Chapter 174

Zhao Fulin was shocked suddenly and looked at Mu Tingfeng's hand in surprise.

Zhao Yulin still vaguely remembers the warm touch of this pair of long and slender hands clenching her wrists, but now one of these hands is not sure when it has been stained with blood.

The bright blood seeped through the fingers, and did not drop to the ground, but still made people feel some inexplicable touch.

Zhao Fulin recognized that the injured hand was Mu Tingfeng's just now in order to stabilize the one he and himself locked in the edge of the platform. The floor at the edge of the platform was not as smooth as other places. Mu Tingfeng's hand was just scratched.

Thinking about this, Zhao Fulin's mood suddenly became a little complicated. She never thought that one day she would be saved by others, especially this man... This man.

Duan Yarong is surprised to hear Xia zetao's exclamation. She turns her head and looks at Mu Tingfeng. After seeing the scar on Mu Tingfeng's hand, she can't help frowning slightly. Her eyes are as complicated as Zhao Fulin's.

For this man, Duan Yarong is still with a trace of subjective bias, just for the man's attitude towards Zhao Fulin.

Even if you know what happened in those years, the real fault is Zhao Fulin. But after knowing that Zhao Fulin suffered so much for him, Duan Yarong really doesn't like the person in front of her.

This is a common disease of the elders and even most people - protecting the short.

But even if he didn't like it any more, what Mu Tingfeng said was for Zhao Fulin's sake. Duan Yarong didn't like it. She turned a blind eye to it and asked, "is it OK? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No Mu Tingfeng found that Zhao Fulin's vision has been stopped in his hand, and I don't know what the psychology is. He silently blocked his hand back, unwilling to let Zhao Fulin see the blood on his hand again.

Mu Tingfeng's straightforward refusal really makes Xia zetao on the side hate iron but not steel. My good president, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can't praise him any more? You are so hard to refuse!

It was the first time that Secretary Xia found that he had such a long way to go. He coughed and said, "no, no, I've seen it. It's just skin injury. There's no need to go to the hospital. There's no hospital nearby. The nearest one is half an hour. It's too troublesome. Do you have a first aid kit or something like that? Let's help our president stop the bleeding first. "

As soon as Xia zetao said this, everyone was stunned. They looked at each other for a while, but they didn't speak.

After a long time, many people heard a voice: "there is a first aid box in my office."

All of a sudden, they cast their eyes on the voice of the person.

After seeing the speaker clearly, Xia zetao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart said, this is fate! President, it seems that even God is helping you, you have to work hard, otherwise you are worthy of breaking my heart for you!

Zhao Fulin received Mu Tingfeng's eyes, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, reluctant to say: "there is a medicine box in my office, do you want to follow me up, or I will take it down to you."

Mu Tingfeng hasn't had time to answer, Xia zetao has already made a breakthrough in the past: "let's go up together to save Miss Zhao the trouble of running up and down like this."

Zhao Fulin looked at Xia zetao suspiciously: "then follow me up."

Zhao Fulin took Duan Yarong's hand and took Xia zetao and Mu Tingfeng upstairs.

But Zhao Shunrong stayed. His sharp eyes swept the crowd and said in a dull voice, "what's the matter? What are you doing here? "

People wake up like a dream. They have just seen a competition of life and death. Many people are still in a state of mind. When they hear Zhao Shunrong's words, they shiver all over. They don't care about anything else. They all go away as birds and beasts and do their own things.

Zhao Shunrong watched the crowd disperse and arranged for people to go down to deal with the falling elevator. Then he turned to look at Xiao Jingyao behind him and said, "this matter, make a good investigation."

Xiao Jingyao nodded knowingly. There is never too much coincidence in the world. There are so many elevators in the company, but if Zhao Fulin has a problem, it's no accident that all four or five cables have a problem at the same time.

Zhao Shunrong told Xiao Jingyao that he was ready to leave, followed Zhao Fulin and went upstairs.

After the incident just now, several people have some lingering fear, so naturally they won't run to the elevator again so soon.

Fortunately, the Zhao family has only 40 or more floors, and two or three floors up is Zhao Fulin's office, which is not too busy.

Zhao Fulin with a few people into his office, think about it, or directly led Mu Tingfeng into a small room beside the office.

This small room is specially opened up for Zhao Fulin as a rest room. In addition to a big bed, there is also a small table.

Zhao Yulin takes out a first aid kit from the table and hands it to Xia zetao, signaling him to bandage Mu Tingfeng's wound.

Xia zetao took the medicine box and hesitated for a moment. He quickly scratched the bottom of his eyes and pretended to be eager to help Mu Tingfeng bandage the wound, but he couldn't do it well.

Zhao Fulin silently watched his actions behind him. Finally, he began to wrap bandages without cleaning the wound for the nth time, and he wrapped bandages in a mess. After being miserable, he could not bear to push people aside. He had no good way: "get out of the way, I'll come."

Xia zetao silently compared a victory gesture in his heart, but he made an aggrieved expression on his face and obediently stepped back to look at it.

After a while, he tried to spend Duan Yarong to create a world for them.

Although Duan Yarong is reluctant to leave them alone, she is still soft hearted when she looks at the blood color on Mu Tingfeng's hand and follows Xia zetao out first.

Seeing this, Xia zetao was slightly relieved. Before leaving, he gave Mu Tingfeng a look in his eyes. President, I can only help you here. Next, it's up to you!

Mu Tingfeng saw the deep meaning in Xia zetao's eyes, and pursed her lips. Looking at Zhao Fulin, who lowered her head to deal with the wound for herself, she unconsciously raised the corner of her lips.

Mu Tingfeng's hand is a bit of bloody terror. The wounds are not very deep, but many of them are very small. The most important thing is that most of the wounds contain dust particles.

Zhao Fulin frowned, took a bottle of iodophor from the first aid box, and said in a low voice, "bear it."

Iodophor poured over the wound, bringing a thin layer of foam over the wound.