Although Nan Zhiyi didn't want to look, he still inevitably caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye.
She watched Di Shijing work there for a long time, but still couldn't find a suitable posture. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and said to him, "Let me help you."
Di Shijing raised his eyebrows and gave her the towel without refusing.
Nan Zhiyi took it, wrung it out again, and wiped Emperor Shijing's body calmly.
Her hands-on process is very skillful.
As she got closer, Di Shijing also smelled the faint fragrance of her body.
Staring at her familiar side face, Di Shijing suddenly thought of the memory of when they lived together.
During the first few years of his marriage, he often had to socialize at work, and it was inevitable that he would drink. Many times he would come home drunk, and when he woke up the next day, his clothes would be clean.
At that time, he thought it was Zhou Yi or the housekeeper who had changed it.
Now looking at the familiar profile face in front of him, shaking in front of his eyes, his confused thoughts suddenly clearly remembered the face that appeared every dark night.
On so many drunken nights, Nan Zhi was the one taking care of herself.
It was she who changed her clothes, wiped her body, and prepared hangover medicine for herself so that he could have a good rest and not wake up the next day with a splitting headache because of a hangover.
Thinking of the past, Di Shijing felt a little annoyed.
He couldn't help but ask himself, how could he forget this in the first place?
Nan Zhiyi didn't know what Emperor Shijing was thinking and didn't pay attention to his expression.
Her own thoughts had drifted far away.
After the two got married, she did this kind of thing a lot.
But after such a long time, she was still familiar with these movements.
It seems that she really suffered a fate...
They have been divorced for so long, and now they are still serving this man.
Thinking of the past, Nan Zhiyi pursed her lips unhappily, and her hands were clean and neat, and she quickly finished wiping them for Di Shijing.
"alright."
When she put down the towel and looked up, her eyes suddenly met Di Shijing.
His eyes were deep and deep, like a dark abyss. Looking into his eyes, it seemed as if you could be sucked into it.
Nan Zhiyi's heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, and she felt a little panicked.
She hurriedly looked away, not looking at him, and her tone couldn't help but urge, "Put your clothes on quickly, don't catch a cold again!"
After saying these words, Nan Zhiyi left the bathroom as if running away.
Zhou Yi came back just at this time.
He held the document, and when he saw Nan Zhiyi, he said with a somewhat apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, the department is quite busy, and it takes a long time to adjust the information."
"fine."
Nan Zhiyi pretended to cough slightly to cover up her discomfort. She quickly returned to her normal expression and took the document brought back by Zhou Yi, "Give it to me."
"Take a look and tell me if you have any questions."
Zhou Yi was talking to her, but he looked around strangely.
Miss Zhiyi, why did you come out of the bathroom?
Where is my grandfather?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Emperor Shijing coming out of the bathroom with his upper body naked.
Zhou Yi was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.
What's going on with these two people?
Did it develop so fast?
What happened while he was away?
I don’t know how to use firewood, so my gun misfired...
The fire of gossip in Zhou Yi's heart was burning brightly.
Nan Zhiyi didn't know that his thinking was already like a wild horse running wild. After taking the file, he sat on the sofa and began to outline the required spices.
Di Shijing also took out new clothes from the cloakroom and put them on.
He sat down next to Nan Zhiyi, holding his chin with one hand, and quietly watched the woman check.
She read quickly and eloquently, and wrote a lot on the paper.
Ten minutes later, Nan Zhiyi gave him the list and said politely: "We need these spices urgently for the time being. I'm sorry to bother Mr. Di."
Di Shijing glanced at it and saw a full page of professional names on the paper.
He raised his hand and handed the list to Zhou Yi, "Go down and let the department prepare it."
Zhou Yi took over and said, "Okay."
After the matter was settled, Nan Zhiyi also stood up and said goodbye, "It's time for me to go back. I have to go to the research institute to help Aletta in the afternoon."
At this time, Di Shijing didn't leave anyone behind and nodded lightly.
Zhi Nan commented and walked straight out of the lounge.
I thought that applying the medicine would only take a few minutes, but I never expected that it would take so long!
After leaving Dishi, she drove directly to the research institute.
Here, Annie has been waiting with a group of team members.
By the time Nan Zhiyi arrived, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
She didn't waste any time and directly led the team to prepare for preliminary research and development.
After working hard until the evening, the preparations were finally over. Nan Zhiyi breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his tired eyes.
After spending an entire afternoon, my body was stiff for too long and several joints were a little sore.
On the way to the changing room, she moved her elbows to relieve the discomfort.
Not long after, Nan Zhiyi went to Di's house again to change Di Shijing's dressing.
This time, the front desk lady did not dare to stop her and watched her go up in the private elevator, becoming more and more curious about Nan Zhiyi's identity.
When I came to the lounge, I untied the straps.
When Nan Zhiyi saw the wound, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The situation is finally much better."
Then, he raised the back of his hand and pressed it against Di Shijing's forehead.
Di Shijing was stunned for a moment and looked at her with deep eyes.
Nan Zhiyi froze, realizing that he had an occupational disease, so he was able to detect his body temperature so smoothly.
She pursed her lips, calmly withdrew her hand, and said, "Your fever is gone. As long as you change the dressing on time, you will be fine soon."
"Um."
Di Shijing responded with a deep voice.
He recovered a lot mentally and didn't feel so uncomfortable physically.
At this time, Nan Zhi thought of something and said, "By the way, I might not be able to come at noon tomorrow."
Di Shijing lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her who was pouring the powder, and asked lightly, "Why?"
"I am busy."
She added: "So, you find someone more attentive to help you apply the medicine. Here is the amount of medicine for tomorrow. Remember to put it away. I will come over to help you when I am free tomorrow night."
While talking, a small jar was pushed in front of Di Shijing's hand.
He held it in his hand and asked casually, "What do you want to do at noon?"
Nan Zhiyi hesitated for a moment and explained simply: "I'm going to the hospital to visit an elder. I'm going to have an operation tomorrow..."
Nan Zhiyi was talking about Sheng Shiyu's mother, and tomorrow was the scheduled surgery time.
As the chief surgeon, she would definitely go to the hospital early in the morning to make preparations.
When the operation starts, it will take at least five or six hours, and the medicine time at noon will definitely be missed.
After hearing this, Di Shijing shook the object in his hand and said, "I understand."
Nan Zhi found out that he had no problem with it, so he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously and left immediately.
