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Bo Hancheng left her in the lurch and watched as she put the medication on her wound clumsily, with no intentions to help.

He then got into the driver's seat and closed his eyes to get some rest.

Even after a long time, Luo Zheng still wasn't done with bandaging her wound. She glanced at the messy gauze on her arm before turning to look at him, feeling a little discouraged.

In the end, she had no choice but to counsel herself and comfort herself. Mr. Bodyguard may not like me but he doesn't hate me either!

Otherwise, he would've just left with Luo Tingxue even after seeing me fall… Instead, he turned around and carried me all the way here.

The thought of it made Luo Zheng feel excited again. She inched closer towards him and looked at the fatigue in his eyes before trying to suck up to him, "Brother Cheng, are you exhausted? I'll massage your head… "

She then rubbed his temples before he even agreed.