After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Zhiyi opened her almond eyes slightly.

What is Yan Chenfeng doing, asking her to exchange her body?

It's just wearing overalls, it's not enough!

Yan Chenfeng remained silent, the big hand around the woman's waist tightened, and the other hand deftly unbuttoned the buttons one by one, revealing the scarlet red on his chest.

His face suddenly sank.

The scar on Shen Zhiyi's body got worse.

Last night, it was just a faint pink, and it turned into a colorful one overnight, which was shocking.

Shen Zhiyi looked down following Yan Chenfeng's gaze, and also noticed the strangeness of the scar.

"This...what's the matter?"

"Are you asking me?" Yan Chenfeng took a deep breath, trying to restrain his dissatisfaction, "Last night you went out to drink, and you were so drunk that your relatives didn't recognize you."

The implication is that she is blaming her for not having taboos.

Shen Zhiyi frowned slightly, broke free from Yan Chenfeng's restraint, ran to the mirror, and carefully examined the scar on her chest.

Then, roll up your cuffs.

The situation on the arm is exactly the same as that on the chest.

"You know that you can't drink alcohol during the recovery period." Yan Chenfeng stood behind her with a sullen expression, "Aren't you afraid that the scar will become infected, festered, and become a monster?"

He knew it was a bit heavy to say.

But no way.

Who made the little woman have such a double standard, while making the servants pay attention to her body, while disregarding her own health.

Shen Zhiyi didn't defend herself, but the suspicion in her eyes became more and more serious.

In order to celebrate with Song Qingyin, before drinking last night, she specially took the special medicine prepared for her by the "doctor".

A small tablet can reduce the stimulation of alcohol on the blood vessels, and taking it once or twice occasionally has no side effects.

And she's sure.

Just being drunk once doesn't make it like this.

unless……

"Did you apply medicine to me last night?" Shen Zhiyi looked at Yan Chenfeng behind him through the mirror.

"Yeah." Yan Chenfeng nodded, his expression became even more stinky, "It's like this after applying the medicine, and I don't know what it will be like if I don't apply it."

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

Case solved.

Her scar suddenly got worse, not because of drinking.

It was the ointment that Yan Chenfeng applied to her, which conflicted with the ointment sent by the "doctor".

However, Yan Chenfeng cannot be blamed.

After all, he was kind enough to help her apply the medicine while she was asleep.

"Let's go."

Withdrawing her thoughts, Shen Zhiyi saw that Yan Chenfeng had already changed into the clothes she was wearing when she went out.

Shen Zhiyi glanced at the overalls placed beside the bed, feeling a little aggrieved.

Just when I was about to ask him what he meant, I heard Yan Chenfeng say: "The parent-child activity is cancelled, change clothes and go to the hospital."

……

Ci'an Hospital.

dermatology.

Shen Zhiyi held back all the way, thinking about it, and didn't know how to explain the ointment to Yan Chenfeng.

It's not that Yan Chenfeng will blame himself.

But the ointment she has been using is sent by "docotor". Once Yan Chenfeng finds out, he will definitely ask her who the "doctor" is.

Yan Chenfeng was already suspicious about the sniper before.

If there is another unidentified medical master among her friends...

Shen Zhiyi couldn't imagine Yan Chenfeng's expression.

"That..." Shen Zhiyi stopped outside the clinic, "I'll just go in by myself, you wait for me outside."

Yan Chenfeng let out a "hmm", sat on the lounge chair outside, picked up the full-English newspapers on the shelf next to him and read them.

In the consulting room.

A young and beautiful female doctor received Shen Zhiyi.

She first checked Shen Zhiyi's affected area, and then verbally asked about the symptoms.

Whether it hurts or not, whether it is itchy or not, whether there are any taboos and so on.

"I drank alcohol last night." Shen Zhiyi said, "Maybe I'm allergic to alcohol."

"Alcohol allergy?" The female doctor raised her eyebrows, "You don't look like an alcohol allergy, but a drug infection. Have you brought the ointment you usually apply? Let me take a look."

At this point, Shen Zhiyi couldn't pretend to be stupid anymore, glanced at the door from the corner of her eye, and lowered her voice: "It's like this, doctor, I've been applying another medicine for a while, but my husband didn't know, he took advantage of it last night. I gave me medicine when I fell asleep, and the two medicines just coincided with each other, so it became what I am now."

"I don't want to make him feel guilty, so if he asks, please tell him it's because of my drinking."

The female doctor was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably as if she had been stuffed with dog food.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Okay, I see."

"Thank you!"

Coming out of the consulting room, Shen Zhiyi saw that Yan Chenfeng was still sitting on a chair reading a magazine, the black shirt on his body was meticulous, exuding a trace of abstinence.

Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes and looked over.

"finish watching?"

"En!" Shen Zhiyi walked in front of Yan Chenfeng, "The doctor helped me deal with it, and there's nothing wrong with it. I'll go to the bathroom and leave."

Yan Chenfeng got up, said "you go first", and walked straight to the consulting room.

……

When Shen Zhiyi came back from the bathroom, Yan Chenfeng had already come out, with his tall and broad figure facing away from him, as if he was looking down at his phone.

She walked over briskly and took his arm: "Let's go out for lunch? Take mom with me. I just found a good restaurant these days."

Yan Chenfeng didn't speak.

Shen Zhiyi thought he was still blaming her for drinking, but didn't care.

until I got in the car.

The man leaned back and said bluntly, "Explain what the ointment is about?"

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback, the smile froze on his face.

But still bit the bullet and asked: "Ah? What ointment?"

Yan Chenfeng put down his phone, turned his head, and met the eyes of the guilty little woman.

"Do you know what this hospital is called?"

"Ci... Ci'an."

"Cian, take my grandfather's name, Jiang Ci'an." Yan Chenfeng held the steering wheel with one hand, and tapped the leather surface rhythmically with his clean and slender index finger, "This hospital belongs to Yan's, and the doctor who examined you happened to It's my college junior again."

"So do you think she will help you or help me?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

How could she have forgotten that this hospital belongs to the Yan family!

In the cabin, the air pressure gradually dropped.

Yan Chenfeng narrowed his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just now I asked my servant to take a photo of your ointment, originally to let the doctor see how it works, but she told me that that ointment has not been launched yet, and it was developed by country d. A top medical laboratory."

Yan Chenfeng stretched out his long arms, supporting Shen Zhiyi's head, spraying hot breath on the tip of her nose, "Little Shen Zhiyi, do you want to explain where the ointment came from?"

Shen Zhiyi held his breath.

Both hands rested on Yan Chenfeng's chest, and gently pushed it out.

But the other hand of the man grabbed the wrist and pressed down hard.

Deadlock.

The man's deep and pleasant voice hit the eardrum.

"Since you don't want to say, let me guess."

"The person who sent you the ointment and the person who dug the century-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum for you should be the same person."

"Right?"

Shen Zhiyi shuddered and nodded subconsciously.

However, Yan Chenfeng's dark pupils seemed to be filled with a man-eating storm.