Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

Pan Bo sat in the emergency room, surrounded by a dark circle of people behind him, staring at the doctor's hand holding the sterile cotton.

Pan Bo also stared, and the moment the doctor's hand fell, he clenched his back molars.

A pinprick-like pain came from his wrist, and he immediately smelled a pungent smell of alcohol at the tip of his nose. Pan Bo clenched his jaw tightly, but he didn't let out a pain.

On the contrary, those people around, his assistant, Director Sui and some staff members from the crew who came to help, yelled and sighed endlessly.

The doctor got annoyed and drove everyone out, leaving only Pan Bo and his assistant, and the emergency room finally became quiet.

The wrist of Pan Bo's left hand is now red and swollen, with a large blister in the center.The doctor carefully squeezed the blister with tools, sucked the tissue fluid inside with cotton, applied ointment and wrapped it gently with gauze.

"I'll prescribe you the medicine and gauze, change it twice a day, and re-examine after three days. During this period, don't touch the wound with water." After finishing speaking, the little assistant took the doctor's card and went out to pay for the medicine. .

Pan Bo felt the pain coming from the wound, sat on the seat and waited. After a while, the door was pushed open vigorously when he came back from the outside, and it was Wen Chengyu who came in.

"Mr. Wen!" Pan Boteng stood up suddenly, his heart pounding, why did Mr. Wen come?

Wen Chengyu was still wearing a suit, but it was different from his usual serious black and gray tones. He wore a dark red tie on his chest, which matched the brown-red leather shoes on his feet, and his broad chest was slightly undulating.

At this time, the expression on that tough and handsome face was definitely not kind, with his brows furrowed and his eyes slightly narrowed. Under such gaze, Pan Bo's violently beating heart became even more uncontrollable.

"How is it?" Wen Chengyu asked the doctor.

"Oh, it's a small injury, just go back and change the dressing on time." The doctor wrote something in the registration book on the table without raising his head.

Wen Chengyu glanced at Pan Bo, and asked again: "Will there be a scar?"

"It was dealt with in a timely manner. It shouldn't be, but it may not be."

Wen Chengyu nodded, thanked the doctor, and asked Pan Bo to go with him.

"Mr. Wen, my assistant went to get me medicine..." Wen Chengyu took big steps, Pan Bo followed him, and it was very difficult to avoid the bustling crowd in the hospital.

Pan Bo wondered as he walked, how did Mr. Wen know the news of his injury, and even rush to the hospital?

Wen Chengyu turned his head, and when Pan Bo took two steps to walk in front of him, he said, "Let him finish taking the medicine and send you home, and you follow me." His tone was unquestionable, and he continued to turn his head after speaking. He walked forward, but his pace was not as fast as before.

Pan Bo had no choice but to lower his left hand, unlocked the phone screen with his right hand, and called his assistant. His eyes were still fixed on Wen Chengyu's tall and slender back, for fear that he would lose him if he didn't pay attention.

The hospital's parking lot was on the ground, and the two got into Wen Chengyu's Land Rover. As soon as the door was closed and the car started, Pan Bo's uncontrollable thoughts continued to wander.

It's so wicked.In the past two days, he kept thinking of Mr. Wen, and Mr. Wen appeared several times. Whenever he thought of it, he appeared, and whenever he thought of it, his heart beat very fast now, as if Mr. Wen had discovered what he was doing.

He held back his voice and dared not speak, for fear of revealing himself.

Wen Chengyu no longer had the angry aura just now, his brows and eyes stretched a lot, but he didn't say a word, he just focused on the road in front of him.

Pan Bo also looked at it, feeling very familiar. When he turned right at an intersection, he finally recognized him: "Mr. Wen, are we going to your house?"

"En." Wen Chengyu responded, and after a few minutes, the car turned around outside the familiar courtyard of Wen Chengyu's house.

Following Wen Chengyu out of the car and into the living room, looking at the empty house, Pan Bo asked, "Why didn't you see Uncle Wang?"

"We should go out." Wen Chengyu took Pan Bo up to the second floor, to his study, asked Pan Bo to wait in the room, and then went out again.

Pan Bo sat on a chair in the study, waited for a few minutes, and saw Wen Chengyu push the door in, holding a white medicine box in his hand.

He walked in front of Pan Bo, looked at the white circle on Pan Bo's left hand, and lowered his eyes: "Stretch out your hand."

This is?Pan Bo couldn't see the emotion in Wen Chengyu's eyes, he only knew that Mr. Wen would not do him any harm, so he obediently put his left hand in front of Wen Chengyu.

Wen Chengyu held back his strength, and carefully tore off the adhesive tape outside the gauze on Pan Bo's hand with his fingertips, and gently lifted the gauze again and again, revealing the scar inside——

After the doctor's emergency treatment and the effect of ointment, the redness and swelling on the wrist disappeared a lot at this time, but the middle epidermis was slightly wrinkled, and there was still light yellow tissue fluid oozing from the gauze.

Wen Chengyu frowned, is this considered a minor injury?

Pan Bo noticed that the displeased expression on Wen Chengyu's face appeared again. Wen Chengyu is not angry that he was accidentally injured, and it will affect his work, right?

He quickly apologized: "Boss Wen, I was not careful, I know I was wrong..."

