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Mo Wenting was not a stupid woman. Seeing Zhang Zeming's expression, she immediately became suspicious and his expression changed. She asked the man seriously: "Zemin, you were purposely putting on an act just now to get my sympathy, right?"

Hearing that, Mo Wenting was unexpectedly able to tell, and could not help but reveal a panicked expression.

But his reaction was fast, and very quickly he realized that if she did not admit it, Mo Wenting should not be able to do anything to him, and so she stopped panicking and calmed down.

"No, Ah Wen, please believe me. I was truly anxious just now and did not lie to you." Zhang Zeming was adamant that he did not lie to Mo Wenting, he wanted to see if Mo Wenting had a way to see through his trick.

"Then aren't you a little too exaggerated? I only cut my finger, and it's not like it's a serious injury. Even I am not that afraid, but you actually started slapping yourself right in the face. " Mo Wenting's heart was evidently filled with strong suspicion, as she could not believe what Zhang Zeming was saying.

Although she didn't have any evidence to prove that Zhang Zeming was lying to her, but she had her own intelligence and could guess a general situation.

Zhang Zeming thought for a while, then continued to weave excuses for his actions: "I know your injuries are not big, but your fingers are always very delicate, they aren't as rough as normal women who are used to physical work. What if after the injuries are healed, your fingers will have scars on them?"

"Ah?" Zemin, don't lie to me, can you still leave scars like this? " Hearing Zhang Zeming's words, Mo Wenting suddenly became anxious.

She was a woman who loved to be beautiful, so naturally she could not bear to have any scars on her beautiful hands.

Just thinking about it made her feel terrible, and she was even more unwilling to see the fact that she could not accept it.

When Zhang Zeming saw that he had actually managed to scare Mo Wenting again, he could not help but feel pleased with himself. "Ah Wen, I did not lie to you. Because if you get cut by a knife, it will inevitably leave scars. "

"Then what should we do? I don't want scars. " Mo Wenting saw that Zhang Zeming's words were logical, and became even more anxious, immediately becoming flustered, and no longer bothering about whether Zhang Zeming had lied to him earlier.

After Zhang Zeming succeeded in diverting Mo Wenting's attention, he would have to think of a way to comfort him.

Because he did not want Mo Wenting to continue worrying because he was afraid. Thus, he hurriedly changed his words, "Ah Wen, you do not need to worry, this is only my speculation, and it might not actually become a reality."

"What if it's true? I don't want to see scars on my fingers. " Mo Wenting still felt very worried, and had no choice but to put down her arrogant attitude as she begged the man: "Zemin, hurry up and help me think of a way. I will repay you. "

As Mo Wenting said this, she subconsciously held Zhang Zeming's hand, so that the man would do his best to help him.

She placed her body and appearance first, and absolutely could not allow any flaws to appear.

As long as Zhang Zeming could help her remove the hidden scar, he would be able to repay Zhang Zeming for it.

Seeing Mo Wenting's pleading look, Zhang Zeming was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back from laughing out loud.

He thought for a long time on purpose before coming up with an idea for Mo Wenting. "Ah Wen, let me accompany you to the hospital for a look and let the doctor diagnose you.

"Is this the plan that took you so long to think of?" After Mo Wenting heard about this so-called method, she couldn't help but be disappointed.

If he had known that Zhang Zeming only had such an almost impossible solution, he would never have asked him for it.

"Ah Wen, other than this method, there is really no other way, we can only ask for a doctor's help." Zhang Zeming could not help but answer Mo Wenting with a smile.

Mo Wenting glared at Zhang Zeming unhappily, as if he was being toyed with by a man.

However, she really didn't know what to do, and could only follow Zhang Zeming's instructions.

Seeing that Mo Wenting was not too happy, Zhang Zeming immediately coaxed the woman with his thick skin, and even pretended to be funny in order to make Mo Wenting a little happier. He agreed to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

After the two of them arrived at the hospital, Zhang Zeming went to register and took Mo Wenting to see a doctor.

Seeing Mo Wenting's extraordinary temperament, the doctor could tell that she was a rich woman with a single glance. Furthermore, there was a man who was obviously not her husband waiting on her, so the doctor placed extra importance on her.

The doctor's conclusion was no exception. The small wound on Mo Wenting's finger would completely recover in less than two days, and there would definitely be no scars at all.

Only then did Mo Wenting feel at ease, and let the nurse bandage him again. Because Zhang Zeming had helped her just now, she was far less professional than a nurse. She preferred to believe in nurses.

After taking care of her wounds, Mo Wenting and Zhang Zeming returned to the hotel.

Zhang Zeming still wanted to sit in Mo Wenting's room, but Mo Wenting firmly rejected him: "Zemin, you should go back to your own room. I remember you taking care of me like this, but I'm really tired and I need to rest. "

"Alright then, good night!" Zhang Zeming could only agree to it, and did not dare to pester the woman anymore.

Mo Wenting also bid farewell to Zhang Zeming, and went straight back to her own room.

She was not sleepy yet, so she grabbed a bottle of mineral water and walked to the side of the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and drank some water as she thought about her day with Zhang Zeming.

It could be said that ever since Mo Wenting and Zhang Zeming, today was the last time the two of them had ever walked together, and there was already a breakthrough today, which unknowingly brought the two of them closer together.

When Mo Wenting thought back to it now, she was both happy and touched at the same time. She no longer felt tired of Zhang Zeming like she did before.

Mo Wenting knew that her good impression of Zhang Zeming was significantly increasing. Even hugging and holding hands with a man no longer resolutely refused like before, but instead became something that he voluntarily accepted.

After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, just as Mo Wenting was about to go to bed, she suddenly heard knocking sounds coming from outside.

She thought that Zhang Zeming had come to pester her again and couldn't help but be angry. She thought to reprimand Zhang Zeming with a stern face.

Although Zhang Zeming indeed did a great job on his trip today, he couldn't use it to bother her, and he couldn't affect her sleep either.

Once a woman does not sleep, she tends to age. Mo Wenting didn't want to suffer because of a man she didn't love.