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Zhou Heng's eyes were clear and bright, with a concerned look as he gazed at me. His tone softened as he said, "A fracture requires rest. Can you take care of yourself at home alone?"
I nodded quickly, "I can, I can."
Zhou Heng still seemed worried, hesitated, and looked at my foot with concern.
I feel guilty and dare not look him in the eye.
Summoning up my courage, I prepare to unwrap the gauze and tell him the truth. I lift my foot, but before I can put it on my knee, the doorbell rings.
Not many people know my home address, so I can't guess who it might be.
I wanted to get up, but Zhou Heng stopped me: "I'll go open the door, you sit down." I half-raised my body, hanging in the air, watching him turn and stride towards the door, and could only sit back in place. "Xiao Meng...."
Oh my goodness, it's Wang Ze's voice. I was so scared that I jumped up, and my foot hit the floor hard, causing me to scream in pain.
"Ouch."
Zhou Heng and Wang Ze were both startled by my scream and called out my name, "Xiao Meng."
I never expected to run into Wang Ze and Zhou Heng like this. Now I'm in a real bind. My foot hurts, but not as much as my head does.
Seeing Wang Ze and Zhou Heng standing in front of me, I couldn't find a good way to hide my embarrassment, so I continued to pretend to be in pain.
Zhou Heng was getting anxious, bending down to try to lift my ankle to take a look, but hesitating greatly.
Wang Ze squatted down, at a loss, and just asked me, "Does it hurt a lot? Should we go see the doctor again?"
I clearly saw the change in Zhou Heng's expression, a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he could no longer remain calm standing there.
He squatted down, no longer caring, "Let me take a look."
I was stunned for a moment, quickly protecting my feet and stammering, "No, it's okay."
Wang Ze grabbed his arm and shouted displeasedly, "You're a Taoist priest, not a charlatan. This kind of injury needs to be treated at the hospital."
Zhou Heng's hand hung in the air, staring at me in a daze, clearly hurt by Wang Ze's words.
I regretfully pushed Wang Ze's hand away, lowered my voice, and said to him, "What are you doing? Master Zhou is well-intentioned, he is not what you think."
Heze looked displeased, with a stern expression, "He's a Taoist, coming to your house without looking at feng shui or catching ghosts, what does he want to do?"
He was slandering Zhou Heng, and I suddenly got angry, grabbing Zhou Heng's wrist, "He is my boyfriend, it's only natural for him to come here, what are you trying to do?"
Heze looked incredulous, unable to speak for a while, just staring straight at me. I swallowed hard, pretending to be calm, ignoring how shocked Zhou Heng was looking at me. Heze's shoulders moved slightly, and he sneered, "You found a Taoist to be your boyfriend? Ling Xiaomeng, are you trying to anger me on purpose? Even if you lie, you should do it with some skill, right?"
Haha, he's really confident. Am I mad at him? Do I need to be mad at him? I deliberately said, "Yeah, I came for the Miai." I cleared my throat and continued, "So, you don't need to bother."
Heze gritted his teeth and continued, "I know you hate how I treated you back then, so I wanted you to taste that feeling too. But Xiao Meng, he's a Taoist priest. Isn't this just nonsense?"
I gave him a blank look, feeling full of anger in my heart. "What's wrong with a Taoist priest? I like Taoist priests, is that not allowed?"
I clearly felt Zhou Heng's hand, which I was holding, tremble for a moment. He stood up, looking much calmer.
I only heard his calm and gentle voice saying to Wang Ze, "The priority is her foot injury. Arguing is meaningless. Let me take a look at it, apply some medicine, and relieve the pain first."
I couldn't feel the pain in my foot now. I just felt like my lungs were about to explode. Wang Ze was self-righteous, thinking that I still cared about him and that bringing Zhou Heng was just to spite him.
But he couldn't see clearly. I am clearly interested in Zhou Heng.
I tugged at Zhou Heng's sleeve and said in a very soft and hesitant voice, "Then please do me a favor and apply the ointment you brought for me." Wang Ze's face turned livid with anger, and he couldn't say a word for a while. I said, "Wang Ze, just leave. Tell Du Yuwei that if this happens again, I will resign and never return to the company."
Wang Ze looked at me disappointedly, with complex emotions in his eyes. Finally, he said, "Okay, I'm leaving."
At the door, he stopped and turned to look at Zhou Heng, then said to me, " Xiao Meng, you're confused by anger, I understand. But please calm down and consider things responsibly for yourself."
I exhaled, nodded, and gestured for him to leave. I knew what to do with my own affairs.
Bang! With a loud noise, Wang Ze slammed the door, clearly leaving in anger.
Zhou Heng was preparing the ointment, and I bent down to unwrap the bandaged gauze from my swollen ankle, reve Ye Ling the severity of the swelling.
It seems that compared to yesterday, the swelling has gotten worse. It was when I suddenly stepped down just now that I hurt it again.
Zhou Heng squatted down and carefully examined my foot injury. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of causing me more pain. Finally, he lifted his head with a relieved expression and smiled slightly, "It's not as bad as I thought." I lowered my eyes and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master Zhou."
Besides saying sorry, at this moment, I am speechless.
After holding it in for a long time, I finally couldn't help but speak: "Yao Yao made me wrap the gauze, I didn't actually break any bones, just a sprain. Master Zhou, I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday..."
Zhou Heng was carefully applying the medicated plaster for me. His slender fingers skillfully placed the plaster, gently pressing down on each area. Those clearly defined knuckles, how many unknown skills do they actually possess!
Zhou Heng showed no sign of annoyance, but instead a gentle smile appeared on his face.
He said, "I could tell it was just a sprain, so I felt relieved."
He even understands this, my goodness, what else can't he do?
I busily asked, "Are you, are you not angry?" He raised his eyes, the bright and clear depths reflecting my anxious expression. Zhou Heng: "You are not seriously injured, which is fortunate. Why would I be angry?"
I was dumbfounded, unable to answer, but my nose felt a bit sour.
Zhou Heng's words made me feel ashamed. He was only concerned about my injury, and nothing else. But I felt a bit guilty in my heart, "I didn't know your phone was broken. I thought you were ignoring my messages because you were annoyed with me."
His hand paused, his eyelashes fluttered, and I saw a ripple of emotion in his eyes.
He answered me calmly, "I went to Liangshan without being able to explain to you, which was also my negligence. After leaving your house that night, I drove through the night to Xichang. So, I didn't see the WeChat message you sent, and you don't need to blame yourself."
Zhou Heng threw the gauze into the trash can and said, "There's no need to wrap so many layers of gauze, this is enough."
I sighed and looked at the neatly applied plaster on my ankle, feeling a surge of indescribable emotions. My voice was soft as I asked him, "Yesterday, I saw your car." Zhou Heng smiled shyly and said, "I couldn't reach you, so..."
Me: "Why did you leave even though you clearly saw me?"
Zhou Heng's face showed some difficulty. He took a sip of water, seemed to be lost in thought, and then answered me: "There's someone taking care of you, I feel like I might not be able to help much..."
I was a little angry. He saw me with other men and yet remained so calm. Is he just indifferent or does he have a big heart?
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