Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 235 255: Deep in Mind (13)

Zhai Xixi came out of the hospital and walked on the sidewalk in a daze.

The night in early autumn is a little cold.

She was wearing a loose light blue thin knitted sweater and white pencil pants. She should have been full of youthful vigor, but at this moment she exuded strong sadness and loneliness. The tears on her face were blown layer by layer by the autumn night wind. Dry, another layer of falling.

The Han Zhen that popped up in her mind before might not hate her thoughts, but was ruthlessly destroyed by reality.

Han Zhen really hated her.

The anger and disgust in his eyes pierced her heart with each knife, bloody pain.

The world in front of her eyes was blurred, she couldn't see the road under her feet clearly, and she tripped over something, she fell suddenly, and her knees were painfully knocked on the rough concrete floor.

The palm of her hand was also worn out. Seeing the bloody and muddy appearance of her palm, her tears fell even more violently.

Why does Han Zhen hate her so much?

Even if he doesn't like her, can't he treat her like an ordinary friend?
Don't always be so mean, don't always be so indifferent, don't always hate her so much.

Zhai Xixi squatted on the side of the road as if there was no one else around, hugging her knees and weeping softly.

The phone rang.

After it rang for a long time, she wiped away her tears, didn't see who it was, directly pressed the answer button, and said "Hello?" to the phone with a strong nasal voice.

"Where are you?" came a deep magnetic voice.

Zhai Xixi was stunned, Han Zhen?
She hastily wiped away the tears from her eyes, raised the screen to her eyes and looked carefully, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Han Zhen?" She raised the phone to her ear and asked uncertainly.

"It's me, Xixi, where are you?"

Zhai Xixi heard the sound of 'hula la' on the phone, and he seemed to be running.

Did he come out to find her on purpose?

When Zhai Xixi found out, he felt very hopeless and a little happy.

"I'm..." Zhai Xixi stood up and looked around, "I'm going right on the road in front of the hospital, under the first billboard in front..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Han Zhen in hospital gown running towards her.

Han Zhen ran up to her and stood in front of her. All the injuries on his face had healed, and he was as stunningly handsome as before. Zhai Xixi was in a trance for a while, feeling a little unreal.

How could it be possible for Han Zhen to stand in front of her with such a gentle expression?

Which meeting in the past was not indifferent and fierce?
He just looked at her like this, with emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand. Under his gaze, she didn't feel nervous, the sound of car engines coming and going on the motorway, and the pop music coming from the nearby store , the voices of pedestrians, and the sound of fireworks suddenly sounding not far away, all seem to have left their world.

Their world was so quiet that it was just the two of them.

for a long time.

Zhai Xixi regained consciousness from such a quiet state in a daze, Han Zhen still looked at her calmly, as if she was looking at something she hadn't seen for a long time, her heartbeat was flustered and flustered.

"Then... what, you, how do you know my number?" She originally just asked a random question, trying to ease the overly quiet atmosphere.

But as soon as the words came out, Zhai Xixi suddenly realized, how could Han Zhen know her number?
Han Zhen didn't speak, but her quiet eyes flickered slightly, "Xixi, thank you."

Zhai Xixi was taken aback by his words, "What?"

Han Zhen raised his right arm, "Thank you, my injuries are all healed."

It turned out that he was thanking her for healing his injury.

Zhai Xixi lowered her eyelashes slightly, feeling a little lost in her heart, and asked in a low voice: "How do you know that your injury is healed, and it has something to do with me?"

Han Zhen didn't answer, but looked at her delicate face, and said again: "I'm sorry, Xixi."

Zhai Xixi didn't understand where he was sorry, so he raised his head and said "Huh?" in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so cruel to you. To express my gratitude, let me take you to have supper, okay?" Han Zhen said, holding out his left hand to her.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening.

The street lamps overhead were dim.

The billboard next to it exudes a white light.

Zhai Xixi looked at the pair of slender and big hands with well-defined joints in front of him, hesitating and not moving.

little time.

Han Zhen suddenly grabbed Zhai Xixi's hand, and Zhai Xixi gasped in pain.

She had worn out her palm when she fell down before, and she didn't have time to heal herself.

Seeing her wrinkled face, Han Zhen opened her palm and saw that her white palm was bloody and bloody. The blood stains on the edge of the wound had dried up and turned dark brown and stuck firmly to the skin. In the deeper place, bright red blood is still bubbling, and there is still a lot of plaster on the wound...

At first glance, it fell to the ground and was worn out.

Han Zhen's pretty brows frowned, and a hint of distress flashed in her dark eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Zhai Xixi's hand was held by his cool big hand, and the end of her nose was full of the unique smell of young men on his body. She only felt that her heart was so nervous that she was about to suffocate, and she couldn't feel any other feelings.

She shook her head unconsciously.

Han Zhen called his assistant, and 10 minutes later, a white luxury car stopped in front of them.

Zhai Xixi was still dreaming until he got into the car and the car stopped under a high-end apartment building.

Han Zhen took Zhai Xixi's wrist and led her all the way to his door.

Before he had time to enter the password to enter the room, a reporter suddenly jumped out from the side, and patted the two of them with a 'click click'.

Han Zhen subconsciously held Zhai Xixi in his arms and stared at the reporter coldly.

