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Yan Di has treated most of Fu Sinian's injuries, but that doesn't mean it's over. Fu Sinian still needs to accompany him at night.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and Yan Di had survived the whole night without sleep for more than 24 hours.

"I'll do the rest." Seeing that Yan Di was tired, Mu Nian stepped forward.

"Well, remember, the wound should be sterilized with alcohol first, then the medicine should be applied after it dries up, and the gauze should be pasted at the end."

"Ok."

"When you were injured before, Fu Sinian took care of the wounds on your body. It was also this kind of night, and he insisted on wiping your wounds himself." Yan Di sighed, "Sometimes I think, maybe, he is right. You have feelings."

"You mean, when I was kidnapped last time, Fu Sinian took care of the wound?" Mu Nian was stunned.

"Well, he doesn't allow other people to touch you."

Mu Nian was dumbfounded.

She knew that she had many wounds, all in very sensitive places, so it was no wonder that Fu Sinian said that there was nothing on her that he hadn't seen.

Seeing that Mu Nian handled it well, Yan Di said, "Then, I'll be leaving first, and if you have other matters here, please call me."

"Aren't you staying here? In case..."

"He's not the only one injured. I can rest assured that you are here."

"Well, I'll take good care of him."

As soon as Yan Di left, Mu Nian was left alone. She had to keep in mind the steps, first disinfect, then wait for it to dry, then apply ointment, and finally stick gauze.

After a while, Mu Nian heard that Chu Mo's car downstairs also started and left.

Except for the person guarding the door of the villa, everyone else has left.

Probably to deal with the media.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start to worry about the situation of the Far East Group tomorrow.

Li Sijue said that Fu Sinian cared about Far East very much, and now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, if the stock price drops again tomorrow, Far East's stock price this year may not look good.

He has been busy for a whole year, but in the end because of this fire...

Mu Nian's heart was inevitably sour.

It is true to hate him, and it is true to feel distressed.

……

late at night.

Fu Sinian opened his eyes, but saw only darkness.

He was extremely irritable in an instant, wanting to get up as if destroying everything.

Suddenly, a soft and sticky little hand gently grabbed him: "Don't move around, okay?"

this touch...

Because of his injury, Fu Sinian was suffering from a high fever and could not distinguish the people around him.

However, he could feel the familiarity.

He frowned: "Who?"

Mu Nian was too lazy to answer his stupid question, and continued to help him treat the wound: "You have a fever because there is inflammation in your body. I will hang up the bottle later, and the anti-inflammatory medicine will enter your vein through the indwelling needle. It won't be uncomfortable."

No, it wasn't the voice that was familiar.

It's this feeling.

Although he was in the dark, he felt extremely at ease.

What she said was not important, what was important was that when she was by his side, his soul could be quiet.

This is the unspeakable tacit understanding between him and her after getting along for a long time.

is her.

Fu Sinian couldn't tell who this person was, but he knew very well that the person standing beside him was her when she was a child!
But isn't she dead?
Didn't he die in a car accident?
Fu Sinian grabbed her hand almost subconsciously: "Where have you been for so many years?"

Why, why did it appear when he couldn't see her?
How he wanted to see her, to see how she looked.

Mu Nian struggled in pain: "Fu Sinian, you are sick, let me go!"

This voice is... Mu Nian?
Fu Sinian didn't let go of his hand, but he didn't use that force anymore, he called her suspiciously: "Mu Nian?"