Chapter 106 Treatment

Du Ruo also knew that she was in trouble. She endured the pain in her ankle and went to the bathroom holding on to the wall.

As soon as she turned on the faucet, the bathroom door was kicked several times. Yuan Tingchuan's voice came from outside: "What are you doing, woman? Your ankle is so swollen. Why are you taking a bath first without treating the external injury? Will you die if you take a bath a little later?"

Du Ruo felt a bit of a headache. The boss was really not being polite to her now. The painting style had changed too strangely and she was a bit unable to adapt.

"I just want to take a shower first. Can you not stand at the door? Is it appropriate for you to stand at the door while I'm a lesbian taking a shower?" Since the boss's style has changed, let's stop hiding and pretending.

Yuan Tingchuan outside the door bit his back teeth, raised his foot, and kicked the bathroom door viciously. The carved wood door panel trembled. Du Ruoxin hugged her shoulders in shock. She was really a little afraid that the boss would kick a hole in the door. She wasn't even wearing any clothes yet.

Du Ruo in the bathroom didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she heard the sound of Yuan Tingchuan's footsteps gradually fading away after he kicked her. She now truly felt that the pretentious boss was actually a pretty good guy.

Enduring the pain in her ankle, Du Ruo finished her shower, put on her clothes with difficulty, held onto the bathroom wall, and walked out little by little. At a glance, she saw Yuan Tingchuan leaning against the wall smoking not far away.

There was a hint of dejection between his brows and his eyes were lowered.

When Yuan Tingchuan saw Du Ruo coming out, he pinched out the cigarette with his fingers, threw the remaining half cigarette into the trash can, and strode over to Du Ruo.

His face was so cold that it looked like ice chips could fall off. He reached out and roughly held Du Ruo's arm: "I see you are in such a pity, I will help you by doing a good deed every day."

Du Ruo was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She really didn't have the heart to argue with the boss right now.

She walked into the room that had been prepared for her, where a doctor with a medical kit was waiting.

Seeing Yuan Tingchuan supporting Du Ruo in, the doctor stood up quickly: "Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Tingchuan's painting style had returned to normal. He helped Du Ruo sit on the sofa and said expressionlessly, "Show it to this lady."

I walked to one side, sat on the sofa, crossed my legs, and stared out the window in a daze.

The doctor did not dare to delay. He put the medicine box aside gently, walked to Du Ruo, squatted down and lifted her ankle.

When his ankle moved, Du Ruo couldn't help but let out a "hiss". It really hurt.

Yuan Tingchuan's brows wrinkled inadvertently. The doctor knew his temper very well and explained, "It's painful to break a bone. Your ankle is not dislocated. Although it's not a big deal and you just need to take good care of it, you still have to be careful not to aggravate the injury.

I'll give you two bottles of medicine. Apply it several times a day. I'll also give you two boxes of Chinese medicine. Please take them regularly. Avoid eating raw, cold, or greasy food. Be careful about your diet. Also, keep your ankles warm and don't catch a cold."

Du Ruo nodded: "I'll remember that. Thank you very much."

The doctor glanced at Yuan Tingchuan's face and saw that he had no expression on his face. He stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first. Let someone call me if you need anything."

The doctor placed the oral medication and vials on the coffee table and hurried out with the medicine box.

Although he didn't know that Yuan Tingchuan sometimes had a seizure, Yuan Tingchuan's aura was too strong. He didn't want to use the air conditioner. It was already autumn and he really didn't need it.

Du Ruo was studying the small medicine bottle in her hand. She was missing the spray of future generations. It was really more convenient than now. However, it has not been produced yet. She would have to wait for a few years at least.

The bottle was taken away by a bony hand. The tall man half-knelt in front of her and said in a chilly tone, "Don't move. My hands are very strong. If they break, you will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

The corner of Du Ruo's mouth twitched. This man is really something. He is just a hypocrite on the outside but a wicked person on the inside. He is really not a good person.

Perhaps he heard Du Ruo scolding him in his heart, Yuan Tingchuan inadvertently put some force on his palm, causing Du Ruo to scream in pain. Yuan Tingchuan said in a cold tone: "Behave yourself."

Du Ruo was so angry that she gnashed her teeth in her heart. This bastard, where is his gentlemanly manners? Where is his sympathy for women? He has eaten them all.

Perhaps because he heard her complaints, or perhaps because he saw her sweating, the man's hands became much gentler, and he applied the medicine evenly and carefully. Looking at the red and swollen ankle, Yuan Tingchuan frowned, and it looked really ugly no matter how he looked at it.

Yuan Tingchuan stood up and held Du Ruo in his arms, causing Du Ruo to scream. Yuan Tingchuan's voice came to her ears: "Shut up, I'll carry you to dinner. If you don't know what's good for you, I'll throw you to the ground."

Of all things, eating is the most important.

If Du Ruo was really hungry, he would sit down at the dining table, pick up the bowl of porridge and start drinking.

Yuan Tingchuan sneered: "I thought Mr. Du only knew how to make money and didn't need to eat? I'm surprised you still need to eat? Aren't you full just by starving?"

Du Ruo quickly drank a small bowl of porridge, and her stomach finally felt warmer, with food filling the stomach. Du Ruo felt that her confidence had returned, and she looked at Yuan Tingchuan and said, "I think you look like a certain animal, so you can just stand in the wind and drink the wind. I don't like it."

Yuan Tingchuan tapped the bowl next to him with his chopsticks: "Woman, you should be grateful for what you have done to others. You should know whose rice bowl you are serving."

Du Ruo blinked and said, "So I want to serve myself and not suffer from others' anger. I have been working hard."

Listening to Du Ruo's double-entendre words, Yuan Tingchuan was silent for a while. After a while, he said, "Women don't have to be so carefree. It's not bad to go shopping, buy bags, drink coffee, and have some fun."

He used to look down on these things. On the surface, he was very gentlemanly, but in fact, he never took them seriously in his heart. He admired career-oriented women. But now, seeing Du Ruo working so hard, he felt that it would be good to live like his mother.

Du Ruo smiled: "It's better to rely on yourself than on anyone else. Is there anything more reliable than loving yourself?"

Yuan Tingchuan put down his chopsticks, lit a cigarette, rested his fingers holding the cigarette on the table, and said slowly: "I am not as mean as you think. Every decision I make is carefully considered. I have seriously wanted to be with you since the first day I intervened in your life."

His eyes were a little complicated: "I have thought a lot these days. Maybe I gave you a false impression at some point, making you feel uneasy. Aung San is my brother in life and death. He is absolutely reliable. I have the ability to protect my woman at any time.

Ruoruo, you can really try to trust me a little more, a little bit."

There was silence in the room and neither of them spoke. After a while, Du Ruo broke the silence.

"I left something at the County Guest House. Can you help me get it back?"

When Yuan Tingchuan heard her say this right away, he laughed out loud: "Are you a miser? Don't you see what you have become? Are you still thinking about things?"