coobybook Chapter 602 It made him itchy.
Chapter 602 It made him itchy.
As is her husband's usual routine, he was supposed to go for a morning run today. However, after he was hit by a gust of wind last night, she asked the doctor, who advised her to avoid morning runs and strenuous exercise for the next few days, just to be on the safe side.
Zhou Yi remembers.
So, after tidying up his suit and putting it in the dressing room, I went to the bedside table to get my phone to check the time.
Zhou Yi thought it should be around seven o'clock now, and Yu Yu should be awake and ready. She would take the toys to Yu Yu now, and Yu Yu would definitely be very happy.
however.
She was stunned when she saw the time displayed on her phone.
8:20.
Yes.
The time wasn't seven o'clock, but eight o'clock, and almost eight-thirty.
Zhou Yi felt that she had misread it.
She rubbed her eyes, looked again, and confirmed that it was 8:20, not 7:20.
Why is it so late?
Looking out the window, the sun of a new day has already risen, and the earth is brightly lit by its rays.
It's really late.
We need to hurry and see Yu Yu, otherwise the little one will get anxious if it gets too late.
With a furrowed brow, Zhou Yi didn't linger any longer and turned to leave.
However, as she turned around, she crashed straight into his hard chest, causing her to stumble backward.
He stretched out his long arms, wrapped them around her waist, and easily pulled her back into his embrace.
Wenren Chen, holding his phone, looked at the dazed face from the collision and asked, "What happened?"
He had seen everything about her anxious appearance just now.
Upon hearing his voice, Zhou Yi's head, still dazed from the impact, quickly grabbed his sleeve and said, "Sir, it's past eight o'clock. Yu Yu must have woken up long ago. I need to go over there now and give him the toy, otherwise he'll come looking for me."
She used to go before 7 o'clock, but now it's too late; she didn't even realize it.
Wenren Chen said, "No."
"Ok?"
Zhou Yi's eyes widened as she stared at him: "You don't know?"
"Yes, we went to bed late last night. Mother knows, and she will explain to Yuyu."
Compared to Zhou Yi's anxiety, Wenren Chen remained remarkably calm.
Zhou Yi was stunned when she heard this, and then a new question arose: "Sir, did you call the old lady?"
Wenren Chen said, "No."
"That……"
"Wait for me a moment, I'll wash up and then we'll go together."
He removed his arm from her waist, handed her the phone, and went to the restroom. Zhou Yi stood there, holding the phone still warm from his palm, watching the person who went to the restroom, her eyes full of questions.
They came back late last night, and there were no servants left. The master didn't call the old lady. How did the old lady know?
Many images flashed before Zhou Yi's eyes, and then gradually, she found the answer.
He is a doctor.
The doctors and nurses knew about last night's accident, so they told the old lady about it this morning.
After all, the gentleman's injury is no small matter.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi felt nervous.
She hurt the master. Although it was an accident, it was still her fault. How should she tell the old lady later?
At this moment, Zhou Yi became uneasy.
When Wenren Chen finished washing up and got ready, he saw the person standing in front of the bed with their head down, holding their phone tightly.
"what happened?"
His arm rested on her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Hearing his voice, Zhou Yi looked up and saw the bruise on his forehead: "Sir, let me apply some medicine for you."
The doctor said to do it three times a day, once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening.
The husband stopped going for his morning run, and after he finished washing up, she applied the medicine to him.
After the medicine was applied, they went to see Yu Yu together.
Wenren Chen looked at her furrowed brows, filled with worry, and said, "It's nothing."
Zhou Yi shook his head: "We need to apply medicine. Sir, please sit down first. I'll go downstairs to get the medical kit."
As she spoke, she turned to leave to get her first-aid kit.
Wenren Chen tightened his grip on her waist and said, "Let's go downstairs."
He took her arm and led her out of the bedroom.
Zhou Yi looked at him and saw that although he was injured, he was completely unaffected, and his complexion and condition were the same as before.
However, we should not be careless.
When the two went downstairs, Zhou Yi had Wenren Chen sit on the sofa, opened the medical kit, recalled the doctor's technique and steps in applying medicine to Wenren Chen last night, and carefully applied the medicine to Wenren Chen.
Wenren Chen leaned back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the focused face with its head bowed.
Because she was worried that she might hurt him, she lowered her head and bent down, bringing her face very close to his.
Her warm breath brushed against his face, his eyelashes, and the tip of his nose, carrying a faint fragrance, like a gentle spring breeze, carrying the scent of flowers, blowing in circles on his face, making his heart itch.
restless.
"Alright, sir, how are you feeling? Does it hurt?"
All the steps were exactly the same as when the doctor applied the medicine to Wenren Chen last night, except that her movements were very light, as light as a feather, which kept stirring his heart.
Wenren Chen gazed into those concerned eyes, which were filled with clarity. As his eyes moved, the dark undercurrent within them subsided and disappeared.
He said, "It doesn't hurt."
Zhou Yi looked at his face and eyes, and saw no sign of pain. The gentleman was indeed not in pain.
She relaxed, a smile spreading across her face: "Okay."
She threw away the trash, packed up the things, closed the first-aid kit, wiped her hands with disinfectant wipes, and said, "Okay, sir, let's go see Yuyu."
"Ah."
Wenren Chen stood up and picked up a toy from the side. Zhou Yi quickly said, "Sir, let me take it."
She hurriedly reached for it, but just like last night, Wenren Chen gently raised his hand, and she found nothing.
Zhou Yi was stunned.
Wenren Chen said, "I'll take it."
He put his arm around her waist, carried the toys in his other hand, and led her out of the Ink Garden.
Zhou Yi looked at Wenren Chen, her lips moved, but she swallowed back the words she was about to say.
The gentleman wanted to give the toy to Yu Yu himself.
This is the deep love from a father.
As soon as the two left the Ink Garden, the servants came into view immediately.
Zhou Yi had gotten used to this routine. As long as they came back late, the servants would not see them, but once the next day arrived, they would see many servants.
Upon seeing the two emerge from the Ink Garden, a servant approached and said, "Sixth Young Master, breakfast has been prepared in the dining room. The Master and Madam are playing with the young master there, waiting for you to arrive."
Wenren Chen said, "Hmm."
Take Zhou Yi to the front yard restaurant.
Upon hearing the maid's words, Zhou Yi lowered her head, her two small hands involuntarily twisting together.
Her expression turned tense.
The gentleman was born when the old lady was quite old. She doted on him and cherished him very much.
This would be the same for any mother.
Now that her precious child is injured because of her, the old lady must be very worried, so she is waiting for them in the front hall.
Zhou Yi didn't know how to talk to the old lady later.
The old lady treated her so well, yet she was so careless.
She was a very bad wife.
As Zhou Yi pondered, his brows furrowed more and more, and his supple body unconsciously tensed up.
Wenren Chen sensed something was wrong with the person in his arms, looked down at her, and said, "Don't worry."
Her face is like a blank sheet of paper; whatever she's thinking is clearly written on it.
No need to guess.
The deep, magnetic voice entered Zhou Yi's ears, and her heart, which had been racing with tension, froze for a moment.
Look up at him.