Chapter 88 Applying Medicine to Her
"Because you weren't the only one who drugged Liang Yuxin that day."
Bo Jinyan dipped a cotton swab in the ointment, looked up and gazed at her face, his voice deep and resonant.
Sang Ruo's surprise deepened: "What do you mean? Did she drug Fu Chenqing that day too? Why would she do that?"
"He set up this scheme because he wanted the two of you to have sex."
The man reached out his well-defined knuckles, lifted her chin, pinched her face, and tilted it slightly to one side.
That faint blush instantly came into view.
Bo Jinyan's upper eyelashes trembled slightly.
“Mr. Bo, you don’t need to trouble yourself with such a small matter. I can handle it myself.”
Sang Ruo quickly reached out her hand, intending to take the cotton swab from his hand.
"Don't move."
The man's deep voice reached her ears, carrying an irresistible quality.
Sang Ruo stopped what she was doing immediately and obediently let him do as he pleased.
When Bo Jinyan applied the ointment to her face, it stung a little, and Sang Ruo couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly.
"He hit so hard, and you didn't even try to dodge. You got slapped for nothing."
"It wasn't for nothing, because I slapped her back twice..."
Sang Ruo spoke in a flat tone, her face showing little expression.
After hearing her words, the man's hand, which was holding the cotton swab, suddenly paused for a moment.
Then, he chuckled softly, "That's exactly the kind of thing Miss Sang would do."
The smile on the man's lips carried three parts seriousness and seven parts nonchalance.
Sang Ruo felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and subconsciously lowered her eyes, her gaze fixed on his leather shoes.
He continued applying the medicine to her, then slowly bent down towards her.
A cool breeze wafted over me.
Sang Ruo's entire spine froze instantly.
I never expected that this man would apply medicine to her while blowing cool air on her.
This is definitely much more comfortable...
But a sense of tension involuntarily arose in my heart.
The hands placed on either side of the treatment bed clenched instinctively, and the nails turned slightly white due to excessive force.
The man continued blowing, seemingly with no intention of stopping.
Sang Ruo tilted her head slightly, but accidentally bumped into the tip of his nose.
Their lips were almost touching.
Sang Ruo could feel the man's even breathing, but as time went by, his breathing became heavy.
The atmosphere inside suddenly became extremely ambiguous.
Sang Ruo couldn't help but step back, but because the movement was too large, she suddenly lost her balance.
Just then, a large hand landed on her waist, holding her tightly and stabilizing her body as she was about to fall.
The distance between the two was forced to shrink once again.
When Sang Ruo raised her eyes, she saw the man's gaze fall on her lips.
In her mind, the ambiguous scenes between the two of them kept replaying.
Afraid that he would come closer at any moment, she quickly pushed him away and stood up without hesitation: "Thank you, Mr. Bo."
She quickly turned her back and bent down to tighten the ointment.
Bo Jinyan slightly curled the corners of his lips, then threw the cotton swab into the trash can next to him.
The man's tone became increasingly casual: "If she comes looking for trouble again, you can tell me, and I'll help you deal with her."
"No need, I can handle this small matter myself. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Bo..."
Before Sang Ruo could finish speaking, Bo Jinyan's large hand landed on her waist from behind, and then reached towards her abdomen.
The man's chest was almost pressed against her back.
He leaned close to her right ear from behind and whispered, "Miss Sang, are you deliberately trying to distance yourself from me?"
The tension that Sang Ruo had suppressed suddenly resurfaced.
She quickly turned around and moved away from him again: "No, you're overthinking it."
The man glanced at her profile but suddenly didn't reply.
Sang Ruo noticed a box next to her, which was very exquisitely packaged and was pink.
He came in with this box.
She turned around curiously to look at the man beside her: "Mr. Bo, what is this?"
"These are the snacks I bought for you and Linlin a while ago, but there was an emergency at the clinic that day, so I couldn't bring them in. I had some time today and happened to be passing by, so I brought them to you."
In Sang Ruo's mind, the scene of Bo Jinyan appearing at the entrance of the clinic when she punished Zhong Yating that day flashed through her mind.
If I'm not mistaken, it should be that day.
"There are six flavors of this snack. I don't know which flavor you like, so I picked some that kids like. You and your friend can try them too, since she can't finish them all by herself."
"Then I'll thank Mr. Bo on behalf of Linlin."
Bo Jinyan's gaze fell on the corner of her slightly upturned lips, and then he strode closer.
He lowered his eyes to gaze at her beautiful features and said in a light tone, "If you are bullied in the future and there is something you can't handle, you can tell me later. Otherwise, people will think that the Bo family has no one left and Bo Jinzhou can't support you, but I can."
Sang Ruo paused abruptly in the hand holding the ointment.
When she looked up, she met the man's indifferent gaze.
Surprisingly, she saw a faint hint of affection in the man's eyes.
She had seen that same feeling in his eyes when they kissed in the warehouse.
Before she could respond, Bo Jinyan strode toward the door.
Sang Ruo watched the man's departing figure, as if something was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.
That feeling is hard to describe.
She didn't look away until the door closed, a slight smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips.
By the time she realized what was happening, she could hardly contain her laughter.
etc……
What is she laughing at?
Why do I feel happy?
Sang Ruo shook her head rapidly, trying to shake off some unclean thoughts from her mind.
Because it was raining today, there weren't many patients at the clinic, so she planned to leave her shift early and drive to pick up Song Linlin herself.
After the child got into the car, he saw the box in the back seat.
"Aunt Xiaoruo, what is this?"
Song Linlin reached out and touched the pink box, then looked curiously at the driver's seat.
Sang Ruo glanced back at her, then said calmly, "Those are pastries your godfather gave you. Let's open them and try them when we get home, okay?"
"Okay, I'll do whatever Aunt Xiaoruo says."
When I got home, Chen Anni was already cooking.
Sang Ruo walked up to her curiously: "Why are you back so early today?"
"The matter has been taken care of, so I'm going off the early shift today." Chen Anni looked behind her: "What's that thing in Linlin's hand?"
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