Sweet Wife, be Good!

But the latter sentence is meant to give Xia Jiu an explanation.

Shen Muhan's jaws: "Okay, then wait for your comments."

The deputy dean hurriedly said: "Ms. Xia's injury will be covered by our hospital."

"Associate Dean, my business is fine. But I hope that my sister will not be affected in any way. I hope that her medication can also be guaranteed." Xia Jiu said calmly.

The deputy dean immediately bowed: "Of course, we will definitely guarantee this."

As the deputy dean left, Xia Jiu glanced at Shen Muhan strangely: "Young Master Han, I thought you didn't know why I and Mrs. Huang quarreled."

After all, Shen Muhan's usual brain circuits were beyond ordinary people's understanding, and she didn't expect Shen Muhan to understand herself.

But he could see that the matter was provoked by Mrs. Huang.

"I'm neither blind nor deaf." Does Shen Muhan need more time to know the truth? At that time, I heard a few more sentences at the scene, and I understood the whole story.

Sometimes she was quite blind and deaf. Xia Jiu said something in her stomach, and she didn't say anything because he had done so much for her just now.

"Chen Qi, find someone to send Xia Jiu back." Shen Muhan accompanied Xia Jiu out and arranged for Chen Qi to deal with it.

Xia Jiu didn't expect him to send him off either, and said, "No need to send it, I live close, just go back by myself."

After speaking, she turned and left by herself, although she only injured one hand, but because it was her right hand, she felt a little inconvenient.

Looking at the back of Xia Jiu away, Chen Qi whispered: "Master, you really don't send Miss Xia?"

"Should I give it?" Shen Muhan didn't think she liked sending her by herself.

"..." Chen Qi reminded carefully, "Miss Xia hurts her right hand and can't touch water. Life must be very inconvenient..."

Shen Muhan nodded: "Abolish the right hand with the surname Huang."

"It has been abolished. I mean, Miss Xia needs someone to take care of."

Shen Muhan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Find a few bodyguards over."

"What about taking a bath and washing your hair?"

In Shen Muhan's mind, the appearance of Xia Jiu in the shower suddenly appeared, if the bodyguards were to go...His eyes were a little darker, cold and indifferent.

...

Xia Jiu returned home, afraid that Xia Lin was worried, so she called her and told her that she was going on a business trip and it might take a few days to see her.

After a few days, the hand will not be so serious, and you can fool it with any reason at that time.

Charlene is not an adult, the less you know about these noisy things, the better.

I hurt my hand, so I can only order takeaway. What's more, Xia Jiu doesn't cook much. When my parents were there, there was a servant cook at home, and she didn't need her to cook.

She can't flatter her cooking level, and she can't eat what she cooks.

You can go to the barbershop outside to wash your hair and face. Bathing is a little troublesome, but you can still insist on it.

It is the ten-finger connecting the heart. After the anesthetic subsides, the tingling pain is severe, and it hurts to the heart when it is involved.

The doorbell rang, Xia Jiu didn't even wear his shoes, and ran to open the door, thinking it was a takeaway.

But when I opened the door, I found that the man standing at the door turned out to be the man she had seen the most in the past few days. He still had a cold face and seemed a little reluctant.

Xia Jiu was taken aback by this man, and the smile on her face instantly solidified when he saw him appear.

"Didn't you just wake up? How can you run around without staying in the hospital for observation?"

"I have been discharged from the hospital." Shen Muhan dragged the suitcase and walked in.

Xia Jiu frowned. He was so badly injured that he was discharged from the hospital?

Almost died before and was discharged from the hospital if he got better?

Shen Muhan changed his shoes and walked in with things.

Xia Jiu looked at the oversized suitcase he was carrying, and asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"

"Live with you." Shen Muhan had already brought in the suitcase and took off his shoes, but Xia Jiu didn't have any shoes for him to change.

"What do you mean? Why don't you live in the Shen family? Besides, I can't live here. No, even if I can live here, I won't live for you. Hey, Shen Muhan..."

In Xia Jiu's refusal, he had already opened the suitcase.

No words seemed to stop him from making up his mind.

Shen Muhan also looked at her suspiciously: "If you don't live here, how can you take care of your hands?"

"Are you here to take care of me? Don't be kidding, Master Shen, if you want to live here, I will be stunned to death. The wound will definitely not heal. I don't need someone to take care of it." Xia Jiu really missed it. Laugh, is he kidding? Will he take care of people?

"First, I am not taking care of you, but taking care of your hands; second, I have made decisions, and you have the right to express opinions?" Shen Muhan looked at her strangely.

A very smart girl, but IQ is not as high as he imagined.

Xia Jiu laughed angrily at him, "This is my residence, of course I have the right! Shen Muhan, I will order you to go out now!"

She stretched out her finger to the door, accidentally used her injured right hand, and retracted it tremblingly with pain, her small face suddenly wrinkled.

Shen Muhan stepped forward, closed the door, and picked her up and placed it on the sofa.

Xia Jiu was too painful to talk to him, but Shen Muhan regarded her as acquiescence and took out the rough items.

Everything in his box is neatly arranged.

Everything is arranged in an orderly manner, the space is used to the extreme, and the most things are put down to the maximum.

Xia Jiu glanced at him. Almost all his belongings were in cool colors, just like his people.

He simply took out a few items and went straight to the kitchen. Xia Jiu really wanted to throw him out, but her strength didn't give her this option at all. She could only watch him sway around the whole house in a rebellious manner.

The apartment that Xia Jiu rented was not big. It only had two bedrooms and one living room. The two rooms were arranged as a bedroom and a study room. Because Xia Lin could not be discharged from the hospital in a short time, she did not leave a room for her.

Usually Xia Jiu was alone in the small apartment, but after adding a tall Shen Muhan, it always felt like there were a lot of things, and it suddenly became crowded.

Sitting on the sofa, Xia Jiu frowned with pain, and shouted at Shen Muhan's back in the kitchen: "Give me painkillers!"

Shen Muhan heard her shout, walked over, grabbed her hand and took a look, "You don't need painkillers. This is just the normal pain after the anesthetic disappears, and it is completely within the normal range of tolerable. Although the painkillers can relieve temporarily It’s painful, but there is a probability of 1 in 10,000 of nerve damage."