Black-bellied uncle, don't steal your heart

Chapter 123 I can see that he is very precious to you

"Well, you're not feeling sick, you were just almost broken." Ji Xunfeng said on the side, and regardless of her wishes, he took her to a room with his arms around him.

"What are you doing?" His actions would actually hurt the wound on her back, but the point is, he asked a woman to help her see the wound?

"What do you think I am doing? If you dare to make trouble again, I will stay here and not go out."

Ji Xunfeng glared at her, then turned to look at the woman who followed to the door.

"You watch for her in the room," after finishing speaking, he patted Yin Chuxia's head reassuringly, and told An Sisi as if he remembered something, "Be gentle."

An Sisi stared at him for a long while as if looking at a monster, "Ji Sanshao, you seem to have become a little more sympathetic."

"Stop talking nonsense with me." Ji Xunfeng squinted at Chu Xia again, and closed the door.

Yin Chuxia frowned, seeing the woman coming with a medicine box in her hand, and remembering the tone of Ji Xunfeng's words just now, she couldn't help being depressed.

It was as if she was having a fight like a child.

But in fact, she didn't want to stay here for a moment at all.

"Hi, I'm An Sisi, the family doctor of Ji's family." An Sisi put down the medicine box and introduced herself to her first.

The girl looked cold, but also uneasy.

Most importantly, she seemed to be not very happy.

"Yin Chuxia." She nodded, and then looked at the closed door. Staying in a room with strangers would make her extremely uncomfortable.

"Where are you hurt? Show me."

"I'm actually—" She was just hit with a stick, and it hurt a little, it wasn't called an injury at all.

"Don't say I'm not hurt, but Ji Sanshao called me here very nervously. It can be seen that he treasures you very much." An Sisi blinked and said ambiguously.

Yin Chuxia frowned. If she wasn't allowed to check, when would she be able to go home?
Once Ji Xunfeng brought her into his sphere of influence, if she didn't compromise, she wouldn't be able to leave at all.

Every time she thought of this, she felt a sense of powerlessness.

Turning her back to An Sisi and taking off her coat, she couldn't help biting her lips.

If she was in the hospital and was examined by a doctor, she would not feel uncomfortable, but she was a young and strange woman.

(End of this chapter)