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Statue?
He Ling took a glance, and immediately saw a surrealistic statue he had auctioned off earlier, which had a bronzed metallic luster under the light of the living room.
It's just such a statue that you can't tell what it is when you look left and right. At that time, it cost him nearly seven figures, and there is another disadvantage, that is, the edge of this statue is sharp.
It was originally placed on the coffee table as a decoration, but just now He Ling looked at it for a while and felt that there was some safety hazard.
If someone tripped over the sofa and fell directly on the statue, they would either die or be injured.
So I asked the housekeeper to move the statue to another place, preferably where no one can go.
The statue looked small, but it was very heavy. After the housekeeper managed to move it down, He Ling said that when he came back, he would make a cup of coffee for him, but he didn't expect the housekeeper to temporarily put the statue on the He landed on the ground not far from the sofa, Hua Jin didn't pay attention, and bumped into it hard with his calf.
Glancing at the sharp edges and corners of the statue, He Ling frowned and stepped forward to check.
Carrying Huajin's loose trouser legs, he gradually moved upwards, and as expected, blood was already overflowing from the wound.
Hiss.
Although He Ling was careful enough, he still touched the wound unavoidably, and Hua Jin clenched his teeth in pain.
In the huge living room, only one floor lamp was turned on, and the fireplace in front of the sofa.
The warm yellow and dim light reflected on Hua Jin's injured calf, making her leg as white as jade, while the blood red of the wound was strange.
Looking at such a powerful picture, He Ling seemed to recall something bad, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he tightly clenched his palm hanging on the side of his body, and his nails were deeply embedded in it. In the palm of his hand, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart.
Just at this moment, the butler came over with hot coffee. Seeing Hua Jin squatting on the ground, and He Ling who had a different face from that in front of Hua Jin, the butler changed his face drastically. He quickly put the coffee on the decorative cabinet beside him, and then I'm coming to help He Ling.
"Go get the medicine cabinet."
He Ling waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
The housekeeper hesitated for half a second, then hurriedly turned to get the medicine box.
During the conversation between the two, Hua Jin's pain gradually improved. She held her pant leg in one hand, not wanting the fallen clothes to rub the wound, while walking to the sofa by herself.
"How are you?"
Hua Jin naturally also saw that something was wrong with He Ling, she sat on the sofa and asked in a low voice.
"fine."
He Ling took out a pack of cigarettes directly from under the coffee table, and impatiently pulled out one from it, then glanced at Hua Jin who was at the side without any trace, but still didn't light the cigarette, and rubbed it between his fingers.
It seems that only in this way can those things in his heart disappear a little bit.
Soon, the butler brought the medicine box, and there was even a board of unpackaged medicine besides the medicine box.
The housekeeper didn't expect that He Ling and Hua Jin were already sitting on the sofa. Looking at He Ling, who was still not looking very good, but he was much better than before, the housekeeper silently put away the medicine, and then put the medicine box in the carrying case. A coffee table with nothing behind the statue.
"It's okay, I'll do it."
Seeing the housekeeper rummaging through the medicine box, as if he was going to treat his wound, Hua Jin hurriedly stopped him, then pulled the medicine box closer, skillfully found the disinfectant alcohol and iodophor from inside, and then rummaged through it again. After a while, I found the cotton ball.
It was only then that the housekeeper saw the injury on Hua Jin's leg at a close distance, and couldn't help giving her a high look.
Every little girl of this age is too delicate, and he has even seen Miss Jiao whose finger was cut with a piece of paper, as if it was the end of the world.
Unexpectedly, Miss Huajin was very proficient. Even though the injury was half the size of a palm, she didn't even cry out that it hurts.
Moreover, she handled the wound calmly and calmly. When the alcohol cotton ball was pressed on, the housekeeper felt the pain for her, but Hua Jin only frowned, and after disinfecting the wound properly, he threw the blood-stained cotton ball on the into the trash can just prepared by the housekeeper.
He Ling sat on the sofa next to him, rubbing a cigarette between his fingers for a while, and even the housekeeper took out a lighter from his pocket and asked him if he wanted to light it.
He thought for a while, but still refused, just flipping the cigarette between his fingers.
"That sculpture."
He Ling said in a deep voice, he didn't watch Hua Jin treat the wound, but he still remembered the scene of Hua Jin's leg dripping with blood just now.
"Take it directly and smooth the corners before sending it back."
He didn't name them by name, but only the butler was present to do this.
The housekeeper gave He Ling a surprised look, but still responded, "Yes, young master."
Seeing that Hua Jin didn't need him for a while, the housekeeper moved the statue directly to the garage.
During the moving process, the housekeeper looked at the strangely shaped statue in his arms, and even though he was used to the young master's financial resources, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
It is said that this statue is the work of a foreign master. When I brought it home, it cost nearly seven figures.
Moreover, the butler also checked the Internet out of curiosity, and said that the irregular edges and corners of the statue represent a series of artistic meanings such as the struggle against the world.
As a result, the young master will smooth it out with just one word
The butler sighed silently, then held the statue a little further away.
Prepare to contact the workers tomorrow to smooth the corners of the statue.
After everything was ready, the butler returned to the living room, but everyone was gone, only the medicine box on the coffee table and a few sterile cotton balls thrown in the trash can.
The housekeeper didn't think too much, bent down and packed everything
at the same time.
After treating the wound, Hua Jin was following He Ling to find her luggage.
Just now He Ling asked her why she came downstairs late at night, and Hua Jin told him that he came to find if the luggage had been delivered, so He Ling took her directly to the backyard.
It was only then that Huajin realized what the power of capital is. Being able to own a front yard and a backyard in a place like city b where every inch of land is expensive, this may be beyond the reach of most people in their lifetime.
Half an hour ago, Special Assistant Li sent the luggage over there. Just after unloading it in the backyard, the housekeeper was interrupted by various things, and he didn't have time to send Hua Jin and Lu Rongrong's luggage to them.
Hua Jin recognized his luggage, and was just about to step forward to get it.
He Ling was a few steps ahead of her, with a box in each hand, directly carrying all the heavy boxes of Hua Jin and Lu Rongrong in his hand, like that, it was as easy as carrying a chicken.
He directly followed Hua Jin and Lu Rongrong's luggage upstairs to their door. Halfway, when the housekeeper saw it, the housekeeper hurriedly came to pick it up, but He Ling refused directly, and went up with two suitcases each. building.
"Pay attention to the medicine for your injury."
Standing in front of Hua Jin's room door, He Ling put Hua Jin's box at her door, and lightly instructed.
"OK, good night."
Hua Jin leaned against the door, smiling peacefully, the moonlight faintly reflected behind her through the window, and faintly coated Hua Jin with a layer of soft silver light.
A smile flashed in He Ling's eyes unconsciously, "Good night." (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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