Chapter 29 The shy little girl

The elevator rises at a constant speed.

The space is closed on all sides, and you can hear the sound of wind in the elevator shaft and the sound of raindrops on the umbrella handle.

And the most unignorable thing is the sound of breathing.

Zhu Shan stood facing the elevator wall, and her cheeks could be printed on the elevator wall of Mingtang.

Somewhat red.

There is also a big word 'sorrow' printed on her forehead.

Ling Xiao said, "Take off your raincoat."

Zhu Shan said "Oh", then untied her raincoat, turned around and handed it to Ling Xiao.

Although he had an umbrella, he was still wet.

He took off his suit jacket and hung it on his arm. The shoulders and heart of his shirt were soaked and stuck tightly to his skin.

The muscle lines were outlined. Zhu Shan looked up and saw rainwater hanging from the corner of his mandible.

The aggression in his brows and eyes was weakened by the rain, and there was a hint of sadness.

It makes people want to help him wipe off the coldness.

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at Zhu Shan.

Immediately, his eyes were fixed on the raincoat in front of him, and then he raised his eyelids, "Turn around."

"???"

Although Zhu Shan didn't know why, she did as she was told. She took back her raincoat and turned away from him.

"Let me see the injury on your back."

When these words reached her eardrums, Zhu Shan didn't realize anything until she felt slightly cool fingers brushing against the skin of her shoulders, and her whole body froze instantly.

Her hair was pushed up to her left shoulder, which made her ears feel numb and itchy.

"It's not wet." Ling Xiao said softly.

The elevator door seemed to be charged, and it was opened in time with a wink.

Zhu Shan concealed her panic and walked out quickly.

After opening the door and hanging the raincoat in a fixed place, Zhu Shan quickly changed her shoes and wanted to go back to the room.

She felt uncomfortable all over at the moment.

Like anxiety, but also like depression.

Ling Xiao glanced at Zhu Shan and said in a calm tone, "Take the oral medicine first. I'll change your clothes and then change your medicine."

"oh."

After Ling Xiao returned to the room, Zhu Shan was not in a hurry to return to the room.

She sat on a high stool at the bar, looking at the water glass and medicine in front of her, but the scene in the elevator just now came to her mind.

The drops of water followed the lines of his cheeks, turned around, and finally soaked into his shirt.

Ling Xiao seems to have a pretty good figure.

Just didn't look carefully.

Zhu Shan shuddered and shook her head, "Calm down! Calm down!"

After gathering her thoughts, Zhu Shan picked up the medicine and stuffed it into her mouth, then swallowed it with warm water.

After taking the medicine, she jumped off the high stool and suddenly stopped.

She turned around and grabbed the pill box on the table.

- Cefadroxil capsules.

Zhu Shan stood on tiptoes, twisted her waist, and sat back on the high stool.

Although she didn't know much about this medicine, the doctor prescribed it because she had trauma.

So it is not difficult to speculate that this should be a medicine to prevent wound infection.

But today at Yang Mao School, when Zhu Shan handed Fang Xinnuo water, this medicine was on the bedside table.

Fang Xinnuo obviously had a cold, but he didn't see the cold medicine on the bedside.

Why is this medicine?

Zhu Shan found the instruction manual and carefully considered each sentence.

This is a bactericidal antibacterial drug.

Her whole heart suddenly hung up.

However, it cannot be ruled out that this is medicine they have used before, but they have never picked it up.

Zhu Shan could only keep looking for reasons to convince herself that she was overthinking. After all, her suspicions this afternoon were ridiculous enough, and now it was just because of a box of medicine.

Zhu Shan scratched his hair in frustration.

She still felt that it was wrong.

Something is very wrong.

She has been to Yang Maoxue's home many times. It is very, very tidy, and everything seems to have a fixed place.

Zhai Honghui also joked that this family must love to clean up to be able to do this.

So, why do you keep the old medicine there and not pick it up?

Also, Fang Xinnuo said she was infected with the flu. She didn't go out much, so where could she get the infection?

In addition, influenza is extremely contagious. This is common sense, and most people will be extra vigilant.

Not to mention Yang Mao's good studies, even when Zhu Shan came close to Fang Xinnuo, the couple did not think about the problem of infection.

