Timothy Greene pressed Hou Chaosi on the sofa and ordered her: "Sit down."
Hou Chaosi didn't move.
Timothy Greene leaned over, dipped her fingers in ointment, and then gently applied it to her.
Thick fingers, cold ointment, and the faint breath on his body.
Hou Chaosi couldn't help shivering.
Timothy Greene only had her injured part in her eyes. She touched the medicine with her finger and said, "I have asked the assistant to handle it, and people will catch it soon."
Hou Chaosi gave a cry.
Timothy Greene: "Apply the medicine and go to the hospital. It's sulfuric acid."
Fortunately, she handled it quickly.
"Hmm."
Timothy Greene frowned at her faint words.
She is really indifferent to him.
"Is this the only voice Miss Hou has? Is there nothing else to say?"
Hou Chaosi didn't know why he was angry. He looked up at Timothy Greene in confusion and confusion.
She asked him, "Do I have anything to say?"
When Timothy Greene heard this, he almost couldn't get up in one breath.