In fact, from the beginning, her sixth sense told her that while this man might seem cold, he was definitely not a violent pervert.
Moreover, not all athletes were simple-minded, muscle-bound brutes, right?
With these thoughts, Andorli, gripping her bleeding right arm, slowly walked towards him.
She sat down at the table, and before she could extend her arm, Hano Zenji had already lifted her right arm, carefully examining the wound.
“The injury doesn’t look like a cut. It seems like you hit something hard. Were you in a car accident?”
“Yes,” Andorli nodded, a hint of surprise flashing in her green eyes.
What an incredibly perceptive man!
He first took out hydrogen peroxide on a cotton swab, and with extremely gentle and skilled movements, disinfected and wiped away the blood on her arm.
When the pain shot through her arm, Andorli almost wanted to scream and grab his arm, but Hano Zenji had already anticipated her intention.
Don’t try to grab my arm and beg for mercy, that will only make you hurt more.” With a cold, handsome face, he warned.
His warning made Androli obediently shut her mouth, letting his hands move over her wound.
“The wound isn’t deep, just some superficial soft tissue injury, but you’d better find time to take an X-ray to ensure there’s no risk of fracture.”
“Thank you, I will.” When she looked up, their eyes met again, and Androli’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it would jump out of her chest the next second.
After disinfecting, he casually picked up a bottle of medical iodine, dabbed some on cotton, gently wiped the wound, then pressed a clean cotton swab on the wound for several minutes to stop bleeding, applied anti-infection ointment, and finally took a roll of bandage to wrap her up.
His bandaging technique was very skillful, like someone who often handles wounds, and the bandage was wrapped beautifully…
It turned out that beneath this man’s cold and indifferent exterior, he also had such a gentle and delicate side. Androli gazed at his handsome profile, her heart involuntarily stirring.
“Okay, be careful when you go back, don’t let the wound get wet.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s getting late, you should go back,” he reminded her faintly.
“Can I ask for your name and address to thank you later?” Androli asked, blushing.
