate, she walked to her side and asked in a very light tone, "I'll change it for you." ,Is it ok?"

what……

Zhizhi thought of all the scenes of being abused when Master Nangong changed her dressing, and also thought of the various beasts that Master Nangong did to her while changing the dressing. She hurriedly shook her head at Nangong Mo and firmly uttered two One word, "Don't."

Nangong Mo looked up at her, and slowly said: "When my leg was injured, I often changed my dressing. In terms of technology, you can rest assured."

I walked a few steps closer to her, and lowered my eyebrows, "Zhizhi, if you say no, I won't force others, but you refuse so quickly, do you not trust me?"

Song Xiaozhi paused, looked at him, and shook his head.

She was just psychologically shadowed by the young master Nangong, okay...

"You can change it for me." Zhizhi lay on the bed and sighed slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Anyway, it's just behind the back, there's no need to undress or remove the shirt, besides the kindness of the second young master.

Furthermore, she didn't want to be called a guard after being rescued and taken care of by others.

Nangong Mo went to the door and gave a few orders. After a while, someone brought the medicine box over. He took the box and walked to the bedside, took out the medicines and arranged them one by one. He sat on the side of the bed and put his finger on the end of Zhizhi's coat. , slightly rolled up.

Zhizhi could feel that his movements were very cautious, as if he was afraid of turning around an inch and seeing things he shouldn't see except the wound.

This man is very gentleman.

The process of Nangong Mo untying the wet bandage was very slow and gentle, Zhizhi didn't feel any pain.

He picked up tweezers and cotton swabs, disinfected her, applied medicine, treated the wound delicately, and picked up a new bandage. With Zhizhi's cooperation, he quickly and smoothly completed the dressing change around her waist and the winding of the new bandage .

"All right."

He got up and packed the medicine box.

Zhizhi sat up, raised her hand to look at her watch, and couldn't help being surprised.

When he changed the dressing, it made people feel very slow and comfortable, but he didn't let the time really pass too slowly, but in just 2 minutes, he completed these complicated procedures perfectly.

Nangong Mo looked down at her with a smile, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhizhi nodded and replied seriously: "It's much better."

The worry in his eyes really disappeared, "Wait a minute."

As he spoke, he walked towards the bathroom, knowing whether he knew what he wanted to do, he sat on the edge of the bed and waited obediently. After a while, Nangong Mo came out of the bathroom with a hair dryer in his hand.

Before Zhizhi said anything, he had already grabbed her and sat in front of the vanity mirror, plugged in the power, turned on the warm air, and took care of her drenched hair...

Miss Song looked at the two people in the mirror, she was stunned and couldn't make a sound.

This man—

He is Nangong Mo, the second young master of the Nangong family!

He is an enchanting and beautiful boy with first-class looks!

He is one of the richest men in the world!

He is the big boss that all the girls in the MZ organization dream of!

What's he doing - he's drying his hair.

ah ah ah ah...

Damn it, Song Xiaozhi.

Your life has reached a high point, complete, invincible, and cannot be surpassed.

No matter how mysterious the world is, it is nothing more than that.

Nangong Mo played with her soft hair, and said softly: "After dealing with the matter here, come back to the Rose Garden with me?"

Looking at her hair in the mirror, Zhizhi was being blown dry in an orderly manner. When she heard his words, her lips were a little dry. She opened her mouth, unable to make a sound. She lowered her eyelids and looked down at her own face. toe.

He didn't want to force others to make things difficult, so he smiled elegantly, handed her the comb, and said apologetically, "I've never combed my hair for others, so I might hurt you, Zhizhi, you can do it yourself."

Song Xiaozhi nodded slowly, took the comb, hooked his head, and slowly combed his hair.

He simply tied up a ponytail, raised his head, and saw Nangong Mo standing behind him through the mirror, staring straight at her with a pair of captivating eyes.

Eye contact.

He didn't look away, and he didn't hide the blazing heat in his eyes. The blood-red eyes seemed to be quenched and burning.

Zhizhi wanted to hide, so she looked away.

But he felt his eyes, inch by inch, bit by bit, falling anxiously on her face...

She put down the comb, got up and said, "It's very late...I want to sleep."

His thin lips moved, and after a while, he nodded, hummed, and walked out.

The sound of closing the door, Song Xiaozhi looked at the pure white wooden door and heaved a sigh of relief.

She always thought that Nangong Mo's confession to her many times before was entirely caused by his hatred for Nangong Jue.

His things were taken away one after another. Of course, he would easily feel the desire to challenge the things that Nangong Jue swore.

She had also heard Nangong Mo himself say that she had aroused his fighting spirit, and it was very difficult for him to give up.

Song Xiaozhi didn't believe in such words too much, because although Nangong Mo's words were gentle and considerate, people were always a little isolated in his eyes, and he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

But now, just now—

What happened to the eyes that were about to burn people in his eyes?

This perfect man, why is he looking at her like that!

To burn her to death?

She doesn't want to be burned to death...

Miss Song sighed and lay back on the bed. As soon as she lay down, she felt an unexpected tingling pain in her neck.

As if the medicine had just been changed, the thing hurt her again, as if it had been reminding her of something.

"It's like a curse."

She grumbled in a low voice, took out the ugly thing to look at it for a while, fiddled with it, and put it on her hand.

The sapphire blue ring fits on the ring finger and is just the right size.

I know this is the memory...

Although it's only been a few days, I always feel like I haven't seen this man for a long time.

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