"Walk slowly, and then walk into the house by turns?" He said.

She was speechless, her teeth biting her lower lip, and her cheek was flushed.

Even if, at this time, he held her, perhaps just because she walked slowly, or because of sympathy, but so close to him, in his arms, let her have a long lost sense of security.

Ye Wenming took Zhuo qianyun in his arms and walked all the way to the living room. Then he carefully put Zhuo qianyun on the sofa and told the servant, "go and bring the medicine box, and then ask nurse Ruan to come over and see the injury on his wife's foot."

"Yes." The servant answered and left the living room in a hurry to find Ruan manluo.

The other servants who stayed in the living room all looked at the scene with some surprise in their eyes. As for the servant who had asked Zhuo qianyun whether there was a medicine box, but had refused her, his face was more scared now.

I'm afraid Zhuo qianyun will tell Ye Wenming about it, and her job will be lost.

You know, although I'm just a servant in the Ye family, my salary is higher than that of many white-collar workers outside, and the work is not tiring. I can't find such a job at will.

Ruan manluo soon came to the living room, and the servant who went to get the medicine box also came with the medicine box.

"Mr. Ye, you called me..." Ruan manluo asked.

"Look at my wife's foot. She twisted it." Ye Wenming said.

Ruan manluo is shocked. This is the first time that ye Wenming calls Mrs. Zhuo qianyun in front of the public. This "madam" undoubtedly declares the identity of Zhuo qianyun in front of the public, so that the public should not forget that this woman is the hostess of the Ye family!

"Yes." Ruan manluo should, went to Zhuo qianyun's front, squatted down, lifted Zhuo qianyun's trousers, began to check each other's ankles.

It's just such a posture that makes Ruan manluo feel embarrassed. Now Zhuo qianyun is sitting on the sofa like a housewife, but she is crouching on the ground like a concubine.

More embarrassing is, Zhuo qianyun ankle injury, or she made, also don't know the stairs, Zhuo qianyun in the end to Mr. Ye said.

Ruan manluo guessed nervously. After a moment, she got up and said, "there's no big problem with my wife's ankle. It's just a little sprained and swollen. I can take the medicine in a few days."

She said, took out a bottle of plaster from the medicine box, just wanted to give it to Zhuo qianyun, but ye Wenming first took the bottle out of her hand, and then knelt down in front of Zhuo qianyun, and gave her the medicine in person!

"Don't move." With Ye Wenming's low voice, he first took off her shoes and socks, one hand held her foot, the other hand smeared ointment on her.

Cool ointment, with his daub, slowly qinjin into the skin, but let her feel that the kind of hot ankle feeling relieved a lot.

After he had smeared the ointment on her, he picked her up again and walked towards her room.

Zhuo qianyun can feel that the servants' eyes have been watching.

Until entering the room, he put her on the bed, then put the ointment bottle on the bedside table, "remember to follow the instructions, three times a day."

With that, he turned to leave.

"Wait!" She stopped him abruptly. "Just now... Did you mean it?" Deliberately in front of the public, holding the mobility of him, and for her medicine.

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