After marrying a vegetative boss

Feng Zhuojun's hand was warm and scalding, obviously he didn't use much strength, but it was like a solid shield, holding Baiyao's hand tightly to guard against it.

Bai Yao lowered her eyes shyly, not even knowing how Feng Zhuojun led him to find the trauma department.

The collar of Bai Yao's clothes was covered with a large circle of white fur, revealing a small face like a white fox in the snow. Although it was beautiful, it would be a bit of a hindrance when dealing with the wound.

He took off his clothes and was skillfully held in Feng Zhuojun's arms.Although some things are done for the first time, they feel very familiar in the dark.It seemed that the milk fragrance belonging to Baiyao was still hanging on the clothes. Feng Zhuojun sniffed it lightly, and suddenly became a little dazed.

It seems that if you just watch Baiyao quietly like this, you can watch it for a long time without getting bored.

The doctor's movements were not as gentle as Feng Zhuojun's. He pinched Baiyao's chin with his gloved hand and lifted it up to see the wound more clearly.

However, as the skin on his face was pulled to the wound, Bai Yao twitched the corners of his mouth in pain, and couldn't hold back a soft snort.

This painful hum broke Feng Zhuojun's contemplation, and he glanced at the doctor with displeasure.

The doctor suddenly felt that the air pressure around him was a little lower, as if there was a cold air blowing from somewhere.

Somewhat embarrassed, he said: "It hurts you, let me take it easy."

He lightly pressed Baiyao's chin to look again, and said with some resentment: "What's the matter between you young lovers, you can't talk well, it took a lot of hard work to make it like this. The young man looks so white and tender, How can you do it?"

Feng Zhuojun was wearing a hat and a mask, and just by looking at it, the visitor was not friendly, so the doctor subconsciously thought that the injury on Baiyao's face was Feng Zhuojun's masterpiece.

Feng Zhuojun cast his bored eyes again, before he could deny it, Baiyao explained first, "It's not him."

Baiyao's voice is clear and moist, and when she speaks in a low voice, she looks like a little milk cat that smells like milk. "It was hit by someone else, just someone I don't know well."

Hearing Baiyao's words, the doctor apologized to Feng Zhuojun with some embarrassment, then chose to shut up and quietly administered the medicine to Baiyao.

The wound on the face has turned into a ferocious purple after such a short period of time. The doctor couldn't bear to see it. When applying the medicine, the hand of the cotton swab was countless times lighter than usual.

At this time, Feng Zhuojun had already cut Bai Ting into pieces countless times in his heart.

He was inherently cold, especially after experiencing countless fast travel worlds, some of which are ancient worlds, some of which are the world of cultivating immortals, and the world of war and chaos. Which world does not kill people like hemp with a knife in hand.

If he lived in such a world, he wouldn't need to be cautious at all times. At this time, Bai Ting might already be a puddle of mud.

Even though the doctor's treatment was light, Bai Yao still felt a little pain.But in order not to burden the doctor, he always endured it.

Baiyao's round and tender eyes stared at the white wall behind the doctor. At this moment, those eyes, like black pearls, were covered with a moist luster. turn around.

Feng Zhuojun pursed his lips, and said to Bai Yao: "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

Bai Yao responded in a low voice, and the little milk voice hummed with grievance.

After applying the ointment, the doctor put another layer of bandage on Baiyao's face to prevent Baiyao from accidentally scratching the wound.

Feng Zhuojun did not go out for long, and walked in after a while.

He put on clothes for Baiyao, lowered his head, looked at his little wife's aggrieved expression, and rubbed Baiyao's soft hair.

"Don't cry, I'll give you candy."

Feng Zhuojun stretched out his hand, and out of nowhere a piece of marshmallow appeared in his hand.

The marshmallows are wrapped in transparent sugar wrappers with a pink bear painted on them.

Feng Zhuojun tore off the candy wrapper for Baiyao, and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."

Bai Yao opened his mouth obediently, but because the corner of his mouth was injured, he could only open it a little.Feng Zhuojun leaned against his head, and the person who looked cold and unapproachable gently tore a piece of marshmallow, and fed it into Baiyao's mouth in small pieces.

The marshmallow is very light and soft, and it melts in the mouth. The sweet strawberry jam melts in the mouth, and the whole person feels sweet.

Feng Zhuojun smiled: "Eating too much sugar is bad for your teeth, so you can only eat one piece. If you cry again, there will be no sugar to coax you."

Bai Yao blinked his eyes shyly, he is not a child anymore, so he doesn't need to be coaxed with sugar.

After dealing with herself, Baiyao still misses her grandpa.Feng Zhuojun naturally took Baiyao's hand, and the two walked towards the ward together.

Baiyao didn't struggle this time. He had been thinking wildly in his mind for a long time when he took the medicine, and finally thought calmly that there was nothing wrong with Feng Zhuojun being nice to him. He wished that Feng Zhuojun could like him, and he also wanted to stay in For the Feng family, those are the few places in his life that he can covet.

On the way, a little girl was sitting in the lobby of the hospital with her nose twitching. Her eyes were red and she looked like she had just cried.

The little girl held a hundred-yuan Grandpa Mao in her hand, and when she saw Feng Zhuojun, she burst into tears again.

Pointing at Feng Zhuojun, she cried loudly, "Mom, that uncle snatched my cotton candy, woo woo woo..."

Bai Yao looked at Feng Zhuojun suspiciously, and saw an unnatural embarrassment flash across his face: "I didn't grab it, I bought it from her."

Then he took Bai Yao's hand and walked faster: "Don't think about it, go see grandpa first."

Walking outside the ward, Feng Zhuojun just opened the door to go in, but Baiyao grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

Feng Zhuojun stopped and looked at Baiyao.

Feng Zhuojun was a bit tall, Baiyao tried tiptoeing, but still couldn't reach Feng Zhuojun's ears.

He said softly, "Can you stand a little lower?"

Feng Zhuojun smiled, and lowered his head obediently, so that Baiyao could stick to Feng Zhuojun's ear.

Baiyao still had the sweet and sour taste of marshmallow in her mouth, her words were all sweet and greasy, she stuck to Feng Zhuojun's ear and begged in a low voice: "Can you help me."

"I told Grandpa that I am your wife."

"Can you... Act with me later, it's better for me."

Feng Zhuojun hummed lightly, suppressed his displeasure at Baiyao's words about acting, stood up straight, and gently patted Baiyao's head.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Feng Zhuojun suddenly thought of that time when Bai Yao went back to his grandfather's house and told him that he admired him for a long time.

Thinking of this, the displeasure disappeared just now, and he also laughed at how angry he was with Yaoyao, he was still too impatient.

He thought that he had always been a patient person who could hold his breath, but since he woke up, he became impatient unconsciously after being contaminated with Baiyao in everything.

He took Bai Yao's hand and pushed open the door of the ward...