Chapter 602 Even if I don’t want to be a substitute, I can be a servant
Lu Tingchuan couldn't help but frown as he looked at the injuries. The rotten flesh on the surface already had a smell, and it had to be cleaned with disinfectant, scraped off the rotten flesh and then reapplied with medicine. This kind of injury should have been treated with anesthetic, but Lu Tingchuan was too lazy to do it and just scraped off a layer of skin with a scalpel.
Shen Qing was awakened by the pain from her sleep and cried out "Ugh...", but she couldn't shout out the pain, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
She felt weak all over, like a puddle of mud. She wanted to struggle but couldn't. She finally raised her eyelids, and when she saw that the person in front of her was Lu Tingchuan, she quickly gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making any sound, and the tears that were falling from the corners of her eyes stopped abruptly.
She knew that Lu Tingchuan didn't like her crying, so she had to hold it in no matter how upset she was.
But my back hurts so much. I scrape off the skin and flesh, and use a knife to rub the fresh flesh underneath the rotten flesh. The pain is heart-wrenching.
After scraping off the layer of rotten flesh, Shen Qing broke out in cold sweat all over his body.
Seeing that she had woken up, Lu Tingchuan asked casually, "Why didn't you tell me about your back injury?"
Shen Qing didn't know how to answer, so he just shook his head.
Lu Tingchuan liked to tinker with some medicines by himself. He was familiar with some pharmacology. He found an anti-inflammatory drug, first disinfected the wound with disinfectant, then applied the medicine and covered it with gauze.
After doing this, he took out two fever-reducing pills and asked Shen Qing to take them.
Shen Qing took the medicine obediently. She felt a little sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep. She wanted to keep looking at Lu Tingchuan. As long as he was by her side, her eyes were filled with his shadow.
"Why are you staring at me?" Lu Tingchuan asked.
"Mr. Lu..." Shen Qing paused and said foolishly, "It looks good."
Lu Tingchuan was indeed good-looking, with a figure comparable to that of an international supermodel. The soft lighting made his bare face look even more exquisite. His eyes were the most charming, with naturally pink tails that curled slightly upwards. His eyelashes were long and black, like a butterfly resting on them. His eyebrows and eyes were black, and his thin lips were pink.
A slight smile, so charming and unparalleled, like the sunshine in early spring, melting the ice and snow.
Lu Tingchuan's hair is slightly long, reaching his shoulders. He doesn't like to style it, so he lets it hang loosely at the back of his head. Sometimes he would tie it into a small braid. Few men can handle long hair, and Lu Tingchuan is one of the few. His long hair does not make him look feminine, but instead brings out his sharp and fierce aura to the best degree, which is somewhat deceptive.
Lu Tingchuan is the most handsome person Shen Qing has ever seen.
As long as I keep staring at him like this, the pain in my body seems to disappear.
She really...really, really likes Mr. Lu.
Her eyes became even redder, and a bitter taste rose in her throat, rushing to her nasal cavity, making her feel so sour and uncomfortable.
She stared at the water cup in Lu Tingchuan's hand and choked out a sob, "This is the first time someone has stayed by my side when I was sick."
The little rabbit with red eyes became even more adorable when she cried. Lu Tingchuan put down the cup in his hand and raised his hand to rub her head.
Lu Tingchuan wanted to laugh.
Look, just by spending a little time with her, she forgot who was responsible for her back injury.
Lu Tingchuan curled his lips and asked, "Are you feeling a bit tired from filming recently?"
Shen Qing shook his head: "Not tiring." This job is much better than before, and he can also make money.
"You're sick now. I've asked the crew to suspend filming. You'll stay at home for now. Once your wound heals, I'll take you to get your scar removed."
Shen Qing nodded obediently.
The wound on his back felt much better after applying medicine, but it still hurt. The weather was hot, so Shen Qing was reluctant to use electricity and didn't turn on the air conditioner. He fanned himself with a fan because his body was hot. The wound couldn't come into contact with water, so taking a bath became a big problem. He could only rinse the front and wipe the back gently with a towel, avoiding the wound.
After ten days of treatment, the wound finally scarred. After the pain disappeared, it became itchy, which meant that the flesh inside had grown again. Shen Qing didn't dare to scratch it with her hands. She touched it and found it was a big piece. She knew it was ugly without looking in the mirror.
Lu Tingchuan seemed to be disgusted by the injury on her back. He used to ask her to wear a red dress every time he came, but now he didn't let her wear it.
Shen Qing wears a simple T-shirt every day and is busy inside and outside. She only has a back injury, not a paralyzed hand. She is the one who buys groceries, cleans the house, and cooks on weekdays.
When Shen Qing first came here, there was an aunt there. Later, when Lu Tingchuan saw that Shen Qing could clean the house better, he dismissed the extra aunt.
Shen Qing, who had something to do, felt more comfortable. When she first stepped in here, she felt like a rat that suddenly broke in, so out of place.
Shen Qing is very good at taking care of people and has a talent for being a servant. To be honest, no one has ever taken care of him so comfortably.
It was a heavenly feeling of comfort. In just three days, she had grasped all of Lu Tingchuan's preferences and daily routines. She understood what he meant without Lu Tingchuan saying a word.
She got up in the morning and made breakfast before dawn, put the hot water in at the right time, squeezed the toothpaste, and even placed the towel in the place that was most convenient for Lu Tingchuan.
She was also very efficient at cleaning. Lu Tingchuan would take the clothes he took off after taking a shower to the laundry to wash, but with Shen Qing, the assistant no longer had to make this trip, because the clothes washed by Shen would be cleaner than those washed by the professional laundry staff in the laundry.
Especially the high-end shirts, all of which were washed by Shen Qing by hand. Seeing how good she was at washing, Lu Tingchuan simply bought a dry cleaning machine and set up a laundry room.
Use antibacterial laundry detergent, and then use Jiumu fragrance to fumigate your shirt after washing and drying.
The scent of Jiumuxiang can soothe the mood and regulate emotions.
With such a caring woman, who would be willing to let her go? Even if you don't want her to be a substitute, then she can be a servant.
Unfortunately, it’s not possible... The Li family cannot tolerate the existence of such a little thing.
Moreover, after spending a long time with Shen Qing, he would become more and more dependent on her for her care and care about her. This was not a good sign. Lu Tingchuan hated this feeling.
The wound healed and the scar on the back gradually fell off. The new flesh was pink, not ugly, but it always looked a bit abrupt on the snow-white back.
Lu Tingchuan decided to take Shen Qing to have scar removal surgery and asked her to wait for him at home.
Shen Qing had nothing to do so she started cleaning again. Today she mainly cleaned Lu Tingchuan's room. She opened the curtains and windows to let in some fresh air.
There were a lot of things on Lu Tingchuan's computer desk. She sorted them out one by one and put them back to their original places. When she picked up the mouse, the computer suddenly lit up, and the sudden bright light scared her.
Lu Tingchuan forgot to turn off the computer.
Shen Qing was looking at the computer and was about to turn it off when she saw a folder with the note "Chen Zhichu"
These three words instantly attracted Shen Qing's attention. "Chen Zhichu" was the new name Lu Tingchuan gave her. It was a new name and also a stage name for her work.
Now that this name appears on the computer screen, it doesn't look right no matter how I look at it.
Shen Qing retracted his hand and was about to turn it off, but his right hand grasped the mouse and clicked it.
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