CEO's Forced Love

The closer she got to the woods, ye Zhiqiu heard one scream after another. Her heart tightened, she felt uneasy, and ran faster under her feet.

As she ran, she unscrewed the lid of the gasoline barrel, thinking that she would spill it on the gangsters later.

When she saw the gangster who fell to the ground and Huo Zhongxiao who pressed his left shoulder with his right hand, she didn't pay attention for a moment. She tripped at her feet and fell on the mud. Her knees hurt and lost consciousness, and gasoline overflowed from the mouth of the barrel.

When Huo Zhongxiao heard the news, he turned and looked in the direction of Ye Zhiqiu's fall, and then saw a clumsy figure lying on the ground.

……

Ye Zhiqiu, who fell and planed the ground by a dog, took a breath and even hurt his hands and palms. He couldn't help but want to shed tears.

Is my leg broken?

This terrible guess just flashed through her brain, and a pair of leather shoes appeared under her eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head along the trouser leg. When he saw that it was Huo Zhongxiao, he grinned. His unkempt appearance was a little funny.

"Didn't you go first?!" Huo Zhongxiao's tone was not very good.

She did not contradict, pitifully stretched out her hand to him: "little uncle, can you give me a hand? I can't stand up."

Huo Zhongxiao squatted down to check her legs, made sure she didn't hurt her bones, breathed a sigh of relief, and then smelled a strong smell of gasoline.

He turned his head slightly and found a gasoline bucket lying next to her.

"Uncle, are you hurt?" Ye Zhiqiu said eagerly, "I was worried about you in the car, so I came to see if I could help."

Huo Zhongxiao raised his eyes and looked at her. The bottom of his eyes was what she couldn't really see.

Did you help yourself?

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes turned and he was thinking about how to tell him in the simplest language that he had come to save him. When he heard Huo Zhongxiao's low voice, he said, "take off your down jacket."

"What... What?" she was startled and subconsciously protected her chest.

His tone was a little impatient: "you're full of gasoline. If you don't want to become a charred corpse, take off your clothes."

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly took off his down jacket and threw it away.

Huo Zhongxiao looked at the dress, turned his head, gave her a meaningful look, then leaned over, put his long arm through her leg and picked her up.

Because ye Zhiqiu was weightless, he hurriedly grabbed Huo Zhongxiao's shoulder with both hands and clenched it firmly for fear of falling.

"Uncle, actually I can go by myself," she said.

Huo Zhongxiao frowned slightly because of her hand strength. Without answering her, he just hugged her and walked out.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned in his arms. Because she was close, she even heard his steady heartbeat, and her heartbeat accelerated. She felt that in this atmosphere of sharing weal and woe, she should say something to promote her feelings, so she hugged him around his neck and said, "little uncle, you are the first man to hold me."

Seeing that he was still silent, she kept up her efforts: "just now in the car, all I thought about was you. I was afraid of your accident. I didn't hesitate at all. After reporting to the police, I immediately took the oil bucket to find you. But seriously, it's so heavy. Look, the palms of my hands are worn out."

As she spoke, she put her hand in front of him like a child seeking reward.

Huo Zhongxiao looked down and saw the blood oozing from the palm of his hand through the road light next to the gas station. While breathing, it was mixed with the light fragrance of the girl's hand cream.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the far away army green horse herder and whistled loudly. Where else did he look like a good baby just now?

Staring at the nursing home gate, she went to the guard room to register for a long time.

"Mr. Han has called this morning. The patient is eating. Why don't you sit in my office first?"

Han Minjing's attending doctor was a woman in her forties. She was very gentle and received Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu walked slowly around the office with his hands in his pockets. Suddenly, he turned back and said to the doctor, "do you sell cold medicine here?"

The doctor nodded.

She immediately smiled with a curved eyebrow and a little flattery: "can you sell it to outsiders?"