The reporter trembled from his sharp stare, put down the camera embarrassingly, and ran away.

The assistant quickly blocked the reporter's way, looking like two good brothers, and walked towards the stairs with his arms around the reporter, saying: "Brother, let's go down and have a good chat..."

I don't know what the assistant did. Anyway, the photo of Han Zhen and Zhai Xixi holding hands didn't spread out afterwards.

Of course, this is something.

There is also a reason why the assistant can stay with Han Zhen.

Han Zhen was relieved.

He entered the password, opened the door, and entered his home with Zhai Xixi in his arms.

He knew that he should let her go, but his arm just refused to obey him, and he couldn't get it off Zhai Xixi's thin shoulder no matter what.

Zhai Xixi knew that she should get out of his arms, but her body didn't obey her control, and she couldn't persuade it to leave Han Zhen's generous and cool embrace.

Han Zhen asked Zhai Xixi to sit on the sofa, then took out a small medicine box from under the TV cabinet, took out cotton swabs and iodophor, and helped her disinfect the wound.

He knew in his heart that if she could heal his serious injury, she would definitely be able to heal the small injury on her own hand, but she didn't tell, he didn't dare to ask, he just wanted to get closer to her, he was afraid that if he asked, she would If she can answer "yes", then he won't even have the chance to treat her wound.

In fact, Zhai Xixi could easily heal the scratches on her hands, but Han Zhen didn't ask, she dared not say, this was the first time he treated her so tenderly, she was afraid that if she said it, he would immediately Let go of her hand, and then said coldly, "Then you can handle it yourself".

In the same space, two people, two hearts, each with their own thoughts.

He was thinking, just indulge once, just get close to her this time.

She was thinking, it's rare for him to be gentle with her once, it's so nice.

Zhai Xixi was so nervous that his body was tense, and his eyes kept falling on Han Zhen's face. His skin was so good that he couldn't even find a single pore. His eyelashes were very long, as if they were covered with false eyelashes. The bridge of his nose is very straight, his lips are beautifully shaped, and the color of his lips is very light. It looks cool, like jelly.

Thinking of this, it was inevitable that she remembered the two kisses before.

Zhai Xixi's cheeks were flushed red, and his eyes drifted around, not daring to look at Han Zhen again.

Han Zhen's house is very large, with simple and elegant decoration, but it reveals exquisite and low-key luxury everywhere. Millions of famous paintings and tens of millions of decorations can be seen everywhere.

Han Zhen dipped a cotton swab with povidone iodine, and gently scrubbed her wound. The touched wound felt a little stinging, until Han Zhen cleaned up the wounds on both her hands, applied the medicine, wrapped her Putting on the gauze, she didn't make a sound, as if she couldn't feel it.

"Okay." Han Zhen let go of her hand, packed up the medicine box, and put it back under the TV cabinet.

"What do you want to eat? I'll take you there." He turned around, looked at Zhai Xixi and asked.

Zhai Xixi froze for a moment, then remembered that he said he wanted to treat her to supper.

She is not actually hungry.

But she couldn't say no to eating.

"Whatever, I don't choose."

Han Zhen stared at her for a moment, "Then I'll make some for you at home, okay?"

Can Han Zhen cook?

Zhai Xixi was a little surprised, but also a little curious, what kind of food would Han Zhen cook?
So she nodded, bent her eyes and said, "Okay."

Han Zhen didn't speak any more, turned around and went to the bedroom, and when she came out again, she had already changed into casual clothes.

Navy blue polo shirt, black slacks, very simple attire, he wears a noble and elegant feeling, as well as a casual, lazy and sexy.

Zhai Xixi looked straight at her, but Han Zhen didn't even look at her, and went into the kitchen without saying a word.

After a while, Zhai Xixi heard the sound of washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, cooking vegetables from the kitchen...

She really wanted to know what Han Zhen looked like when he was cooking?
He quietly held the phone in his hand, turned on the camera, and approached the kitchen softly.

Han Zhen was wearing a black apron, and her movements were smooth and elegant. Zhai Xixi hadn't seen many other men cooking, only her father's. She felt that Han Zhen's cooking was much prettier than her father's.

It's not like he's cooking, he's making art.

Very seductive.

Zhai Xixi secretly raised her mobile phone, she was going to take a picture of this scene, this is the evidence, the evidence that Han Zhen cooked for her.

She pressed the camera button excitedly, but the flash flashed, and a picture was taken with a 'click'.

At this moment, Han Zhen seemed to have finished frying a dish, turned off the fire, and the kitchen suddenly fell silent. One can imagine how refreshing the sound of 'click' was in such an environment.

Zhai Xixi raised her heart in her throat, clutching her phone tightly and staring at Han Zhen's back, she could imagine how angrily he would throw down the spatula in his hand, then glared at her, demanding She deleted the photo.

At this moment, Zhai Xixi wanted to slap herself. If you say you are taking pictures secretly, you can take pictures secretly. Why don't you know how to turn off the sound effects?
Is there anyone more stupid than her in this world?

Sure enough, Zhai Xixi saw Han Zhen's body froze, and then slowly turned his head, his cold gaze covered her like a cloud of cold current.

"I, I, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll delete it now!" Zhai Xixi felt that it would be more sensible to ask to delete the photo before someone asked.

(End of this chapter)