The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

An Chen unscrewed the alcohol bottle and poured it directly on the wound. His forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat. Despite this, An Chen still didn't make a sound.

As for why he didn't let Fu Yanxing know that he was injured, it was just that he didn't want him to know. There was no other reason.

After all the blood was washed away, a terrifying wound appeared on his arm. An Chen didn't expect it to be so serious, but he still didn't take it seriously.

An Chen entered the bathroom, and Fu Yanxing stood up and walked to the mirror. Then he looked at his back. Apart from some bruises, there were no other wounds. It was actually fine.

After reading it, Fu Yanxing planned to go back and wait for An Chen to come back. As he was walking back, he vaguely saw a piece of gauze covered with blood on the ground.

Fu Yanxing thought he had seen it wrong, so he walked a few steps quickly, picked it up and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was bloody gauze, and the blood on it had not dried yet, so it should have been from not long ago.

That's right, this gauze was the one An Chen used to wipe the blood just now. It was originally stuffed into his pocket. It might have fallen out when he was putting the alcohol and gauze in it, and An Chen didn't notice it.

Fu Yanxing looked at the gauze. It was covered with blood, but there were no wounds on his body, let alone blood.

An Chen! Fu Yanxing was shocked and hurried towards the bathroom, putting on his clothes on the way.

"Chenchen?" The bathroom door was locked, and Fu Yanxing was knocking on the door.

An Chen had heard footsteps just now, and was not surprised to hear Fu Yanxing knocking on the door.

"What?" An Chen asked while speeding up the movements of his hands.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think? What else can I do in the bathroom?" An Chen is really doing two things now, dealing with Fu Yanxing's problems and bandaging the wound at the same time.

An Chen sloppily wrapped the gauze around his arm and put down his sleeves. An Chen threw the bloody gauze directly into the toilet, then pressed the flush button. He didn't forget to wash his hands before opening the door and going out. He also had to do it when acting. Do the full set.

When An Chen opened the door, Fu Yanxing was standing outside anxiously. An Chen had enough reason to suspect that if he didn't open the door, Fu Yanxing might break in.

"What's wrong? Are you so anxious?" An Chen looked calm, as if nothing had happened, but the cold sweat on his face and pale lips betrayed her.

"You're injured." What Fu Yanxing said was not a question, but an affirmation.

"No, you guessed wrong. Keep going back to apply the medicine." After An Chen finished speaking, he walked back and was grabbed by Fu Yanxing.

Coincidentally, the place where Fu Yanxing held An Chen happened to be An Chen's injured hand.

An Chen remained calm on the surface, but Fu Yanxing felt that An Chen must be hiding something.

"Let go first and go back to apply the medicine." An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing and said.

Fu Yanxing might have been too anxious, so he didn't control the strength of his hand. Anyway, he held his arm with considerable strength.

Seeing An Chen walking back, Fu Yanxing also let go of his hand and followed her, but his hands always felt sticky. When Fu Yanxing looked at his injury, his eyes were all red.

Since this is not his own blood, it belongs to An Chen. There is no one else here except the two of them.

After just holding his arm, there was blood on it. Fu Yanxing was also frightened for a while, and then he quickly caught up with An Chen, stood in front of her, gently held An Chen's arm, and then opened his sleeves. .