When Han Jingmo stood in front of her with his arms outstretched, in a lazy and trusting manner, Lu Wanwan was completely stunned.

She was stunned by his appearance of being at the mercy of others, but she still had her wits about her shoulders and pretended to be kind and caring: "It's cold now, you might catch a cold, so don't take it off."

"Okay." Han Jingmo agreed calmly.

"..." Shit, Lu Wanwan wanted to slap herself in the face, but she was quick-witted and tried to save the situation: "But don't take it off, it will be even colder if the clothes get wet."

"That's right." Han Jingmo looked like he would believe anything you said.

Lu Wanwan's eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at him cautiously, then slowly stretched out her sinful hand and covered the clothes on the delicate body of the Korean beauty...

She lifted the hem of the clothes, exposing her thin abdominal muscles. Her fingers rubbed his warm skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold air. Lu Wanwan's fingertips trembled, and her hands that were taking off the clothes suddenly stopped: "I'm still worried that you will catch a cold."

Han Jingmo said.

Lu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and finally her conscience was stronger than her infatuation, and she helped him put his clothes in order: "You are still injured, and it will be more troublesome if you catch a cold and fever."

"Okay." Han Jingmo nodded.

"Why do I feel that," Lu Wanwan narrowed her eyes, "you are a little abnormal tonight."

"Really?"

"You suddenly become so easy to talk to, I am a little scared." He does whatever she says, this is not scientific!

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to her: "How do you want to be so difficult to talk to?"

Lu Wanwan was surprised by his action and slightly widened her eyes.

The two were very close to each other, so close that she could see her figure reflected in his cold, black and clear eyes, and his expression was a little dull.

Lu Wanwan blinked, quickly adjusted her facial expression, trying to save her image, and said dryly: "It's okay for you to be happy."

Han Jingmo said nothing, looking at her with burning eyes.

This reaction... Lu Wanwan felt strange, did he know something?

Damn! No way!

Lu Wanwan turned away guiltily, glancing across his thin lips, which were somewhat morbidly pale, and her heart tightened: "Hurry up and wash up, and go to bed early."

Han Jingmo hummed and straightened up.

Lu Wanwan began to reflect on himself, thinking that he had not done anything excessive today. After

thinking for a while, he could not come up with an idea, and finally came to the conclusion that Han Jingmo might be sick.

She put her mind at ease and put into use what she had learned in her life, massaging his scalp while washing his hair, but she did not expect that the beautiful Han would deny it after enjoying it, and pushed her out when taking a shower. It was

completely a case of crossing the river and destroying the bridge! It was like killing the donkey after unloading the

mill!

Otherwise, he could have pushed her out after taking off his clothes!

Lu Wanwan leaned on the doorway, looking hopeless.

Ten minutes later.

Han Jingmo came out of the bathroom and saw her looking up at the sky with tears in her eyes like a salted fish. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Then help me wipe my hair." Han Jingmo threw the towel into her hand.

"I'm curious, how can you order me around so confidently? Does

n't your conscience hurt?" "No."

"Aren't you ashamed of your laziness?"

"No."

Lu Wanwan said indifferently, "You are too tall, sit down."

Han Jingmo sat down obediently.

Lu Wanwan carefully checked his injured arm, "Did you touch the water?"

"No."

"You are so good."

"..." Han Jingmo looked up at her, feeling a little helpless.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Wanwan glared at him fiercely, but her hands were gently wiping his hair: "You asked me to stay away before, what did you say to your grandfather?"

"What happened tonight."

"Then do you know who the young master Nanchen is talking about?"

"I don't know." Han Jingmo lied without changing his expression.

Lu Wanwan frowned slightly, and had a guess in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it.

When the hair was half dry, Lu Wanwan took the towel away: "Okay, go back to bed."

"Okay." Han Jingmo got up, picked up the storage basket of clothes, and walked out of the room.

Lu Wanwan looked at his back, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Song Chi: What reason did you use to ask for leave?

Song Chi: Acute gastroenteritis. They said you two ate something that upset your stomach.

Lu Wanwan: Sure. If the disease is serious, you can take a week off.

Song Chi: That’s what I thought.

Lu Wanwan: Then when you tell Lin Wei, say it’s acute gastroenteritis.

Since you’ve already asked for leave from the crew, it’s impossible to hide it from Lin Wei. It’s better to tell everyone that it’s gastroenteritis.

Song Chi has a lot of experience as an assistant. He didn’t ask Han Jingmo what happened to him, and Lu Wanwan didn’t feel it was difficult to do so.

He sent another message to Lu Guanghan: I’ve taken two days off.

Lu Guanghan: What’s the matter?

Lu Wanwan: Han Jingmo has acute gastroenteritis. I’ll take care of him.

Lu Guanghan: Does he need you to take care of him?

Lu Wanwan: You have to perform well at times like this.

Lu Guanghan: ...Are you in the hospital now?

Lu Wanwan: No, I'm at his house.

Lu Guanghan: ...Okay, this conversation ends here, I'm going to block you.

Lu Wanwan: No, I'll send you a red envelope.

However, before the red envelope was sent out, Lu Guanghan decisively added her to the blacklist, and she couldn't be added back after several attempts.

Lu Wanwan broke into a cold sweat.

The next day, Dr. Xu came in person to change Han Jingmo's dressing.

Lu Wanwan watched from the side, the wound was bloody and she couldn't bear to look at it. She couldn't imagine how much pain Han Jingmo had endured.

Because from birth to now, she had never experienced this kind of pain.

And Han Jingmo, from beginning to end, remained calm and composed. When asked if it hurt, he would say it hurt, but he would either say it in a lazy tone or answer with a faint smile, which made Lu Wanwan feel distressed.

However, no matter how distressed she was, she couldn't help but get angry, because every time Han Jingmo answered, he would ask her to do something. The last time was to wash apples, the time before was to peel oranges, and this time was to crack walnuts.

What made her even more angry was that she asked why he was cracking walnuts.

Han Jingmo replied, to replenish your brain.

Lu Wanwan was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

However, she still asked happily: "Does it still hurt now?"

Han Jingmo answered in cooperation: "It hurts a lot." Then he instructed her to peel the pistachio.

Lu Wanwan felt that they were both sick and very sick, so he got excited and crushed a pistachio with his bare hands.

Han Jingmo was surprised and looked her up and down for several times: "Does your hand hurt?"

"No."

"Then stay away from me for a while."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll crush me."

"..." Lu Wanwan got angry and crushed another pistachio!

The two-day vacation ended quickly. The old man didn't want him to go back. He wanted to completely heal his injury before leaving.

Lu Wanwan also thinks so, but Han Jingmo is determined to return to the crew and seems to be very eager to devote himself to work. He is really strong-willed despite his disability, which is very commendable.