Chapter 39 Su Qiao stayed to take care of him

Su Qiao paused and quickly pushed Fu Yanxiu into the wheelchair.

Fu Yanxiu sat down heavily and hissed, "Do you think I'm not hurt enough?"

Su Qiao pursed her lips, "Who told you to be dishonest?"

"Why am I not being honest?" Fu Yanxiu smiled angrily, "I only have one leg. If I don't hug you, I will fall down."

Su Qiao couldn't talk to him, he always had some crooked reasons, so he simply refused to answer and pushed him to the villa.

Entering the living room, she took out the medicine and said to Fang Zheng, "These medicines must be taken on time and the dressings must be changed on time. If you can't change the dressings, find a family doctor to do it. Or go to the hospital to change them."

After she finished explaining, she stood up and put her hands in her pockets, "I'm leaving first. You have a good rest."

Fu Yanxiu looked at her silently throughout the whole process. When she said this, he smiled coldly, "Where are you going? You really don't care about me?"

"It's not appropriate for me to stay."

"Why is it inappropriate?"

"Grandpa knows, it's inappropriate."

Fu Yanxiu nodded with enlightenment, "You're afraid of the old man. Okay, then let's go."

Su Qiao didn't expect that he would agree so readily. She looked at him suspiciously, then turned and left.

Just a few steps out, I heard Fu Yanxiu say, "Fang Zheng, take me back to my old house."

"Second Young Master, didn't you say you wanted to rest here?"

"No one is taking care of me here. There is a doctor in the old house."

"Second Young Master, what should I do if the old man asks you why you were injured?"

"Tell the truth." Fu Yanxiu said confidently, "I don't know how to lie."

Su Qiao, "..."

There's a fire burning in your heart, that feeling where you know the other person did it on purpose, but you can't do anything about it.

True Qi.

Fang Zheng agreed, pushed Fu Yanxiu and walked out, walking so fast.

When the two passed by Su Qiao, Su Qiao subconsciously grabbed Fu Yanxiu's sleeve.

Fang Zheng stopped at the right time. Fu Yanxiu slowly raised his eyes to look at Su Qiao and asked with dignity, "Why, you want to take me to the old house too?"

Su Qiao, "…” I endured it.

"I'll stay and take care of you."

Fu Yanxiu looked at Su Qiao for a while and asked, "Not forcing yourself?"

"Not reluctantly."

"Isn't it inappropriate?"

“No one is more suitable than me.”

Fu Yanxiu nodded in agreement, turned his head and said to Fang Zheng, "In that case, then I will stay?"

Fang Zheng, "Okay!" He turned around and pushed Fu Yanxiu back.

Su Qiao, "...Assistant Fang, I think if you don't become an assistant, you will be a good singer in the future."

Fang Zheng chuckled and didn't answer.

Fu Yanxiu gave Fang Zheng a look, and the latter immediately understood, "Ah, um, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Miss Su, the Second Young Master will leave it to you."

After saying that, without waiting for Su Qiao to say anything, he turned around and ran away, as if there was a dog chasing him behind him.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and Su Qiao stood there motionless.

Fu Yanxiu sat there motionless.

It took a long time before Su Qiao took the initiative to pick up the medicine on the table.

After sorting everything into categories, and getting the same ointment for reducing swelling, Su Qiao slowly picked it up and looked at it. Before he could finish reading, a big hand reached out and snatched it away.

Su Qiao paused, then asked slowly, "What kind of medicine is this?"

Fu Yanxiu hid the ointment in his pocket and said, "Nothing."

Su Qiao frowned, "Where else are you injured? Do you need to reduce the swelling?"

Fu Yanxiu remained calm and said, "Nowhere."

Su Qiao laughed angrily, "Fu Yanxiu, you asked me to stay, but you didn't tell me the truth. Fine, I'm leaving. You can ask a nurse to take care of you."

After saying that, Su Qiao stood up and was about to leave, but Fu Yanxiu stretched out his arm and pulled her back.

Su Qiao had her back to him, and Fu Yanxiu pulled her hand, "Come here and I'll tell you."

Su Qiao looked at him with amusement, "You and I are the only ones in this family, and you still want to whisper to me? What's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart?"

"Hiss, vulgar." Fu Yanxiu used force in his hands to pull Su Qiao down and squat, "Put your ear closer."

Su Qiao was reluctant, but still came forward.

Fu Yanxiu also moved forward, his thin lips almost touching Su Qiao's ears, and he whispered a few words.

The hot breath sprayed between Su Qiao's ears and neck, and with what he said, Su Qiao was stunned instantly.

After Fu Yanxiu finished speaking, he felt a little irritated when he saw her expression, and said angrily, "It's just a touch. Once the swelling subsides, it can still be used."

Su Qiao blinked her eyes and her cheeks turned redder, "Whether it can be used or not has nothing to do with me."

As she said that, she wanted to get up, but Fu Yanxiu suddenly pulled her over and sat on his lap. Fortunately, he injured his calf, so it didn't affect her.

Through the thin material of his pants, Su Qiao could feel the warmth of Fu Yanxiu's strong and strong legs.

"Buckwheat, why are you crossing the river and destroying the bridge?" Fu Yanxiu came close to her ear, and his thin lips brushed the tip of her ear vaguely.

"When you were using it, you asked me for whatever I wanted. Now that I've damaged it, you say it doesn't matter anymore?"

The tips of Su Qiao's ears turned red instantly, "How come I was the one who broke it?"

Fu Yanxiu smiled angrily, "When I was rolling down the hill, you hit my knee."

Su Qiao, "..."

She wanted to retort, but a certain memory suddenly rushed into her mind.

She didn't notice it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, it seems like, really, her knee did hit something, something.

She glanced down at that part subconsciously.

"Buckwheat, it hurts a bit. Please help me apply the medicine." Fu Yanxiu's charming voice sounded in Su Qiao's ears.

Fu Yanxiu lowered his head and nuzzled Su Qiao's neck with the tip of his nose.

It brought up a current and flowed through Su Qiao's body.

Su Qiao pursed her lips tightly, she didn't want to do it, "You can wipe it yourself, it's not like you don't have hands."

Fu Yanxiu lied with his eyes open, "I can't reach it, and I can't see it."

Su Qiao, "...Aren't you a germaphobe? How can others touch such a private part?"

"Well, you're not sterile?"

“…”

Having said that, Fu Yanxiu didn't give Su Qiao any chance at all. He just pressed the button and the electric wheelchair moved towards the elevator.

Su Qiao sat on him and was taken to the elevator and to the bedroom by him in a daze.

Enter and close the door.

Su Qiao reacted and jumped up.

Fu Yanxiu leaned against the bed calmly, "Qiaoqiao, change my clothes."

Su Qiao wants to say that you don’t have hands?

But forget it, he did it on purpose anyway, just to torment her.

Who asked her to cause Fu Yanxiu to get hurt?

Su Qiao went to the cloakroom and brought her nightgown, and then helped Fu Yanxiu take off his shirt.

It was difficult to take off his pants. Su Qiao was in trouble. After thinking about it, he went to the cloakroom and came out with a pair of scissors.

He walked towards Fu Yanxiu expressionlessly. The latter subconsciously covered his lower body and asked defensively, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing him like this, Su Qiao suddenly became playful and said, "It's already swollen anyway, so I might as well just cut it off."

Fu Yanxiu, "..."

A chill came up from his tailbone.