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60. do you want to kiss it?

Frankly speaking, Zhuo Jingheng feels that Zhou Zhiyu is talking nonsense, if it doesn't hurt when touched, what else should the doctor do?

But for the sake of Zhou Zhiyu was indeed injured, he did not pay attention to the details, but raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then do you want to blow again and kiss?"

Zhou Zhiyu was stunned, and couldn't help but imagine it according to his words, and suddenly felt a little ape.

He put his arm around Zhuo Jingheng's waist and said with a smile: "If you can, it is naturally the best."

Zhuo Jingheng snorted angrily, hugged his neck, and kissed him heavily on the lips: "Is this okay?"

This is naturally not enough, Zhou Zhiyu chased his lips, wanting to ask for more, but was stopped by Zhuo Jingheng.

"Don't make trouble, I'm here to help you change the dressing, Grandpa Jiang said, your injuries must be taken care of so that they can get better quickly."

Zhou Zhiyu let go of him unexpectedly, obediently allowing Zhuo Jingheng to unbutton his shirt, pull down the placket, and reveal a neatly bandaged wound.

Zhuo Jingheng's movements were much more skillful than the night before, and soon helped Zhou Zhiyu change the wound medicine and wrap the bandage, and said with a sigh of relief: "Grandpa Jiang's medicine is really effective, and your injury has begun to improve." "

Zhou Zhiyu was lucky, did not hurt his muscles and bones, as long as he was not infected, he would recover relatively quickly.

Zhou Zhiyu pulled him over, dropped a light kiss on his lips, and whispered, "Xiao Heng, you have worked hard."

Zhuo Jingheng is now pregnant with a child, and he has to drink medicine, but he still has to divide his energy to take care of him, and Zhou Zhiyu feels very sorry in his heart.

He originally wanted to find Han Jing or Li Bo to help him change the medicine, but Zhuo Jingheng did not agree, and had to help him personally, but Zhou Zhiyu couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

But frankly speaking, the taste of being taken care of by someone you like is indeed different from dealing with others, Zhou Zhiyu only feels that the shoulder that has been paining is not so uncomfortable, and his slightly pale face is a little more bloody.

He held Zhuo Jingheng's hand and said softly: "Jing's side has already solved the trouble-finding directors, your father and eldest brother are fine, but they are very tired after a busy night, I asked people to send them back to rest first."

Zhuo Jingheng looked at him with some anxiety: "Uncle Zhou, what you said in the hospital, everyone in my family knows it?"

Zhou Zhiyu smiled and said: "I didn't deliberately hide it, Shaoting must already know, as for Brother Jing... Maybe wait for him to wake up."

Zhuo Jingheng sighed and said with a sad face: "If Dad knew that you planned to marry me, his jaw would definitely drop in surprise."

As soon as Zhou Zhiyu wanted to speak, he suddenly saw the mobile phone screen light up, and couldn't help but smile: "Say that Cao Cao arrived, your eldest brother called."

He did not shy away from Zhuo Jingheng, directly picked up the phone in front of him, turned on the hands-free, and placed it on the table.

Wei Shaoting's cold voice soon came out: "Zhou Zhiyu, my father and I are going to you now, and we will arrive in about ten minutes."

When he spoke to Zhou Zhiyu, his tone was still very stiff, as if he was holding back his anger.

Zhou Zhiyu just didn't hear it, and his tone was as always smiling: "Brother Jing worked all night, why don't you rest for a while?"