Nie Xunhuan helped Bo Junyi out of the clinic. She asked Bo Junyi to wait for her in the corridor, and she went to get the medicine with the list, and then came back.

Bo Junyi looked at her indifferently as she was busying around for him, and his sharp and cold features unconsciously softened a little.

"Mr. Bo, you can go home now." Nie Xunhuan came with a bag of medicine, and there was a rare tenderness on her delicate little face.

It's not that she hasn't smiled at him before, but every time she smiled very deliberately and coquettishly.

None of them were as sincere as this smile.

Bo Junyi stood up and left the clinic with her.

They got back in the car, and Nie Xunhuan drove him back to the hotel.

Originally, she wanted to drive back overnight, but Bo Junyi didn't agree considering that she might not be able to drive that long.

Bo Junyi walked straight into the room, took off his shoes, and stood there, as if waiting for something.

Nie Xunhuan walked in and asked with concern: "Mr. Bo, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Help me take off my clothes first." Bo Junyi said suddenly, with no expression on his cold face.

"Uh...Mr. Bo, you are injured." Nie Xunhuan was angry: Can't you be quiet!

How come the steel bars hurt his shoulder, why not his little brother!

"Do you want me to sleep in a bloody shirt?" Bo Junyi asked coldly.

Nie Xunhuan was stunned for a moment, her little face flushed, she was thinking dirty.

Without saying much, she lowered her eyelashes to hide her embarrassment, and walked over to take off Bo Junyi's clothes.

The coat was torn and could not be worn.

Her movements were quick and gentle. She had untied his tie in no time, and then undone a few buttons on his collar.

"Do you want to take off more?" Nie Xunhuan asked awkwardly, his peach blossom eyes were very moist.

Bo Junyi hummed faintly, and his dark eyes looked at her unsatisfactorily.

Her heartbeat quickened at the sight of him.

She bit the bullet and took off Bo Junyi's shirt as well, leaving the shirt and suit together, and asked Bo Junyi to wait while she went to the bathroom.

After a while, she came over with a warm towel and helped him clean the blood around the wound.

"Mr. Bo, can you squat a little?" Nie Xunhuan was struggling with this 1.9-meter-tall giant.

"Come and sit over here." Bo Junyi used his other hand to pull her, walked to the bed, and sat down together.

Nie Zhaohuan didn't dare to think too much, he just wanted to finish it quickly.

It took five minutes to help him clean the area around the wound. She found out the clothes that Bo Junyi had someone prepare long ago from the closet, a set of loose and light casual clothes.

She found that Bo Junyi liked black clothes very much. What she was holding in her hand was a set of black casual clothes.

After helping Bo Junyi put on his shirt, she held his pants and asked timidly: "Mr. Bo, you can do it alone, right?"

Bo Junyi looked at her coldly. Seeing that she had some thin beads of sweat on her philtrum because she helped him put on clothes, her little face was rosy, and her lips were even more rosy.

"What do you think?" Bo Junyi asked in a deep voice.

"I think you can." Nie Xunhuan's voice suddenly became lower, although he knew it was impossible.

"But I like you to serve me." He said indifferently.

Ha!

Nie Xunhuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, not because she was injured and unable to move, but simply because she liked to be served. He was really a difficult young master to serve!

Finally, she held back her shyness and pretended nothing had happened. She changed Bo Junyi's pants, and then took the torn clothes out and threw them away.

It wasn't that she wanted to throw them away, but it was Bo Junyi's order.

When she opened the door, she saw a person standing at the door and was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Song?!"

When did Song Ling arrive? Even if he rushed here as soon as Bo Junyi was injured, he wouldn't be so fast?

"How is Mr. Bo?" Song Ling was about to ring the doorbell, but when he saw the door suddenly open, he was also stunned.

"Oh, he had ten stitches and a tetanus shot." Nie Xunhuan said lightly, "Come in, I'll go throw away the things and buy him some food."

"Yeah."

She and Song Ling exchanged positions, and she left the suite. Song Ling went to the room to find Bo Junyi.

Bo Junyi had heard Song Ling's voice a long time ago, and he didn't show any surprise when he came in.

"Grandma asked you to come?" Bo Junyi's voice was as cold as frost, and his black eyes were bright and eternal.

"Well, but I didn't tell her about your injury. She just asked me to keep an eye on you and take you to see someone tomorrow." Song Ling stared at his shoulder, "Is it serious?"

Bo Junyi shook his head, "It's a minor injury," he looked at Song Ling coldly, "Who did grandma ask you to take me to see?"

"It's not to take you, but to arrange for you to have dinner at a restaurant, so naturally someone will pretend to meet you by chance." Song Ling laughed out loud.

Grandma was at a loss with Bo Junyi, so she resorted to this desperate measure.

"I'm not going." Bo Junyi reached for the cigarette in his pocket, and then he found that the cigarette was still in his suit just now.

Nie Xunhuan, that confused little guy, must have forgotten to pick his pocket.

"Don't smoke if you're injured." Song Ling frowned, "I live next door, call me if you need anything."

"Yeah." Bo Junyi nodded, he looked out the window, and spotted Nie Xunhuan in the crowd at a glance, she seemed to be going across the street.

Nie Xunhuan found the cigarettes and lighter in her suit pocket when she was throwing things away, she took them out, put them in her pocket, and prepared to return them to Bo Junyi later.

She took the elevator downstairs and asked the front desk and learned that there was a health restaurant across the street, the food was very good, suitable for injured people, so she went there.

After crossing the street, she easily found this health restaurant, walked in and ordered three servings of health porridge, three light and non-greasy dishes, and three servings of vegetarian barbecued wheat.

The reason for three servings was because Song Ling was here and probably hadn't eaten.

After she ordered, she sat at a table nearby and waited, but she heard someone greet her.

"Nie Xunhuan." Xie Yidong was very happy to see her, his mouth almost split to the back of his head.

"Hello." Nie Xunhuan nodded lightly, he didn't expect that they were so predestined to meet here.

"You really don't seem to have any impression of me." Xie Yidong looked at her a little sadly, his two black eyes were as pitiful as a puppy.

Nie Xunhuan frowned, "Should I know you?"

Wasn't it just a chance encounter in the elevator, he helped me, and then defended me in the restaurant?

"I'm also from S University, and I'm your senior." Xie Yidong explained helplessly.

Nie Xunhuan blinked, "Are you also from the Department of Fine Arts?"

"No, I'm from the Department of Computer Science. You had a sketching class in your freshman year, and your director invited me to go. After the painting was finished, your director asked me to choose the best painting, and I chose you." Xie Yidong described the past to her in detail.