Plus that room is completely airtight.

Normally, shouldn't there be more ventilation?

Isn’t it easier to get infected in a closed room?

Could it be that it’s really not a cold?

Could it be that Fang Xinnuo was really taking the medicine?

Could it be that she was really hurt?

The more Zhu Shan thought about it, the more panicked she became. Wang Huili's face appeared in her mind, and Fang Xinnuo's face appeared in her mind.

After two minutes, the battle between heaven and man in Zhu Shan's head came to an end.

She gave a muffled "hmm", grabbed the medicine box and went to Ling Xiao's room.

She didn't know if Ling Xiao would answer her questions, she was confused.

So, when I saw the door handle, I didn't think much, I subconsciously reached out and turned it open.

The light was on in the room, which was extremely bright.

The rain was still beating fiercely outside the glass window opposite, but it was quiet inside.

Zhu Shan glanced around and saw no one, so she took two more steps inside.

When she was wondering how this person disappeared out of thin air, there was a slight sound on the left.

Zhu Shan turned her head towards the source of the sound.

The invisible door slowly opened, and Ling Xiao walked out of it, filled with heat.

He only wore a bath towel around his waist, his upper body was naked, and his muscle lines were clearly exposed.

At this time, Zhu Shan actually thought of her regret in the elevator just now, and then made up the answer in her heart.

——This time, look carefully.

Ling Xiao's skin is fair, and he must have just taken a hot bath at this moment, and is slightly red.

The water at the end of his hair fell down his neck, sticking to the red skin and sliding slowly.

He held a white towel in his right hand and put it on his head. He folded his arms and wiped them slowly and randomly.

Then he slowly walked to the bed, bent slightly to touch the phone, and his abdominal muscles undulated slightly with his movements.

Zhu Shan's eyes fell on his waist and abdomen, and she always felt that the towel would fall off in the next second.

Didn’t that become a R-rated movie?

She hasn't seen it yet.

Are you going to learn something new today?

impossible! ! !

Zhu Shan wanted to exit the room, but as soon as her legs moved, they went limp uncontrollably, and then she sat down on the ground.

Ling Xiao finally noticed the movement next to him. He turned slightly, his brows gradually tightening visibly.

The moment their eyes met, Zhu Shan felt the lightning outside the window strike her.

Time seems to be frozen.

A person with his head lowered looked at the person sitting on the ground.

A man looked up at the person standing in front of him.

Five seconds later, the time gear turns again.

Because Ling Xiao was the first to react.

But the reaction was just to continue the wiping action with his right hand.

He didn't even look away from Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan felt a heat coming from her chest, spreading along her neck, up her cheeks, and straight to her forehead.

She swallowed, her eyelashes fluttered twice in panic, and she leaned forward.

Her little face was gently buried on the floor, and her long black hair was spread out.

Her T-shirt was off-white, but the exposed skin on her shoulders and back was fairer than the T-shirt.

Zhu Shan was the first to accuse, crying like a little girl shyly, "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Ling Xiao felt that her action was like a funny kneel down emoticon.

Then he laughed angrily, "You came to my room without knocking, do you blame me for not wearing clothes?"

"..."

His tone was slightly dragging, "Is Pengci bumping into the door?"

Zhu Shan blushed at the words, turned around on her stomach, and crawled towards the door like a shrunken turtle.

After crawling two steps, she paused again and touched the ground randomly with her backhand. She didn't continue to move toward the door until she grabbed the medicine box in her hand.

Ling Xiao opened the corners of his mouth, and even his eyebrows were tinged with a smile.

"Shy little girl." He added slowly and slowly, "Close the door."

Zhu Shan didn't look back, she touched it with her backhand, grabbed the eaves of the door and pulled it, and the door closed automatically.

The moment the door closed, Zhu Shan jumped up from the ground, fled back to the room, and dove into the bed.

The sudden pain in her forehead made her hiss.

But such intense pain made it impossible for her to escape that the scene just now actually happened in real life.

She is obviously a person who loves life and cherishes it very much.

But now, I don’t want to see the sun tomorrow again.

But the sun will not accommodate anyone, and neither will Ling Xiao.

