My little puppy is sick

Chapter 166 I Want to Spoil You 8
Fu Shen was wronged, that man got drunk and beat him like crazy, so he gave him a beer to say something, was he wrong?

Before Qi Yan paid any attention to him, Fu Shen lowered his head and buttoned his clothes with his fingers.

The car stopped, Qi Yan got out of the car, and Fu Shen also wanted to get out of the car with her, but the door on his side was not opened. He turned his head and wanted to say something to Qi Yan, but saw the other side slam the door shut without even looking at it. He left.

Fu Shen looked at the back of her leaving. He felt that the wound on his body was very painful. He didn't feel the pain when he was hit just now, but now he felt as uncomfortable as wanting his life.

He felt a little cold. This autumn night, he was only wearing a thin sweater, and he felt a gust of cold wind spread through the sweater to his limbs.

Fu Shen didn't know how long he stayed in the car alone, and then Qi Yan opened the door, got in the car, and drove away.

About two or three minutes later, the car stopped. Qi Yan opened the packaging bag containing the medicine, unwrapped the wanhua oil, and looked over to meet a pair of red-rimmed eyes.

"why are you crying?"

"No." Fu Shen raised his hand and wiped away the tears that were about to fall.

He didn't admit it, just now he wanted to cry because he was in pain, but Qi Yan left him and left alone.

He didn't even want to admit that just now he wanted to cry because he was in pain, and then Qi Yan opened the Wanhua Oil.

Qi Yan turned on the light in the car, she poured Wanhua oil on her hand, rubbed it, and wiped Fu Shen's wound.

"Hold it, it might hurt a little."

"Hmm!" Fu Shen gritted his teeth, the feeling of Wanhua oil rubbing his face, coupled with Qi Yan's vigorous rubbing, the wound gradually became hotter.

"Take off your clothes and I'll wipe them for you."

"No need, I'll be fine."

Qi Yan didn't force her, she said, "Whether you have a wound on your back, you can't wipe it off by yourself, I'll come."

"No injuries."

"Fu Shen," Qi Yan's tone became severe, "I asked if you have any!"

Fu Shen was silent for a moment, then hummed.

"Turn back." Qi Yan poured Wanhua Oil into her hand, Fu Shen turned around, and uncovered the sweater, revealing the scar on his back.

Qi Yan covered her palms and rubbed them mercilessly.

After wiping, Qi Yan wiped off the oil on her hands with a paper towel, and handed a bag of ointment to Fu Shen.

"Where?"

"Just put me down, I'll go back by myself."

Qi Yan turned her head to look at Fu Shen, that expressionless face made Fu Shen's heart tremble.

He replied, "School."

Qi Yan turned her head, started the car, and walked in the direction of Wencheng University.

In the car, Qi Yan spoke.

"You are like the silly Baitian in that TV series, answering irrelevant questions."

Fu Shen was a little confused when he heard Qi Yan say.

"I'll just ask you to answer. It's a very annoying thing to ask a second time."

"Sorry, I just don't want to bother you."

"You have to know, this is just a simple matter for me, but if you get off at this place, you may need to take a bus or subway, which is very troublesome for you."

"I know, but we are not familiar with each other. I am just a person who borrowed money from you. I am sorry to trouble you. I will do my best to avoid disturbing you as much as possible." Fu Shen answered very seriously. He knew that Qi Yan was a Nice guy, but he doesn't want to bother people.

"Perhaps. We can get a little more familiar."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"We're not strangers, so I think we can be friends so you can stop disturbing me."

The moment Qi Yan spoke, Fu Shen's head was dizzy, he had a lot of things to say.

(End of this chapter)