Chapter 370: It doesn't hurt, don't be nervous

Chapter 370: It doesn’t hurt, you don’t need to be nervous

She encouraged: "Go and comfort Zhuo Jing. The child has been wronged."

Zhao Qiuxu asked her servants to prepare supplements and gifts, and then drove to Zhuo's house in person.

“Xu Xu, why did you come here in person?”

Mrs. Zhuo saw Zhao Qiuxu, and a smile appeared on her haggard face.

She took Zhao Qiuxu's hand cordially and led him into the brightly lit living room. Zhao Qiuxu said with a smile: "Auntie, I came to see Zhuo Jing. Is he okay?"

Hearing that she came specifically to see Zhuo Jing, Mrs. Zhuo's smile deepened, "Ajing is in the bedroom upstairs. I'll ask the servant to take you to see him."

 “Okay, thank you, auntie.”

 “You kid, why are you so polite to Auntie?”

Mrs. Zhuo called the servant and took Zhao Qiuxu upstairs to the door of Zhuo Jing's bedroom. "Young Master, Miss Zhao is here to see you."

Zhuo Jing's slightly excited voice immediately came from the bedroom, "Let her in quickly!"

It was rare to hear such an excited voice from the young master. The servant laughed secretly and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Zhao, please."

"Thanks."

The servant went downstairs. Zhao Qiuxu took a deep breath, held the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

 At first sight, it is an extremely simple black, white and gray tones, clean and tidy.

Zhuo Jing was half-leaning on the bed, with a lot of bruises on his handsome face.

 The light shines down, making the face look like a palette filled with colors.

“Xuxu, are you here?”

Zhuo Jing waved and said with a smile, "Come and sit."

Zhao Qiuxu felt depressed and sour. She came to the bedside and sat down slowly, "Zhuo Jing, are you... okay?"

"I'm fine." Zhuo Jing's smile was still warm, without any gloom, "I'm sorry, I can't pour you a glass of water myself."

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty." After a pause, Zhao Qiuxu asked again, "Are you feeling well? Where are you injured?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Jing raised his hand, touched his face, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Maybe they were jealous of my handsomeness, so they attacked my face. It's okay, don't worry, it's just that my face is stained." That’s all.”

 Just to show off your face?

 He said it calmly, but is this really the case?

Zhao Qiuxu didn't believe it. He was covered with a thin quilt and couldn't see any part of him.

She couldn't even see where else he was injured.

Just now he said he couldn't pour a glass of water himself. Could it be that he hurt his leg?

“Zhuo Jing, can I see your legs?”

Zhuo Jing was stunned for a moment, "It's not a good thing for a girl to look at a man's legs. Xu Xu is a good girl, so it's better not to look at them."

 “I’m not a good girl, I want to see.”

Zhao Qiuxu insisted. She held a corner of the thin quilt with one hand, ready to lift it up at any time.

Zhuo Jing looked at her calmly, his eyes deep and distant. After a moment of silence, he sighed leisurely, "There's really nothing I can do against you."

He leaned forward and took the initiative to lift the thin quilt, revealing his calves tightly wrapped with gauze.

 The blood spilled on the gauze was dazzlingly scarlet.

Zhao Qiuxu was shocked. He stretched out his hand and touched it tremblingly. Zhuo Jing shrugged disapprovingly, "It doesn't hurt. You don't need to be nervous."

"How could it not hurt, liar?" Zhao Qiuxu lowered his head sadly. All of this was because of her.

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have suffered this sudden disaster for no reason.

 After all, she was the one who caused him trouble.

 “Zhuo Jing, I’m sorry.”

 (End of this chapter)