210 Chapter 209, can we... ...

After Lu Qian hung up the phone, Zhao Siqing finally felt at ease.

Lu Qian put the phone on the coffee table and looked at Zhao Siqing. "Let me help you with your arm. "

Zhao Siqing looked at her arm that was still dripping blood. Because it was covered by a sleeve, she couldn't really see how badly it was injured.

However, it was better to deal with it properly. She walked forward and stood in front of Lu Qian. She said gently, "sorry to trouble you. "

Lu Qian's hand that picked up the scissors paused slightly, as if he wasn't used to her politeness.

But in the end, he didn't say anything. He only used the scissors to carefully cut off her sleeve first.

The blood was a little sticky. The torn cloth stuck to the flesh was very painful. Zhao Siqing's face was slightly Pale.

Lu Qian lowered his head slightly and carefully helped her to remove the cloth stuck to the flesh. He asked gently, "how have you been... recently? ''

Zhao Siqing glanced at him and said softly, "pretty good. Chu Yue's matter has been settled. There have been quite a lot of customers in the studio recently. I've been very busy every day. "

Lu Qian threw the cut fabric into the trash can. Looking at the wound on her arm, he couldn't help but frown.

The shelf had been smashed down, causing a large amount of bruises and scrapes. The most serious thing was that there was a sharp spot on the shelf that had a very deep cut.

Her arm was thin and white. Now that there was a bloody scar on it, her skin turned slightly outwards and was still dripping blood. It looked a little shocking.

Lu Qian soaked the cotton ball with iodophor and then looked at her and said, "bear with it, it will hurt a little. "

Zhao Siqing nodded and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Lu Qian held her arm with one hand and pressed the soaked cotton ball on her wound with the other hand, repeatedly wiping and disinfecting it.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but frown, a layer of sweat oozing out of her forehead.

Zhao Siqing didn't look at the wound again. Instead, she looked at Lu Qian to divert her attention. "Did you write all the songs you sang? "

"Yes. " Lu Qian did not raise his head. He only continued to ask, "do you like them? "

Zhao Siqing thought for a moment and said softly, "they're pretty good. "

It did not matter whether she liked them or not. She actually did not even know which songs he had sung.

She had been very busy these days. or rather, even if she was not busy, she had not specially gone online to search for the songs he had sung.

Therefore, other than the last time she heard it on the big screen in the square, it was today's song.

Lu Qian understood her personality. She had always been cold and cheerless.

Knowing that she didn't listen, he didn't ask further.

Zhao Siqing fell silent again. She actually wanted to ask if he was happy to step into this circle and sing?

But after thinking about it, she didn't ask again when the words were on the tip of her tongue.

When people grow up, there will always be a lot of things that they can't control themselves. If they don't like something anymore, they can stop doing it. If they don't like something anymore, they will definitely have it.

Everyone was in the torrent of time, with this and that kind of difficulties.

That was why there were things, people, and the impermanence of the world.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and only the sound of Lu Qian concentrating on treating her wounds could be heard.

Lu Qian lowered his head slightly. He had been very focused, but his eyes were a little sore.

He had wanted to see her countless times, and he had also wanted to have a few more words with her countless times.

But when she really stood in front of him, he realized that he could only remain silent.

Lu Qian turned his head and took the gauze to bandage her.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he slowly said, "Qing Qing, can we... still... "

'Bang' a loud sound, the door was pushed hard from the outside.