Chapter 1073 Can You Help Me?

Han Che lowered his eyes slightly, and could clearly smell the faint fragrance of her body, which flowed into his nostrils, making people feel an indescribable fascination.

Su Xiangwan frowned and stared at his wound. He was half naked now, but he could see the wound clearly.

The scar was about two centimeters, although the blood had stopped, the wound was exceptionally clear.

Because he didn't understand the effects of the medicine, Su Xiangwan moved very slowly, so he had to slowly explore step by step.

Han Che's gaze swept across her palm, and there was a red scratch on it.

He looked away and said nothing.

Su Xiangwan tossed and tossed for half an hour before sticking a piece of gauze the size of a palm to his wound.

"Okay." Su Xiangwan said in a low voice, and finally took a look at Han Che.

A fine layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, it is obvious that he was in pain just now, and it is not completely unfeeling.

This time in the sun, his face was also a little pale, and when he didn't look at people with that half-smile expression, he felt a little weak and innocent.

After putting down the medicine box, Su Xiangwan solemnly apologized for him again: "I'm sorry."

Han Che didn't speak, but grabbed her palm and went to get the medicine box with the other hand.

Hearing this, Mu Beiting's face became a little colder, and the eyes that fell on Han Che became a little bit evil.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse, Su Xiangwan covered Mu Beiting's big hand with his small hand, and said softly, "I haven't dealt with it yet, can you help me?"

Looking across her bruised palm, Mu Beiting finally let go of Han Che and took a deep look at him.

Immediately, he glanced at Su Xiangwan, took the medicine box, turned and walked towards the nanny's car.

Su Xiangwan glanced at Han Che and followed without saying a word.

"Come here." He watched her speak in a deep voice and asked her to sit closer.

Su Xiangwan moved a little, and he picked up her little hand, frowned and began to treat the wound on her palm without saying a word.

Looking at his tense cheeks, Su Xiangwan said softly, "I just bandaged him because I hurt him with that knife."

Mu Beiting just pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Just now Han Che had already disinfected her, but now he acted as if he didn't notice, and disinfected her again.

Not only that, he wiped both hands with alcohol cotton balls, then rubbed the wound with potion, and wrapped it with white gauze.

Until the last pasted tape is cut by scissors, it is finished.

Su Xiangwan moved his hands, feeling that there was nothing serious.

It's not that she couldn't eat at all, so she didn't feel anything.

"Are you angry?" she asked him softly.

Mu Beiting glanced at her, held her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "No."

Hearing this, Su Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to explain: "I was distracted during the filming just now, and I hurt him, and he bled a lot. I should deal with it for him."

He lowered his eyes slightly and rested his chin on the top of her head: "Well, I know."

She tugged at his skirt with her small hands: "Then don't be angry."

"En." He kissed Su Xiangwan lightly on the forehead.

Su Xiangwan still had scenes to film, and Mu Beiting didn't stay long. After all, he still had something to investigate.

Not long after, Shangwen called.

"Master, Han Che was not in the room that day. One of the assistant and the manager was injured and unconscious, and the other was locked in the utility room. Only the hotel waiter said that the young lady and Han Che met in the hotel lobby that evening."

"knew."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Beiting's eyes became darker and darker, as if he had thought of something, and after a long time, he slowly lowered his eyes.