Gu Fanxing came to Li Qingtian with his mobile phone and said, "I'd better go out and at least stabilize the situation. The emperor is ill in bed now, and I don't know if the news has reached his old man's ears. You'd better not appear in this situation for a while."

"Numerous stars, it doesn't matter, I will solve it." Li Qingtian's gentle way is that he doesn't want Gu Fanxing to appear in front of the public. Now is the critical moment.

"But..."

"It's nothing. I'll work it out. Can you rest assured?" Hold the heaven.

"Well then..." Gu Fanxing nodded at last.

In the afternoon, yesterday's private doctor came again. He gave Li Qingtian some orders and left. His wound was healing and there was no infection.

The next morning, I went to the door of Yan Zhen's room with the medical box, which sounded rhythmically.

"Come in, please." The voice of Yan Zhen's permission came from inside. She pushed the door and entered.

"I've come to change your medicine." "I'm not sure," he said.

"Yes." Yan Zhen came out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa.

Gou stupidly walked forward, put the medical box on the tea table and opened it. Then he saw Yan Zhen lifting his clothes awkwardly. Unexpectedly, what he was wearing today was a long sleeved thin shirt with a set of heads. In fact, he could wear buttons, which was easy to change.

Gou stupidly stood up and said to her, "I'll help you." She was embarrassed.

"Yes." Yan Zhen agreed without thinking. After a while, he couldn't do anything. He stood in front of him and froze for a long time.

"From here." Seeing this, Yan Zhen reluctantly grabbed Gou's dull wrist and put it on his corner to signal her to start.

"Oh Oh... " Gou stupefied the whole person, and finally changed his clothes under the education of Yan Zhen's hands. He dared not look up to see him, only the injured position on his arm, and gently untied the gauze for him.

"Do you feel the pain of yesterday today?" Asked Gou stupidly.

"Much better." Yan Zhen answers.

When the gauze was opened, it was seen that the position of the wound suture had been swelling. "Well, the wound is recovering well, but it will take at least a week before touching water." "I'm not sure," he said.

"Yes." Yan Zhen answers.

"Take good care of it at home. I'm going to school." Gou stupefied way, turn around and start to pack up the medical box again, "by the way, it's better to wear loose clothes, buttons are good, easy to take off."

Without saying a word, Yan Zhen hurried to his bedroom. When he came out again, he had put on a white shirt. It was so boring that he didn't need it. In fact, Yan Zhen was very suitable for wearing this kind of casual shirt.

"Breakfast?" Asked Yan Zhen.

"Not yet." Gou stupidly replied that the medical box had been packed.

"Here's the medical kit. Go downstairs for breakfast." Yan Zhendao, after saying that, walked quickly in front of her, and immediately followed her, so would he like to go downstairs to have breakfast with her today?

He kept himself in his study all day yesterday.

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"Breakfast is ready, sir, and miss." Liang Bo's kind way.

"Good morning, Liang Bo." Gou chuckled, but didn't say good morning to Gu Fanxing.