Bai Yaoyu followed her to the room that Uncle Luo had just prepared for her.

"The young master's injury was a gunshot wound, and he had been hit by the bones and could not move for at least a week."

I thought it was a scratch, but the bullet entered the bone.

"Just change the dressing more, it will be cured soon."

Bai Yaoyu Songxin, "Thank you, I'm sorry just now."

"It's okay." Roland gave her a bottle of medicine, with only one label on it.

She couldn't understand it, it was a bit like a street vendor in the vegetable market, and she was swearing that the "magic medicine" that guaranteed the effect was surprising, frowned slightly.

Roland saw her thoughts, "I'm worth it myself, I can't buy it in the market."

If it were an ordinary doctor, she would never dare to use it on Long Qingye, but Roland was a miraculous doctor, so she believed it based on this.

"How to use this?"

"You use a cotton swab to wipe a little before going to bed every day. Remember not to wipe too much. You can remove scars after the wound heals." Roland said to himself, but she didn't notice that her face was flushed.

Bai Yaoyu bit her lip, "The president is my boss, we are not the kind of relationship you think."

Roland looked embarrassed, "Is that right?" Whose subordinates slept at their boss's house?

"Well, the president's gunshot wound was caused by me, and it's my duty to take care of him."

"I've suffered for you? Then he will definitely like you." Roland said, like every bombshell, waking Bai Yaoyu up.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a boyfriend." Bai Yaoyu defended her, letting Zhao Yi know that she would be jealous for several days.

Roland didn't believe it, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Well, we've been dating for four years."

"Oh." The famous flower has a master! She also has to feel sorry for Long Qingye.

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Bai Yaoyu returned to Long Qingye's room. He was lying on the bed to review documents. His serious expression even Bai Yaoyu couldn't help but look at it again.

Is what Roland said true?

He didn't find anyone coming in until she took out the documents from his hand.

"President, don't you have to work so hard, okay? If you don't have a good rest, your wound will not heal much."

This injury comes from her, and she is responsible for it.

"Today's work is done today, Longhua's work cannot be slowed down." He didn't go to the company and asked him to make decisions on many things. If he dragged on, it would have a certain impact on Longhua's normal operation.

Long Qingye asked for the documents, Bai Yaoyu took a chair and sat down, picked up the apple on the bedside table, and started peeling it.

The skin she peeled off was evenly thin and thick, and the whole string never broke.

Uncle Luo has washed all the fruits in the basket and peeled them off and can be eaten.

The unique fruity aroma of apples is peeled off and emits even more intensely.

She handed it to Long Qingye, "President, please use it slowly."

Long Qingye looked at the apple in her hand and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The round apple fell to the ground and kept rolling, and then stopped when it hit the foot of the bed.

The feeling of being bound was heard from his hands, and he held her tightly with one big hand.

"President, President?" She was flattered.

"Yaoyu? I, I." Long Qingye hesitated for the first time.

I have been holding some words in my heart for a long time and want to find an opportunity to say them out at once.

He can't say it, why can't he say it?

"I, I."

The atmosphere was tense, and Long Qingye's voice was low, like a few muffled thunder in a cloudy day, which could hit her at any time.

The greater the force that clamps her, the more silent Long Qingye will be.

"President, can you let it go?"

Long Qingye shook her away as if he was throwing away some dangerous goods.

He was so white that he could see a circle of red blood on his wrist, which showed how strong he was.

Bai Yaoyu picked up the apple, and the flesh occupied a layer of dust.

She wanted to wash away the dust on it, and Long Qingye's deep voice came from behind, "Yaoyu, you know."

She didn't dare to look back, "President, I don't know, I don't want to know, I just want to keep the duties of an assistant, that's it!"
Chapter completed!