Allure: The Man God's Love Wanted

Chapter 102 Who Lets Who Go, It's Not Up To You 【06】

"Really?" She was skeptical.

"Don't forget that I am a doctor, an authority in orthopedics and surgery." He raised his left hand and waved it, his movements were a little stagnant, but it seemed that it was really not very good.

She frowned: "It's all red, the bones are not broken, so it's hard to guarantee that the muscles are not injured."

"Xiaoya is very close to me." He smiled flirtatiously, and his eyes were seductive and seductive as he stared at her.

Seeing Lu Xiya's heart beating faster, she quickly looked away.

Damn guy, why are you firing at her again when you have nothing to do?

She didn't speak, and he didn't speak either. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he was in a good mood.

After a while, Lu Xiya couldn't help looking at him again, thinking that his hands must be hurting.

When he glanced at him for the third time, he said, "Klaus, pull over the car, I'll go get some drinks."

There happened to be a shopping mall in front of him, he slowly leaned the car over and turned off the engine.

Lucia unbuckled her seat belt: "You stay here, I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to say anything, he quickly ran out of the car, and his eyes followed her figure.

She didn't run into the shopping mall, but into the nearby pharmacy.

The autumn sun was warm in the afternoon, and the heart of a certain enchanting man was also warm. His gaze remained unchanged, staring at the door of the pharmacy without blinking.

Soon, she came back with a bag of things.

After getting in the car, she didn't wear a seat belt, but took things from the bag immediately.

A pain reliever spray, and a small sachet of medicated bandages.

Nie Jiajun rolled up his sleeves with a smile, exposed the kicked area, and handed it to her.

When I looked at it just now, it was already red and swollen, but now I looked at it again and it turned out to be bruised, which made his snowy muscles more and more obtrusive.

She was a little annoyed: "He still said it didn't hurt, but you can see that it's all swollen into a lump."

He said pitifully: "I didn't feel the pain at first, but now it suddenly hurts again."

I wanted to poke my finger at his wound, but when I heard this, I stretched my finger halfway, and then suddenly retracted it.

Hey, forget it, bully him next time.

She doesn't bully the wounded.

Holding the medicinal analgesic spray, he sprayed it on his injured area: "Take care of it temporarily, and go to the hospital to let your colleagues take a look."

Putting down the spray, she took the medical tape and stuck it on tightly, and pressed the edge lightly to ensure that the tape was firmly attached.

"No need, there's no use in the hospital for such a trivial matter." He put down his sleeves and buttoned the cuff buttons.

His movements have always been slow and graceful, like a spring in the mountains, slowly flowing and nourishing.

There is a kind of refined elegance, which belongs to his unique posture blooming, which deeply attracts the attention of others.

And these things he did, those slow and graceful movements, were so taken for granted, so natural, without artificiality.

He, Nie Jiajun, is like the prince of the British royal family, so noble and unattainable.

Lucia wanted to say a few words about him at first, but after thinking about it, she felt that what he said was right.

He is a high-achieving medical student from a prestigious school and a doctor in practice, so there is no reason why he doesn't know how to treat wounds.

While thinking like this, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be wordy, usually indifferent, but panicked and confused at critical moments.

Gritting his teeth, he choked back the full words.

Nie Jiajun saw her bowing her head to tidy up, her blue eyes darkened, her expression complicated and difficult to understand, and she turned around and sighed almost inaudibly.

When will she stop suppressing herself?
Will you face your love honestly?
(End of this chapter)