She waited another two minutes, thinking that the cautious Chi Li wouldn't reply.
Just as she was about to exit the chat window, she saw his reply.
Eat pears: Apply the medicine I prescribed three times a day, morning, noon and night. If you apply it on time, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Eating pears: I'm speechless!
Eating pears: [Shut up][Shut up][Shut up]
Shh: Okay! Okay! Okay!
It seems that trying to get information out of Chi Li won't work this time either.
With a sigh, after washing up, Xu Zhaozhao, for the first time ever, dried her hair herself out of concern for Gu Qingyan's hands.
But it was blown under Gu Qingyan's supervision. His requirement was to blow it until it was completely dry. If it were Xu Zhaozhao, she would definitely blow it until it was half dry and then stop.
Xu Zhaozhao shook her slightly numb hand and glared at Gu Qingyan. "Tell me, where is the medicine that Chi Li prescribed for you?"
"I never see you applying it normally, do you really want to leave an ugly scar?"
Xu Zhaozhao got a little angry as she spoke.
The injury is so obvious, not only on the hand, but also clearly on the back of the hand—it evokes a suffocating feeling of a work of art being utterly destroyed.
Gu Qingyan lowered his eyes, his tone incredibly soft, "I'm sorry, baby, I was wrong."
Admitting your mistake first is never wrong!
"Go and get me the ointment!"
Xu Zhaozhao really couldn't bring herself to be angry at him for his appearance.
Gu Qingyan obediently stood up and rummaged through the drawer until he finally found the tube of ointment at the very bottom.
The moment she got her hands on it, Xu Zhaozhao was both angry and amused.
This ointment... wasn't even opened!
Xu Zhaozhao remained silent, simply extending her hand. Gu Qingyan understood and placed his left hand in hers.
This time, Xu Zhaozhao wasn't so gentle. As if on purpose, she tore off the band-aid from the back of his hand without the slightest hesitation.
Caught off guard, the pain from the back of his hand made him instinctively clench his fist.
Only pain can teach this guy a lesson.
Xu Zhaozhao didn't speak, but silently opened the ointment and applied the cool gel to his wound.
Applying the medicine doesn't take too long.
Xu Zhaozhao quickly dealt with it, tossing his hand away without a second thought, "Let it dry before you sleep!"
She glared at him several times, "If you dare wipe it off, you're finished!"
Like a rabbit that's about to bite when it gets angry.
Sensing Gu Qingyan's increasingly dangerous gaze, Xu Zhaozhao dared not linger and ran away with the ointment in hand.
She wanted to keep the medicine safe herself, as she didn't trust Gu Qingyan, a man who didn't cherish himself.
As Xu Zhaozhao was putting the ointment into the first-aid kit, she glanced down and happened to see the instruction manual on it.
Main symptom treated: high-temperature burns.
?
Gu Qingyan's wound was actually burned by high temperature?
Why are his wounds somewhat long and thin? Shouldn't burns be large and extensive?
Suddenly, Xu Zhaozhao's eyes flashed back to the moment Song Jinshi fired the gun; the high-speed bullet pierced through the body, leaving a thin trail of spurting blood...
She opened her eyes slightly, put away the ointment, and quickly washed her hands.
She took out her phone and searched for the place name that Gou Ge had just sent her on Baidu. Several news articles immediately appeared.
All of these reports concern ongoing fighting in border regions, with the latest being a ceasefire agreement signed after the border conflict was brought to a halt.
Xu Zhaozhao clicked in and took a look, but she couldn't see anything, except for that one line.
The covert operation was a great success, quelling the border conflict. According to sources, a business tycoon provided crucial assistance in the operation. Let's thank everyone who contributed!
Secret operation...business tycoon...
Xu Zhaozhao pushed open the door to the master bedroom, and Gu Qingyan, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at her with some confusion.
"you……"
Looking at the injury on his hand, Xu Zhaozhao felt that it was difficult for her to speak, and she swallowed.
"Is that a gunshot wound on your hand?"
To be precise, it was a gunshot wound.
The bullet grazed the back of his hand, leaving a scab that took more than half a month to heal.
Gu Qingyan's silence told Xu Zhaozhao that he had tacitly agreed.
She approached and murmured, "Were you accidentally injured during the firefight?"
Just imagining that scene sends chills down Xu Zhaozhao's spine.
If it had been just a little off, it would have pierced right through his palm; or, or even a little off, it would have pierced right through his heart…
The consequences would be unimaginable.
Just thinking about it made Xu Zhaozhao feel like several hands were squeezing her heart, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Thump!
Gu Qingyan looked at her, who was lost in thought, and gently bent his right index finger and tapped her forehead lightly.
It didn't hurt, but it was enough to bring Xu Zhaozhao back to her senses.
Don't overthink it.
He hugged her tighter, evolving from a kissing maniac into a kissing and hugging maniac.
"It's a gunshot wound, but put aside all those crazy thoughts in your head for now."
He stroked her hair with his warm hand, soothing her anxious heart. "You weren't injured during the firefight; I was standing still and getting shot."
"Are you crazy?!" Xu Zhaozhao blurted out instinctively.
Then, realizing that he was being too emotional, he turned his head away, looking awkward.
"It's a bit crazy."
Gu Qingyan chuckled softly, then leaned closer to her ear, "But what if... the person who fired the shot was our dad?"
Xu Zhaozhao's expression changed from anger to astonishment.
Gu Qingyan held her hand and told her in detail about what had happened abroad during those days.
Most of the time he travels abroad, it's to deal with border issues, where there's constant unrest and the branch office is suffering greatly.
I ran into Xu Mingxu on the street once. His face was so similar to Xu Zhaozhao's that I quickly found out he was Xu Zhaozhao's father.
As a businessman, he shouldn't be meddling in these things, but when Xu Zhaozhao is involved, there's nothing he shouldn't do.
Using greater benefits as bait, he personally entered the game and helped Xu Mingxu capture the mastermind behind it.
But the injury wasn't sustained during the confrontation with the enemy; it happened after everything had settled down, when Xu Mingxu called him in for a talk.
In the dimly lit tent, only a small lamp was lit, and the faint sound of the surging sea could be heard. The two stood side by side.
"Mr. Gu, why are you helping us?"
His gaze was sharp and scrutinizing, and his words were very direct: "If you're after fame and fortune, I think you'll be disappointed. This operation will not be made public."
Xu Mingxu couldn't understand what reason he had to help them, besides wanting greater fame.
Gu Qingyan remained calm, smiled, shook his head, and asked, "Perhaps you know Xu Zhaozhao?"
Upon hearing the name, Xu Mingxu's brows furrowed tightly, and his gaze grew even colder.
He remained calm, each word clear in the quiet tent: "She is my wife."
Click.
The words were followed by the sound of a gun being cocked.
The cold, oppressive metal pressed against his carotid artery, absorbing his heat.
Xu Mingxu suppressed his raging anger, his voice as cold as ice as snow as it pressed down on him, "You, are you, looking for, death?!"
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