Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Lu Tingchuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows looking at those wounds. The festering flesh on the surface had already smelled, so it had to be cleaned with disinfectant, scraped off the flesh and reapplied. Anesthetics should be used for this kind of injury, but Lu Tingchuan thought it was troublesome and just took it. The scalpel scraped off a layer of skin abruptly.

Shen Qing was awakened by the pain in the drowsiness and yelled "Ugh...", but couldn't cry out the pain, tears fell down the corners of his eyes.

Her whole body was weak, like a puddle of mud, she wanted to struggle but couldn't, she finally raised her eyelids, and when she saw that the person in front of her was Lu Tingchuan, she quickly clenched her teeth to prevent herself from making a sound, and fell down the corner of her eyes The tears also stopped abruptly.

She knew that Lu Tingchuan didn't like her crying, so no matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to hold back.

But my back hurts so much, I scraped off the flesh, rubbed the fresh meat under the carrion with a knife, and my heart trembled in pain.

After scraping off that layer of carrion, Shen Qing broke out in cold sweat all over his body.

Seeing that she was awake, Lu Tingchuan asked casually, "Why didn't you tell me about your back injury?"

Shen Qing didn't know how to answer, but just shook his head.

Lu Tingchuan likes to fiddle with some medicines by himself, and he is still clear about some medicines. He found anti-inflammatory medicines, first used disinfectant to disinfect the wound, and then applied the medicines with gauze.

After finishing these, he took out two antipyretics for Shen Qing to take.

After Shen Qing took the medicine obediently, she was a little sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep, she wanted to keep looking at Lu Tingchuan, as long as he was by her side, her eyes would be full of his shadow.

"What are you staring at me for?" Lu Tingchuan asked.

"Mr. Lu..." Shen Qing paused, and said stupidly, "It looks good."

Lu Tingchuan is indeed good-looking, with a figure comparable to that of an international supermodel. The soft lighting makes his appearance more refined. His eyes are the most charming. The ends of his eyes are naturally pink and slightly upturned. His eyelashes are black and long. It looks like a feather butterfly resting on it, with black eyebrows and pink lips.

With a slight smile, she is incomparably coquettish, like the sunshine in early spring, melting the ice and snow.

Lu Tingchuan's hair is slightly long, reaching to the shoulders. He doesn't like to style it loosely at the back of his head. Sometimes he will tie it into a small braid. Few men can control long hair. Lu Tingchuan is one of the few. Long hair is not On the contrary, showing femininity adjusted his sharp and sharp breath to the best fit, which was deceptive to a certain extent.

Lu Tingchuan was the best-looking person Shen Qing had ever met.

As long as you keep staring at him like this, the pain in your body seems to disappear.

She really...really, really likes Mr. Lu.

Her eye sockets became even redder, and a bitter ache rose in her throat, which rushed into her nasal cavity, making her sore and uncomfortable.

She stared at the water glass in Lu Tingchuan's hand, and said with a choked voice, "This is the first time that someone was by my side when I was sick."

The red-eyed little rabbit is even more adorable when she cries. Lu Tingchuan put down the cup in his hand and rubbed her head with his hand.

Lu Tingchuan wanted to laugh.

See, just with her for a while, she forgot who was the culprit who caused her back injury.

Lu Tingchuan frowned: "Are you a little tired from filming recently?"

Shen Qing shook his head: "Not tired." This job is much better than before, and it can still make money.

"You are sick now. I asked someone to suspend the filming time. Recently, you are at home. When the wound heals, I will take you to remove the scar."

Shen Qing nodded obediently.

The wound on the back felt much better after the medicine was applied, but it still hurts. The weather was hot, and Shen Qing didn't even turn on the air conditioner because he was reluctant to use electricity. When his body was hot, he used a fan. Rush to the front, avoid the wound with a towel on the back, and wipe gently.

After ten days of feeding like this, the wound finally healed, and after the pain disappeared, itching came, which meant that no matter how the flesh inside grew, Shen Qing dared not scratch it with his hands, touched it, it was a big piece, and she didn't need to look in the mirror. We all know it's ugly.

Lu Tingchuan seemed to be disgusted by the injury on her back. In the past, she was asked to wear a red dress every time he came here, but now she is not allowed to wear it.

Shen Qing wears a simple T-shirt every day, and is busy inside and out, she just hurts her back and it's not that she can't move her hands, she does all the grocery shopping, sanitation and cooking on weekdays.

When Shen Qing first came here, there was still an aunt. Later, when Lu Tingchuan saw that Shen Qing could clean up the house better, he dismissed the extra aunt.

Shen Qing, who had something to do, lived more comfortably. When she first stepped into this place, she felt like a mouse that broke in suddenly, and she was so out of place.

Shen Qing is very good at taking care of people, and has the talent to be a servant. To be honest, no one has ever been able to take care of him so comfortably.

It's the comfort of being able to go to heaven, but in three days, she has grasped all Lu Tingchuan's preferences, work and rest time, without Lu Tingchuan saying a word, she can understand what he means.

When I wake up in the morning, I make breakfast before dawn, put hot water and toothpaste at the right time, and even put the towels where Lu Tingchuan is most convenient.

She cleaned up neatly. Lu Tingchuan's clothes after taking a shower were all taken to the laundromat, but with Shen Qing, the assistant didn't have to make this trip anymore, because Shen's cleaned clothes would be easier to wash. People who specialize in washing clothes in the laundromat also need to wash them clean.

Especially the high-end shirts were all hand-washed by Shen Qing one by one. Lu Tingchuan saw that she was so good at washing, so he bought a dry cleaning machine and specially set up a laundry room.

Antibacterial laundry detergent, after washing, dry the shirt with Jiumu fragrance.

The taste of Jiumuxiang can soothe the mood and regulate emotions.

There is such a woman who can take care of others, who is willing to let go, even if she is not used as a substitute, then it is fine to be a servant.

It's a pity that it can't... The Li family can't tolerate the existence of such small things.

Moreover, after getting along with Shen Qing for a long time, she will take care of her and rely more and more on her. This is not a good phenomenon. Lu Tingchuan hates this feeling.

The wound healed, and the scar on the back gradually fell off. The newly grown flesh was pink and not ugly, but it was always a bit abrupt on the snow-white back.

Lu Tingchuan decided to take Shen Qing for scar removal surgery and asked her to wait for him at home.

Shen Qing had nothing to do and started cleaning again. Today, he mainly cleaned Lu Tingchuan's house. The curtains were drawn and the windows were opened to let some fresh air in.

Lu Tingchuan's computer desk was full of things. She sorted them out one by one and put them in their original positions. When she picked up the mouse, the computer turned on, and the sudden light startled her.

Lu Tingchuan forgot to turn off the computer.

Shen Qing looked at the computer, and was about to reach out to turn it off, when suddenly she saw a folder with the note "Shen Zhichu"

These three words instantly attracted Shen Qing's attention. "Shen Zhichu" was a new name that Lu Tingchuan changed to her. It was a freshman, and it was also a stage name for work.

Now that the name appears on the computer screen, no matter how you look at it, it feels wrong.

Shen Qing withdrew his hand, and originally planned to turn it off, but his right hand held the mouse by mistake and clicked in.