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When He Yi'an saw the ointment, he had actually thought of what Shelley was going to do.
Sure enough, he walked to He Yi'an's side with the ointment in his hand, Shelley gently rolled up He Yi'an's sleeves, and saw the burns all over.
Fortunately, He Yi'an's burn was not particularly serious, there was only one piece on his forearm, but the scar was so hideous that Shelley didn't even dare to think how uncomfortable he would be during the treatment.
He dipped some ointment, and when he was about to apply it on He Yi'an's scar, He Yi'an directly reached out and knocked off the cotton swab in his hand.
The cotton swab stained with ointment fell to the ground, and Shelley only heard He Yi'an's voice coldly say: "It's been two years, and it doesn't work anymore."
But Shelley took out a second cotton swab. He dipped it in the ointment, and never gave He Yian a chance to refuse. Shelley controlled both of He Yian's hands aside with one hand, and then used the cotton swab to carefully wipe He Yian's hand. The scars were covered with ointment.
The ointment was slightly cold, and He Yi'an was still struggling at first, but later realized that struggling was useless, so he relaxed his grip.
He could see Shelley's serious side face, and his short black hair looked much neater than he remembered.
He Yi'an realized that he was fascinated by him, and then looked away in embarrassment.
My own attention is always unconsciously attracted by Shelley.
It is obvious that it will never be possible between two people.
But his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, would fall on Shelley.
Shelley naturally felt He Yi'an's gaze at first, but he didn't pierce He Yi'an's little thoughts.
Soon, the ointment was applied.
Shelley used quite a lot of doses. After one application, half of the tube was gone.
He then took some bandages from the drawer and wrapped the ointment around He Yi'an's arm.
At the end, he tied a neat knot with his dexterous hands, and helped He Yi'an put down his sleeves again.
"Try it, will there be any discomfort?"
Shelley looked down at him.
He Yi'an simply moved his arm, and Shelley bandaged it very carefully, not too thin or too thick.
He reluctantly shook his head.
Shelley put away the ointment, smiled and gently stroked the top of He Yi'an's head.
"I also know you don't want to see me"
Shelley's words paused slightly, and there was obviously a smile in his voice, but in He Yi'an's ears, it was inexplicably sad.
He Yi'an put down his sad emotions, and didn't respond to Shelley's words.
Shelley didn't mind at all, he looked at He Yi'an and continued.
"I'll be here first. When I'm waiting for dinner, I'll come over and take you downstairs to eat with me."
He Yi'an still didn't speak, Shelley could only see his long and curly eyelashes covering the emotions in his eyes.
But apart from a little sadness in Shelley's heart, most of it is full of satisfaction.
He never thought that one day, He Yi'an would be able to sit in front of him intact.
Thinking of this, Shelley even wanted to thank the person behind the scenes who had been targeting the Esmond family.
If it wasn't for that person, Shelley would naturally not have entered the police station.
If he hadn't entered the police station that night, he naturally wouldn't have passed by that small shop and seen He Yi'an's paintings.
Even less will he follow the vine to find He Yi'an.
Thinking of this, even if He Yi'an doesn't want to say a word to him now, or see him, Shelley doesn't care.
There was even a slight smile on the corner of his lips, Shelley turned and left.
And when Shelley left and passed the door, Shelley picked up a remote control and clicked the red button on it.
Under He Yian's gaze on the monitor in the corner, the red light flickered and then turned into a green light.
Shelley actually used a monitor to watch him!
He Yi'an looked at Shelley in disbelief.
Facing He Yi'an's unbelievable gaze, Shelley smiled and said, "I know it's not good to deceive you, so I want to tell you personally that there is a monitor here, and the synchronous screen will be sent to my mobile phone."
Having said that, Shelley smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I really can't lose you again, so that's all I can do."
"Am I a criminal?"
He Yi'an blushed with anger, and he directly picked up the chair on the sofa.Take a pillow and throw it at Shelley.
Shelley easily caught the pillow, and he put the pillow on the cabinet next to him.
"It won't be like this in the future, trust me."
After he finished speaking, he opened the door and left the bedroom.
As if to vent his anger, He Yi'an threw all the pillows on the sofa to the door.
Some of them were thrown very accurately and hit the door directly, while others were thrown wrongly and knocked over the furnishings in the bedroom.
The guard standing at the door could only hear the sound of various objects breaking, and he was hesitating whether to go in and have a look.
A maid has already come from a distance.
The maid looked at the guard's suspicious eyes and said, "The patriarch asked me to come and clean the room."
Hearing that someone was sent by the patriarch, the guard hurried out of the door.
The maid entered the room and was immediately shocked by the embarrassment in the room.
However, the principle of working in the Esmond family is to do more and talk less. She didn't ask anything, but just lowered her head and picked up the debris on the ground.
He Yi'an sat weakly on the sofa, buried his face in his palms, unable to see his expression clearly.
In Shelley's study, He Yi'an's situation was displayed on the screen in real time.
Shelley looked at the silent He Yi'an on the screen, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
However, after the helplessness, a touch of determination soon appeared, and the helplessness was replaced.
No matter what the method is, as long as He Yi'an can be kept, the two of them will be able to return to their previous state sooner or later.
He firmly believes.
Or rather, he had to believe it.
Shelley has no way to admit it, and also has no way to accept it. He Yi'an may never have
He lowered his eyelids, and when he raised them again, his gaze had returned to normal.
There was even a cold light flickering in the dark green eyes. At this moment, he hid his heart and became the extremely qualified patriarch of the Esmond family.
Shelley pressed the button next to the desk and said to the people outside.
"You can let the person at the door come in, I have something to ask him."
After finishing speaking, he didn't even need to listen to the answer from the other side, and immediately withdrew his hand, and the red button was quickly lifted to isolate the voice from the other side.
Soon, a frightened man was brought into Shelley's office.
As soon as he entered the office, the frightened man knelt on the soft carpet.
"Patriarch! I really don't know how the goods in the warehouse turned into unique products! I dare to swear, since you changed the rules, patriarch, I have never touched such a business again!" (Remember Website URL: 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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