The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 33 Wound Inflammation
When dawn broke, the light in the room was not too strong.

"Um……"

Sweat dripped from Gong Che's forehead, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his dry and gray lips were slightly parted, his head was so light that he couldn't bear it, and he unconsciously let out a low moan of pain.

He was lying on his side with his back arched, and the distance between the double bed seemed to be separated by the Milky Way.

Xu Nian went to bed early, and at this time her consciousness gradually became clear. After a while, she felt the big bed trembling again, and she simply turned on the desk lamp.

Looking sideways at Gong Che, she found that his face was pale and dripping with cold sweat, her heart tightened subconsciously.

"Ache, what's wrong with you?"

Her slender hands climbed onto his shoulders, through a thin cotton pajamas, the abnormal body temperature burned Xu Nian's hands, and the next moment, she hastily turned him over and lay on his back.

She knew his discomfort and embarrassment at a glance.

Xu Nian felt his forehead with the back of her hand, it was unbelievably hot, she was startled, and prepared to get out of bed.

When she pulled her gaze back, she glanced at Gong Che's slightly clenched left hand, and the red traces revealed made her pupils shrink. What's going on?

The left hand was spread out, and the too obvious scar on the palm of the hand pierced into her eye like a needle.

When was he injured?In a blink of an eye, Xu Nian was annoyed, what an idiot he is, he didn't even treat the wound before going to sleep, he didn't even apply medicine, the wound should be inflamed and cause a fever, just burn him to death.

Although she was cursing in her heart, the distress and worry in her eyes were real.

"Ache, wake up...wake up..." Xu Nian patted his cheek lightly, trying to wake him up, but his consciousness was too dull, and his black eyes were lifted, as if covered by a layer of white mist, dazed. Visible weakness was revealed.

She had to help him lie down, got up and went to the bathroom.

A towel soaked in cold water was folded into blocks and placed on his forehead to relieve his body temperature.

Gong Che's frowning brows slowly relaxed, his lips were dry and peeled, it really didn't match his handsome image, it was a bit glaring.

There is no medicine box in the bedroom, so I have to go downstairs to find it.

With his appearance, Xu Nian didn't dare to delay, and hurried out of the room.

Last night, Kang Bo put the medicine box on the coffee table in the living room downstairs, and she saw it as soon as she went downstairs.

Xu Nian took the medicine box and hurried upstairs.

Only paying attention to the speed, he almost collided with Gong Ling who was about to go downstairs.

Gong Ling was wearing a set of white sportswear, sneakers, and a brand new towel hanging around his neck. This outfit was obviously for running in the morning and exercising.

"What's the matter, is Gong Che injured?"

Gong Ling's black eyes shining like obsidian locked onto the medicine box that Xu Nian was carrying in his hand. She was not injured, so only Gong Che was left. However, how could Gong Che be injured when he was so good?
Xu Nian hummed, and said, "Well, his left hand was hurt, he didn't take any medicine, and the wound became inflamed."

"Then call Zhou Yi to come over." While speaking, Gong Ling had already found out Zhou Yi's number and dialed it.

Zhou Yi is the person in charge of the Gong family's private medical team. He has excellent medical skills and is highly valued by Mr. Gong. Although Gong Che, Gong Ling and Zhou Yi are customers, they are actually friends and brothers.

"Alright." Xu Nian nodded, and then said, "I'll go back to my room first, and treat his wound first."

Gong Ling didn't feel like running in the morning, so she went back to her room and changed into a casual outfit, and sat in the living room waiting for Zhou Yi.

(End of this chapter)