Unveiling Her Innocence: Drive Me Wild

Chapter 24 Unintentional Cuts

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update is the latest chapter of Marriage First, Beloved: President's avatar!Jiang Jing didn't drink the macchiato that Fu Jinrong had just given her, but put the macchiato aside. She smiled and said to Fu Jinrong, "I will cut this apple first."

Then he turned his eyes to Su Muzhi and said to Su Muzhi: "Brother Mu, knowing that you can't drink these drinks now, I, I will cut the apple first. You can eat the apple first, and wait for your illness to recover. Let’s go drink together again.”

Su Muzhi knew that his body might not be suitable for drinking drinks containing various additives in his life, but in the face of Jiang Jing's invitation to the future, he seemed to have forgotten his body's sore spots.

"Okay, I'll eat apples first." Although I was almost taken over by Fu Jinrong just now, Su Mu doesn't care a bit. What if you Fu Jinrong had the upper hand just now? Now Jiang Jing is still focused on giving herself Peel the apple?!

For Su Muzhi, the apples that Jiang Jing personally cut were 10,000 times better than any drink in the world.

Fu Jinrong put down the coffee in his hand. He ignored the faintly provocative gaze from Su Muzhi. He just looked at Jiang Jing and said: "I'll come, you drink Macchiato while it's hot, you I haven't eaten anything since morning."

Su Mu couldn't help but feel very anxious when he heard that Jiang Jing hadn't eaten until now.

"Xiao Jing, why haven't you eaten until now?" Su Muzhi looked at Jiang Jing's side face. Jiang Jing's cheeks were originally small, but now her temples fell because of her lowered head and apples. , It seems that Jiang Jing's face is small, only the pointed chin is slightly exposed, which makes people feel a deep pity.

Jiang Jing was peeling the apple peel, but she was a little surprised by Su Muzhi's questioning. When she was not careful, her finger was cut with a fruit knife.

The wound was not big, but because it was on the fingertips, the red blood was especially obvious on Jiang Jing's white fingertips.

When Fu Jinrong saw the blood on the tip of Jiang Jing's hand, he became a little excited. He took a step forward, grabbed Jiang Jing's hand, and pulled the tip of his finger to his eyes, carefully looking at the wound on the fingertip. .

"How is it, does it hurt?" Fu Jinrong was looking at the wound, carefully figuring out the size of the wound, and looking at Jiang Jing's face, for fear of Jiang Jing's discomfort.

Jiang Jing was not scared by this sudden cut, but she was scared by Fu Jinrong's attitude at this time.She didn't expect that Fu Jinrong would be so concerned about just such a trivial wound, and her heart suddenly seemed to flood with warmth.

Jiang Jing pretended to inadvertently answer Fu Jinrong: "It's nothing, but a small wound."

Fu Jinrong's eyebrows wrinkled: "What small wound, pay attention to everything. This is cut by a knife. What if you get tetanus? No, let's go to the surgery for an injection, so rest assured."

Although Jiang Jing was extraordinarily independent since she was a child, and more open-minded than ordinary girls, she was also afraid of injections since she was a child. Therefore, when she heard Fu Jinrong said that she was going to break the cold, she immediately retracted her from Fu Jinrong's hands. hand.

"What are you fooling around, such a small wound, the injection is too exaggerated, I am not going, I have to go by yourself." After speaking, he pouted at Fu Jinrong like a child.

Fu Jinrong looked at Jiang Jing's face curiously and amusingly. He also guessed that Jiang Jing was probably afraid of injections and wanted to puncture her, but thought that she might quarrel with himself again and hurt her wounds.

Fu Jinrong gave up, and had no choice but to turn around and leave the ward, ready to get a band-aid from the nurse on duty.

When he saw Jiang Jing's hand cut, Su Muzhi's heart was very anxious. His body even slightly lifted up. However, when he was about to ask Jiang Jing how he was doing, One step ahead by Fu Jinrong.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them just now, Su Muzhi's heart also relaxed. It seems that Jiang Jing's wound is not a major problem, but Jiang Jing's next pouting and coquettish appearance is what Su Muzhi has always been. Haven't seen it.

In the eyes of Su Muzhi, Jiang Jing has always been a girl with a steady and generous work. Even if they grew up playing together since childhood, Jiang Jing rarely has such a silly look.

Such a childish Jiang Jing has never been seen in Su Muzhi's memory. Could it be that Jiang Jing has changed in just a dozen days?

Does this Fu Jinrong really have such great magic power?

Or is Jiang Jing still feeling for him silently in her heart even though she does not admit it?

Su Muzhi didn't dare to think about it, he just felt that he was waiting for my heart to sink slowly, bit by bit, as if he was about to enter an endless abyss.

Fu Jinrong returned to the ward very quickly. He took a small medicine box and said to Jiang Jing: "You get on the sofa and I will bandage it for you."

Jiang Jing looked at the small medicine box in Fu Jinrong's hand, and was a little bit dumbfounded: "You can get a band-aid, why is it so exaggerated, I am just a small wound."

However, despite saying so, Jiang Jing sat down on the sofa honestly, stretched out her hand, and handed it to Fu Jinrong.

Fu Jinrong took out the iodophor from the medicine box, and just wanted to apply it to Jiang Jing, but he didn't expect that Su Muzhi, who had been silent on the side, said: "You lighten up, Xiao Jing is afraid of pain."

Fu Jinrong himself was a little angry because Jiang Jing was helping Su Muzhi to cut the apples that hurt him. Now Su Muzhi still has to teach himself how to deal with Jiang Jing's wounds. Fu Jinrong feels a little anger in his heart. Some are difficult to extinguish.

He didn't make a sound, pretending that he didn't hear Su Muzhi's words, but still carefully used iodophor to clean Jiang Jing's wound, and then found a band-aid in the medicine box and carefully applied it to Jiang Jing's wound.

After handling all this, Fu Jinrong stood up, he walked straight to Su Muzhi's bed, looked at Su Muzhi and said, "I don't need you to teach me what to do."

Su Mu said helplessly: "I don't want to teach you, but I just want you not to hurt Xiao Jing." Su Muzhi's tone seemed to have suffered endless grievances, and he took a look at Jiang with a special look. Quiet.

At this time Jiang Jing also frowned, looking at their confrontation, as if she didn't mean to blend in.

When Fu Jinrong heard Su Muzhi say this, he felt uncomfortable and dared to act. What does this Su Muzhi mean? Does he want to be a villain who stabbed a knife in the back?

"Who on earth hurt Xiao Jing? How could Xiao Jing be hurt if she didn't peel the apple for you?!" Fu Jinrong looked at Su Muzhi with some anger.