Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Then why do you smell like iodine solution?" His face became more and more gloomy.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly held her right hand, but accidentally touched her wound.

If it is not an injury, why should I use iodine solution?

Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Jian Qing sighed softly, lowered her head, and hit him on the shoulder, "Xiao Jing, can you stop being so smart?"

Quan Jingwu looked coldly angry, and in the next second he directly pulled up her sleeve, exposing her bandaged arm to his eyes.

Jian Qing was silent, her eyes flickering.

Quan Jingwu lowered his face and picked her up.

"Xiao Jing, you-" Before he could ask the doubtful words, he placed her beside the bed.

Jian Qing watched him pick up the remote control and press it, and the curtains in the room slowly closed.

Quan Jingwu pressed the button again, and the crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling in the room lit up.

"Anywhere else hurt?"

Jian Qing was a little confused when she heard his words unexpectedly.

"Where else are you injured?" he asked again.

Jian Qing looked up at him and shook her head, "No more."

Quan Jingwu said nothing, his purple eyes locked on hers. Looking at his cold face, Jian Qing raised her uninjured hand to hold him.

"Actually, it's just a little scratch. It'll be fine in a few days."

Suddenly, Quan Jingwu leaned down and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Xiaojing, you, what are you doing?" Jian Qing held his hand and leaned back.

"If you don't tell me, I will check it for you myself!" He said in a cold voice.

Jian Qing narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, "No."

Could this man have been stimulated by something?

"Choose one, you tell the truth, or do I do it myself?" He broke away from her hand and pinched the corner of her clothes. That posture was no joke.

If she doesn't tell the truth, then he will check it out himself.

"Wait a minute." Jian Qing was speechless and quickly stopped him, "It's really gone. I won't lie to you."

After saying the words, Jian Qing felt a little guilty.

"I think it's safer if I check it myself." Quan Jingwu obviously didn't believe it.

Jian Qing suddenly wanted to kill him with a piece of tofu, so he said softly, "Xiao Jing, I will tell you the truth, I will tell you the truth!"

Damn, she still wants to save face.

After a while, Quan Jingwu let go of his hand, stood up and looked at her.

Jian Qing didn't dare to hide it from him now. She raised her hand and slowly pulled up her trousers.

Several places on the calf were bruised, and the skin on the knee was scratched, which looked really dazzling.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and his big hands clenched tightly.

"Xiao Jing, these just look serious. Apply some medicine and you'll be fine in a few days. It won't hurt." Jian Qing took his hand and said with a smile.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and knelt down beside the bed, caressing the bruised wounds with his big hands. There was a little bit of heartache in the depths of his purple eyes, and his heart was torn to the point of raw pain.

How could it not hurt? With so many bruises, how could it not hurt!

"Good boy!" he called in a low voice.

"……sorry!"

The man who had always been aloof and cold as an emperor said the words "I'm sorry" for the first time, and the target was her.

Jian Qing looked down at the man squatting beside the bed, with a warm smile in her eyes, "Xiao Jing, the last thing we need between us is these three words."

After she finished speaking, she leaned down, buried her face in his shoulder, and said in a very soft voice, "My Xiaojing is fine!"

It was so good that she couldn't let go...

Quan Jingwu hugged her to prevent her from falling off the bed. Listening to the words she whispered in his ears, his frown finally relaxed a little.

"Baby, let's go to the hospital!"

"No!" She objected immediately. She didn't want to stay in the hospital for a moment longer.

There is no need to go to the hospital for this minor injury. The bruises and bruises can be cured by applying medicine anyway, so there is no need to go to the hospital.

"Obey, you must go to the hospital."

"Xiao Jing, why don't you go to the hospital?" Jian's clear and moist eyes looked at him pitifully.

"No--"

Jian Qing took the lead and covered his mouth with her hands, her eyebrows arched, and her voice softened, "Xiao Jing, I promise to take the medicine obediently and not go to the hospital, okay? I hate it there."

Facing her clear eyes, Quan Jingwu was still defeated. He stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to remove her bandages with gentle movements.

Perhaps because the movement was a bit too large, blood oozed slightly from the scratched wound, staining the white bandage red.

"Well, I guess I accidentally pulled it just now." Jian Qing glanced at it and said calmly, as if the injured person was not her.

"It's okay, it should stop automatically after a while."

Quan Jingwu stared at her, frowning, "My dear, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"..." Jian Qing curled her lips, always threatening her. Such a little scene is not cute at all!

Quan Jingwu threw the bandage on the bedside table, took his cell phone and called Shen Hao.

"Find a doctor to come to the old house, immediately!"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Hao, who was still a little confused, was about to ask something, but before he could speak, the phone was hung up.

Alas, he has worked so hard that his life will be shortened by many years sooner or later.

Jian Qing lay on the bed, thinking about making it known to the entire Quan family later, and suddenly had a headache.

I was really afraid of what might happen. If I had known earlier, I should have gone back to Shijin Palace directly.

After the phone call, Quan Jingwu used a hair dryer to blow up her hair. Jian Qing leaned against him, looking drowsy.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"

There was a knock on the door, and Jian Qing immediately woke up and quickly pulled down her sleeves and trousers.

Quan Jingwu turned off the hair dryer, stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, Quan Yifei froze when he saw that the person opening the door was Quan Jingwu.

Damn it, didn’t the second brother say that the third brother was taking a shower in the guest room?

Song Xirou came up with Quan Yifei. Seeing the man in front of her who was dressed in black casual clothes and whose hair was still wet after taking a shower and showing a bit of laziness, her heartbeat couldn't help but quicken.

"Third brother, this was just made in the kitchen, give it to Jian Qing." Due to Quan Jingwu's overwhelming air-conditioning, Quan Yifei quickly came to his senses and handed over the small cake he was holding.

Even members of the family cannot enter the third brother's room casually. Everyone in the Quan family knows this. The important thing is that she doesn't have the courage to step in.