The moment Jiang Xiaomi reached out to the hot pot, he was already mentally prepared.

Self-mutilation is really stupid, but she can't think of any other good way, so she can only bet that the authoritarian man who defeated him in this way will gain that little sympathy.

When Dr. Zhao was about to bandage her, Jiang Xiaomi said with a trembling voice, "...help me...take a photo for me."

Doctor Zhao: "Huh?"

Jiang Xiaomi laboriously took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Dr. Zhao: "Excuse me."

Dr. Zhao obeyed her and took a picture.

Jiang Xiaomi glanced at it but showed disappointment: "No, it's not bad enough."

Dr. Zhao looked down at her hand: "Isn't that bad?"

Li Xiaojia took over from Dr. Zhao and took a few pictures of her, but it still did not achieve the effect Jiang Xiaomi wanted.

Acheng wanted to persuade her to stop tossing, and it was important to bandage her hands quickly, but Jiang Xiaomi asked Li Xiaojia to give her the phone.

This operation made Dr. Zhao speechless.

Jiang Xiaomi endured the severe pain, took a close-up of his hand, and then turned the picture over to show them: "It's going to be like this."

Li Xiaojia looked at the picture and looked at her hand again.

My heart tightened suddenly.

For the first time, he felt that photos were more cruel than reality.

"Sure enough, it's still a good shot by the young lady." Li Xiaojia said, holding back the sourness.

Jiang Xiaomi smiled weakly: "...I can shoot better with a camera."

Under the guidance of Jiang Xiaomi, Li Xiaojia finally successfully took a photo that satisfied her.

Dr. Zhao was more puzzled. In fact, even if Jiang Xiaomi didn't take pictures, he would tell Lou about it. There was no need to do it.

Jiang Xiaomi sent the picture to Zhao Lan. After Zhao Lan accepted it successfully, he asked her, "Do you want to send it now?"

Jiang Xiaomi pondered for a moment: "Wait for dawn."

Zhao Lan snorted and began to bandage her: "If Master Lou sees it, he won't feel bad."

Acheng added: "It's more than distressed."

"Doctor Zhao."

"Young lady, say it."

Jiang Xiaomi: "...let's use yours."

...

South Asia

Lou Tianqin seemed to be in a hurry. After getting off the plane, it was dawn.

Back at the hotel, Lou Tianqin went to take a bath, and Du Lie asked someone to prepare breakfast.

About half an hour later, Lou Tianqin came out with a bath towel, and Du Lie handed over the brewed coffee.

Breakfast in South Asia is different from East Asia. Seafood such as anchovy shrimp can be found in breakfast, and the appearance is exquisite, like a work of art.

Lou Tianqin picked up the phone subconsciously, ready to take a photo and send it to Jiang Xiaomi, telling her to see greedy.

As soon as the photo was taken, Lou Tianqin suddenly reacted and threw the phone aside angrily.

At this level of love, even if you are still angry, even if the person is not around, but all your thoughts about this person have been immersed in all consciousness, and you can't get rid of it if you want to.

An apology is a foreshadowing for future offenses. Lou Tianqin rarely accepts apologies from others, and others have no chance to say sorry to him at all.

But Jiang Xiaomi was the one who said the most.

Hearing her bowing her eyebrows and saying sorry today, I was wrong, Lou Tianqin wanted to ask, sorry? I'm sorry for this sentence of yours, is it inlaid with gold?

Du Lie chose the clothes and carried them over for Lou Tianqin to choose.

Lou Ye didn't lift his head: "You can do it."

...

Lou Tianqin at work is relatively sensible. After a smooth discussion at noon, he had a meal with his partner, and while changing cups, he could not see that he had not slept all night.

When the dinner was over, Du Lie took Lou Tianqin back to the hotel, and received a courier call on the way, saying that he was already at the door.

The last time Lou Tianqin sent back some peacock meat, butler Yu responded that the meat was a bit old and stuffed his teeth.

Lou Tianqin prepared some venison again. Knowing that it was inconvenient for express delivery, he paid a lot of money for someone to drive it to East Asia, so that there was no need for security check.

Du Lie hung up the phone and said to Lou Tianqin, "Master, the delivery guy is here."

Lou Ye, who was dozing off, lifted his eyelids lazily: "What kind of goods?"

"Didn't you say before, find someone to send the venison back?"

Lou Tianqin turned his head aside: "Pay the money and let him go."

Du Lie said: "...except the young lady, everyone else has to eat."

"You're talking more and more nonsense now."

Du Lie shut his mouth wisely, and when he arrived at the hotel, Du Lie directly gave a sum of money according to Lou Tianqin's instructions.

When getting on the elevator, Du Lie's phone vibrated.

Du Lie glanced at the number: "Hello?"

"Instructor, we have arrived."

Du Lie's voice was cold: "You still need me to teach this kind of thing?"

"No instructor, Wei Liancheng refuses to leave now."

Du Liexin said that this kid is courting death.

"Walk or not, it's not what he said, what do you eat?"

"Instructor... We are in the hospital now."

Du Lie thought that there was a physical conflict between them and sent Acheng to the hospital: "Why do you have such a heavy hand?"

"This... This matter is a bit complicated. It was not Wei Liancheng who entered the hospital, but his employer. He said that he wanted to wait until his employer was well before leaving."

Du Lie took a deep breath: "What happened to his employer?"

"Being scalded, Wei Liancheng showed us the photos, it looked very serious."

Du Lie was restless: "Wait a minute, I'll call you back later."

The phone was cut off, and the bodyguard in charge of escorting Wei Liancheng looked down at Wei Liancheng, who was hugging his leg: "I have already said what I should say, you can let me go now."

Acheng is grateful to Dade and said: "Thank you, brother, thank you very much, I will be a cow and a horse in my next life..."

"Let go of me." The teacher raised his voice sharply.

A Cheng was so frightened that he quickly let go, and then shouted to the man standing behind the teacher: "Xiao Jia, how can you point a gun at the teacher, put it down quickly."

...

Zhao Lan sent the photo, but he didn't get a reply for a long time. When he was about to call, Lou Tianqin called.

"What the hell is going on, it's so good, how could it be so hot?"

Zhao Lan said in his heart that if you ask me, how do I know, he was also taken aback when he came.

"Maybe I was too impatient when I was eating, and I missed the pot." Zhao Lan explained helplessly.

"The pot is leaking, can you burn your hands?"

Although Lou Tianqin doesn't understand medical skills, he still has basic common sense. No matter how he does it, he won't even burn his palms. It seems that he has put his hands in it.

Zhao Lan: "Lord Lou, I don't know the exact reason, but the young lady was so hot this time that she almost got a skin graft."

"Take care of her." Lou Tianqin's voice became cold.

Zhao Lan, who was hung up on the phone, felt strange and unusual, it shouldn't be.

On the other side, the teacher who came to arrest Acheng and returned to the base was also answering the phone. After a while, the teacher put away the phone: "I'm back, take good care of your employer."