Is this... what the old man just hit?
Nan Zhiyi was shocked.
Zhou Yi, who was sitting in the front seat, also exclaimed, "Master, do you want to go to the hospital?"
Di Shijing just shook his head lightly, his tone full of disapproval, "No, there is a medical kit in the car, just bring it to me."
With this minor injury, he was not weak enough to need to go to the hospital.
Zhou Yi thinks about it too.
When he divorced her without permission, the old man lost his temper and treated him harshly using family methods.
There was no mercy at that time. My grandfather lay in bed for several days before he could go to the ground.
Zhou Yi no longer thought about it and quickly brought the medical kit.
Di Shijing took it, opened it, and planned to apply the medicine himself.
But the posture was wrong, and there was a part of the injury on the lower back, which was basically invisible and difficult to reach. After struggling for a long time, it didn't go smoothly.
Nan Zhiyi stared at it for a while. Seeing that he had not put the medicine on the injured area for a long time, she couldn't stand it anymore. She raised her hand and snatched the medicine from his hand.
"Let me do it……"
Although her tone was cold, she still took the initiative.
Emperor Shijing raised his eyebrows slightly but did not refuse.
Nan Zhiyi's method of applying medicine and treating the injury was skillful and clean.
The medical kit was complete with everything. She disinfected it for him first, and then put medicine on him for injuries caused by bruises.
Di Shijing felt the slightly cool hand moving across his body, and the air seemed a little hot.
He took the initiative to speak out and said, "Miss Nan must have been with Aletta for a long time, right? Why haven't you learned a little bit about the essence of famous doctors? I don't know if this kind of bruise needs to be rubbed away? Otherwise, how can it be cured?"
Nan Zhiyi remained silent.
Of course she knew that the bruises had to be rubbed away to heal quickly.
But she felt that this kind of contact with Di Shijing was unnecessary.
For this man, if he could even help him with the medicine, he was already showing great kindness.
"My methods are not professional."
Nan Zhiyi flatly refused.
Di Shijing's tone was casual, "It doesn't matter, I don't mind it."
Nan Zhiyi was speechless.
Is this a question of whether you dislike it or not?
It's just that I'm not happy...
But the man posed clearly and made it clear that he wanted her to rub him.
Nan Zhiyi couldn't help but look at his muscular waist.
Although it was only viewed from the back, the superior lines and faint abdominal muscles could still be clearly seen.
She was silent for a long time before she managed to say, "Oh..."
The sound fell, and the cold hands directly covered his skin.
At the moment of contact, Di Shijing's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't expect that she would really agree, and his abdomen subconsciously tightened.
Nan Zhiyi sensed it and felt as if the palms of her hands were being burned, making her very uncomfortable.
She used her palms hard and started kneading and pressing.
But because of his unstable mood, he suddenly forgot to grasp the strength and pressed too hard.
The next second, the sound of the man taking a breath of cold air rang in his ears.
Di Shijing frowned in pain and asked, "Nan Zhiyi, are you taking the opportunity to take revenge?"
Nan Zhiyi's face was calm, and the movements of his hands did not stop. He continued to exert force while answering him, "I have already said that my technique is not good... Doesn't the Emperor dislike it? If it doesn't work, forget it."
As she said that, she was about to pull her hand away.
This woman!
Di Shijing gritted his teeth, grabbed her hand, and said, "Do I allow you to withdraw? Continue!"
A tone that leaves no room for criticism.
Nan Zhiyi pouted, applied another layer of medicine, and continued to massage him.
However, this time, her strength was much lighter than before...
Zhou Yi watched from the driver's seat, always feeling that the atmosphere between the two was strange and inexplicably ambiguous.
However, the two parties involved did not seem to feel this way.
After a while, Nan Zhiyi had finished rubbing him and immediately let go.
"alright."
She said calmly, taking out a wet wipe and wiping her hands.
Di Shijing put down his clothes, and the pain on his body had eased.
He glanced at Nan Zhiyi's side face and felt that there was something strangely itchy where she had touched her, which made him feel a little restless.
It’s this stupid, stupid, lustful feeling again…
In the narrow space, the two of them were so close that they could almost smell each other's scent.
Nan Zhiyi also felt that her fingertips felt a little strange, as if they were getting hot from the ironing of his skin.
After a long time, she reluctantly changed the subject and talked about business.
"ZELING's research has been put on the agenda. If it's convenient, the supply of spices from Di's side can also be followed as soon as possible."
Emperor Shijing nodded upon hearing this, "I will give the order after I return."
Nan Zhiyi nodded, and then the air seemed to freeze again.
Di Shijing asked again: "Aletta wants to enter the research room directly?"
"right."
Di Shijing turned his face sideways, looked directly at Nan Zhiyi, and said in a playful tone, "This boss in your company is quite arrogant. I haven't been able to meet him since we started working together."
Nan Zhiyi didn't know what he wanted to express, so she couldn't help but look back at him and replied calmly, "Aletta is usually very busy. After all, her status in the medical field is not ordinary, and she has many things to be busy with. Besides, there are business matters. , Mr. Sheng is in charge of most of it, and Aletta is in charge, basically researching formulas and the like."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something, and her tone began to cool down and become colder.
Looking at him, his eyes gradually became cold, "Why are you paying so much attention to Aletta? Is it possible that you really plan to ask her to treat Nan Wanyue's leg?"
Nan Zhiyi frowned slightly and warned him righteously, "If so, I advise you to give up. Aletta will not agree to it."
The resistance in her tone was too strong.
Emperor Shijing's eyes were deep and he asked knowingly, "Why?"
Nan Zhiyi was not polite and said bluntly: "No reason, you can think it's because of me... or you can be like your mother and think I'm the one who got in the way. In short, treating Nan Wanyue's leg will never happen in your life. possible!!!"
Zhou Yi, who was sitting in the front seat, could hear the indifference in Nan Zhiyi's words.
Di Shijing's eyes were deep, observing her expression.
He saw disgust and hatred in her eyes.
Di Shijing's heart moved, and he suddenly wanted to ask her what happened back then.
At first, the incident of pushing someone downstairs caused a huge uproar. Many people initially believed that Nan Zhiyi had done it.
But as time went by, some people gradually saw the clues, including himself.
But, after all, it was too long ago to explore...
Di Shijing thought for a while, then paused and said nothing more.
In such silence, the car drove straight to Luyuan.
In the car, no one said anything.
Twenty minutes later, we finally arrived.
Nan Zhiyi got out of the car directly, her tone seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "Thank you, President Emperor, for sending me back."
Her expression was full of alienation, as if an invisible ice wall had been erected around her.
After saying this, she walked inside without looking back.
Di Shijing looked at her back, frowned, and said, "I didn't mean that..."
