[BL] Did The Domineering President Speak Well Today?

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70.     Do you give medicine by mouth? Can you hurry up!

    Su Xici lay on the bed with him for a while, waited until there was a knock on the door, then got up, combed his hair and went to open the door.

    The manor's perennial medical team came in to clean up Nangong Ran's wound and change his dressing.

    "Susu, you go out first, the scene is too bloody, I'm afraid you will be scared after seeing it." Nangong Ran said.

    "It's okay, I just took a look at the injury." Su Xi resigned. He had done meat grinding before, and he was afraid of such a small scene.

    The doctor at the head put the medicine box by the bed, saw the person lying on the bed with his clothes off, and said strangely: "Master, why did you bandage the wound?"

    Su Xici looked towards the bed in surprise.

    "Isn't this...helping me not to move around and speed up the healing of the wound." The

    doctor didn't notice his wink, and lowered his head to open the medicine box to find the scissors, while thinking to himself: "The thread has been removed, and the surface of the wound has healed. Being bored is not good for the injury, and it is possible that the epidermis is soaked in sweat and remelted."

    "The thread has been removed?" Su Xi asked.

    "It's been a few days since the demolition, eh, didn't the young master tell you?"

    Calculate the time, the time spent in the general ward and the manor is only a few days, it can't be that fast.

    But if the time spent in the ICU is included, more than half a month has passed, and the bidding results have come out, so the stitches must not be removed.

    Concern is chaotic, he sees Nangong Burning's crooked appearance every day and feels that it will take a long time to heal.

    "Doctor Qin, doesn't he need a wheelchair?" Su Xici asked with a smile.

    "The broken skin on the feet has healed up long ago, what do you need a wheelchair for?" the doctor asked strangely.

    "Are you using your mouth to apply the medicine? Can you hurry up!" Boss Ba's scalp felt cold for a while.

    The doctor's heart tightened, he obediently shut up, removed the gauze, disinfected the wound several times with iodine, and applied a layer of medicine.

    He subconsciously muttered: "Remember it, you can't..."

    Nangong Ran's low air pressure was real, he lowered his head and hurriedly put the medicine back into the medicine box.

    On the other side, Su Xici folded the wheelchair and walked over carrying it.

    The doctor felt that his demeanor was not right, so he took a step back and asked, "Butler Su, what are you doing?"

    "It's none of your business here, go out first." Su Xici said quietly, "The scene is too bloody, I'm afraid you'll see You'll be scared."

    Nangong Ran held the air conditioner in front of him and shrank back.

    "Can you move your waist?" He asked with a smile.

    "A little bit..." He quickly patted the doctor's arm.

    The doctor looked at the two of them, suddenly realized, and helped Nangong Ran to speak: "You still have to pay attention, don't think that you'll be fine after removing the stitches, it's best not to bend over, not to exercise vigorously, and not to lift heavy objects, so as not to pull the wound."