Gong Suhe took a mirror from one side and put it in front of Zhai Xingchen: "look what you are now."

Zhai Xingchen looked at it and wanted to die in situ.

There was a piece of blue and purple beside the eyes, the corner of the mouth was broken, and the cheek was still swollen.

Parents can't recognize the series. It's so ugly.

He's a little bit desperate: "don't look in the mirror."

Gong Suhe said with a smile, "you know that, too?"

She poured out some medicinal wine and rubbed it open in her palm. After rubbing, she warmed up, and then put her palm on Zhai Xingchen's face.

All of a sudden, Zhai Xingchen felt that all his emotions stopped suddenly, only the touch on his cheek turned into a stuffy clock, hitting him.

"You don't have to rub the swelling on your face. Just apply it for three minutes." Gong Suhe seriously explained that there was not a trace of beauty in the bottom of his eyes: "if you have a large area on your hands and body, rub it a little, the strength should be light."

Zhai Xingchen listened and felt like he was soaking in the hot spring.

"If there's no wound, it doesn't matter if there's water. Just don't wash too long."

Zhai Xingchen nodded and looked at Gong Suhe in the mirror.

Her eyebrows and eyes drooped, how to look like he likes.

For a moment, he even wanted to ask her if she would be so kind to other students.

But he didn't ask after all. At the moment when Gong Suhe pulled away his hand, all his thoughts were swallowed.

Zhai Xingchen's eyes were clean. He took two bottles of medicine from Gong Suhe and said, "good night."

"Well, good night." Gong Suhe took him to the door.

the second day.

Xu Bo gets up at six in the morning to cook.

Since Zhai's family cut off all their financial resources, almost all of their money came from the part-time projects Zhai took over.

They live in a rental house with two bedrooms and one living room. The dishes are bought one day in advance. Xu Bo gets up at six to cook.

Just as he got up, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

Zhai Xingchen doesn't get up at this time.

Sometimes he gets up late at night to catch up with the schedule, so he usually gets up at more than seven in the morning.

Xu Bo was puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He went to wash and cook.

Soon, breakfast is ready, two people have dinner, Zhai Xingchen went back to his room.

Xu Bo knew that he had an appointment with a doctor today, so he went to the vegetable market ahead of time and bought some things back.

As soon as he got home, Zhai Xingchen turned his wheelchair and walked to the mirror next to the living room door.

Zhai Xingchen had a fight last night. Xu Bo knew it, but it was only one night ago. When the night passed, the wounds on his face almost disappeared?

Xu Bo felt dizzy. When he looked carefully, he found out what was wrong.

Only the young man before the meeting wore a white shirt with casual trousers underneath.

He had a tie on his neck?

Xu Bo looks confused. Doesn't that mean to see a doctor? Do you go to see a doctor and have a blind date?

Zhai Xingchen obviously didn't expect to run into Xu Bo who just came back, and suddenly a ray of embarrassment flashed across his face.

He quickly turned his wheelchair to return to the room, but stopped halfway.

The tone was very unnatural: "Uncle Xu, would I be too formal like this?"

"Star, this one you met is a famous expert?" Xu Bo felt that was the only way to think.

Zhai Xingchen didn't answer directly: "maybe it's too formal. I'll take off my tie."

He said and hurried back.

After a few minutes, he came out again and asked Uncle Xu, "Uncle Xu, can't you see the injury on my face?"

Xu Bo looked at the boy's face, suddenly patted his thigh and suddenly said: "I said how the flour at home seems to have been moved!"