Without saying a word, Wen Chengyu opened the white medicine box and said in a low voice, "I'll apply the medicine on you to prevent the wound from leaving scars."

Immediately afterwards, Pan Bo watched him put on disposable rubber gloves, took out an emerald green porcelain bottle from the medicine box, and dug out a ball of light green paste from the bottle.

"Maybe there will be some ice." Wen Chengyu reminded, and carefully tapped the ointment on the outer edge of the wrinkled epidermis.

Even though Wen Chengyu had warned in advance, the scalded skin was already extremely sensitive to temperature. Pan Bo couldn't help but wince when the ointment that Wen Chengyu said was just "some ice" was applied to that skin. .

"Does it hurt?" Wen Chengyu immediately stopped the movement of his hands, frowning and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of ice." Pan Bo raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head, watching Wen Chengyu slow down, continue to apply light green ointment on the scar, and carefully cut off the clean gauze. wrap around.

When the ointment was applied to the hot wound, it felt slightly cool, which just lowered the temperature of the wound, making Pan Bo feel quite comfortable. He said, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

"Yeah." Wen Chengyu put the bandaging tools back into the medicine box, slowly tidied up the medicine box, and said, "This medicine was used by my mother before, and I kept applying it until the wound healed, which can prevent wounds scar."

He handed the emerald green bottle to Pan Bo: "Take it back and paint."

"Will it be very expensive? I'll buy it from you." Pan Bo felt very sorry.

Wen Chengyu looked worried: "That's all you want to say?"

"Eh..." Pan Bo didn't know where his words offended him, but he knew that he didn't like the fact that he was always fussing over money, so he changed his words, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Chengyu still had a straight face, and was silent for nearly a minute before he sighed and said, "Pan Bo, aren't we friends?"

friend?Pan Bo was stunned.He was both unfamiliar and familiar with this word, but he never expected to hear it from Wen Chengyu's mouth.

He regards Wen Chengyu as his boss and noble person. Wen Chengyu has given him a lot of help and given him the opportunity to sign with Tianzong. He thanked and respected him from the bottom of his heart, and hoped that he would also able to give back to him.

Did Wen always regard him as a friend?

He was a little flattered: "Mr. Wen, I didn't think of a friend, but I have always respected you, and thank you for your constant help and concern!"

Wen Chengyu's facial features softened, and his voice softened: "I think we can get along well with you, and I also like your personality, so I have always regarded you as a friend. What do you think?"

"I...I also think you are a very good person!" Pan Bo blurted out.

Wen Chengyu's eyes suddenly showed a faint smile, completely driving away the chill on his face just now: "Then we are friends."

Friend, Pember muttered the word silently.

He had friends before, but they ruined everything. He thought he would never make any more friends, nor would he trust anyone anymore, but after Wen Chengyu said the words "We are friends", he felt To the clear joy born from the bottom of my heart.

He showed a shy smile: "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

"It's a friend, and they're still called 'Mr. Wen' in private?" Unexpectedly, the moment they became friends, Wen Chengyu immediately pointed out his question, "Call me Wen Chengyu, or Chengyu."

Pan Bo opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't open his mouth to call Wen Chengyu's name directly. He always felt awkward, and felt that it was very disrespectful to Wen Chengyu.

"Forget it, do whatever you want." Wen Chengyu let Pan Bo go.

Don't rush this time, anyway, we are already friends, and he is already very content.

Wen Chengyu never knew that he could be so flustered because of one person.

When he heard Qiu Jiayi tell the news that Pan Bo was injured in the company's meeting place, the meeting speeches that had been clearly organized in his mind disappeared, and they were all muddled. Find out what's going on with him.

After saying "the meeting is over", he ran out of the venue, leaving behind the executives and managers who were not sure about the situation, and drove to the hospital. After confirming that Pan Bo was fine, he was relieved.

There was a burst of anger in his heart, the anger came strangely, and he didn't even know who it was aimed at, was it aimed at Pan Bo's sudden situation, or was it aimed at himself for not doing anything at all?

He rubbed the medicine on Pan Bo with anger, and watched him treat himself cautiously and anxiously. The psychological defense line that had been built up all the time finally collapsed completely at the moment when he heard Pan Bo call him "Mr. Wen".

He deliberately did not contact Pan Bo, and deliberately avoided the occasions where the two might meet. He has been enduring it because he feels that he can't be too selfish, and can't unilaterally do whatever he wants regardless of Pan Bo's feelings.

But he really couldn't take it anymore, he didn't want this kind of moment to happen again, he didn't want to hear Pan Bo, but he could only hear "Thank you, President Wen" when he obviously cared about Pan Bo.

He doesn't want to keep a distance from Pan Bo anymore, he wants to have more contact with Pan Bo, talk more, he wants to call and send him messages as he likes, he wants to ask him out for dinner and chat, he wants to be Pan Bo There is a special meaning in Bo's life, not just "Mr. Wen" as he said.

Even though he is still not sure whether Pan Bo is that "special" person, he still decided to take that step this time, even if he died without a problem, he would not regret it.

The author has something to say: 1. Congratulations, rounding up, someone can send these two into the bridal chamber⊙?⊙

2. Point 1 is impossible. It will take some time for a solo with two children like Pan Bo to get better. Mr. Wen, you still have to work hard!