He knocked on the door and said calmly, "Shanshan, come out and change the dressing."

Zhu Shan covered her ears and did not respond.

"Don't be shy, come out!"

Zhu Shan, "..."

This is not giving any face.

Zhu Shan even suspected that she was the one without clothes, and it was Ling Xiao who accidentally spied on him.

The word 'peeping' reminded Zhu Shan of something she shouldn't have thought.

She hammered the bed twice, "Right away."

Zhu Shan deliberately changed into a pair of loose pants, then gathered herself and went out.

Ling Xiao was sitting on the sofa, using scissors to cut the gauze into rectangular pieces.

He was already wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants, but Zhu Shan felt as if she suddenly had a special power, able to clearly outline what was under his clothes...

Can't think about it!

Can't think about it! !

Zhu Shan walked over and sat one meter away from Lingxiao. She glanced at him several times and murmured, "My trousers are wet. I just changed my trousers. I'm not shy."

Ling Xiao didn't even raise his eyelids and gave a faint "hmm".

Zhu Shan felt that this 'hmm' could be interpreted as a short essay of 300 words, and the central idea was 'you don't have three hundred taels of silver here'.

Ling Xiao put down the scissors, "Turn around."

"Ah?" Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, then turned around.

She felt the sofa bounce up slightly, then sink heavily.

Ling Xiao sat over and lifted Zhu Shan's hair again.

He gently tore off the gauze and applied the potion with cotton cloth.

It hurts a little, but it's bearable. Zhu Shan turned her head and said, "Ling Xiao, take a picture of me."

Afraid that he wouldn't understand, Zhu Shan added, "Pat the wound."

Ling Xiao took out his phone, took a picture, and handed it to Zhu Shan.

When Zhu Shan was injured yesterday, she felt the most pain in her back shoulder, which was more painful than the wound on her forehead.

You don’t know this by looking at it, but you’ll be shocked when you see it.

It couldn't be described as a scratch. The entire skin was completely worn away. Under the yellow medicine, blood-red tender flesh was revealed.

Zhu Shan frowned, "Is it so serious?"

"What do you think?"

"..." Zhu Shan put down her phone gloomily.

Initially, she didn't feel much pain just now, but after seeing the photo, she was inexplicably focused on feeling the pain.

So he shrugged his shoulders.

Ling Xiao's men paused, "Why are you nervous? Are you still shy?"

"..." Can this topic end?

Ling Xiao changed a piece of cotton cloth, gently applied the medicine, and said in a leisurely tone, "What haven't you seen before?"

"...I, when have I seen you before? Don't rely on others."

"Last Qingming Festival."

"?"

"Didn't you also look at Ling Yue?"

Ling Yue?

It seems like that's the case.

Thinking of Ling Yue's shy look covering her chest, Zhu Shan almost laughed out loud.

She came back to her senses and whispered softly, "This is different."

"What's the difference?"

"..." Ling Yue doesn't have a crush on me, of course it's different.

Ling Xiao snorted lightly and cut off the bandage, "You should really think about it."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Why is it different?"

Before Zhu Shan could respond, Ling Xiao added, "The wound on the right arm is exposed."

Zhu Shan didn't notice, and before she knew it, the wound on her back shoulder was treated.

She was depressed at the moment. When she heard Ling Xiao's words, she raised her left hand, pulled the cuff down, and exposed her entire right shoulder.

Zhu Shan's figure is not thin, nor does she have the popular right-angled shoulders, and her chain bones are shallow.

So Ling Xiao saw the girl's fair and round shoulders from behind.

It is the sharpness that distinguishes men.

Zhu Shan felt a cold feeling on her arm, which didn't hurt at all, so she focused on the medicine box in her hand.

Zhu Shan, "Ling Xiao, the doctor prescribed this to me, 'cefadroxil capsules', which are bactericidal antibacterial drugs, which are used to fight bacterial infections in trauma."

"Um."

"But when I went to Yang Mao's home today, his wife seemed to be taking this medicine, but he said she had a viral cold."

"Um."

"So he lied?"

"Um."

Zhu Shan's eyelashes trembled, she turned around slightly, her voice of surprise rising to the top of her voice unconsciously, "Huh? You think so too?"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, "Turn around."