Chapter 3899 Tyrannical and Domineering Pet 2

He Huan bit her lip: "I accidentally scratched it on the set, Kang Qiao took me to the hospital before he left."

Qin Mo carefully held her arm and looked at it carefully. He was relieved when he confirmed that it was just a minor injury.

He raised his eyes and stared at her little face for a long time, saying expressionlessly: "Being a director will also get injured, you have a promising future. I will accompany you to the set starting tomorrow."

He Huan was speechless, "It's just a minor injury."

He still had a blank expression on his face and looked very difficult to talk to, "Just a minor injury?"

He Huan looked at his face and said in a lower voice: "It was just a minor injury."

Qin Mo stared at her for several seconds, and suddenly picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

He Huan hurriedly hugged his neck and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Qin Mo walked straight into the bedroom, carefully put her on the bed, then called Qin Chen and said a few words. He Huan felt uncomfortable listening to it, "It's just a minor injury, no need to mobilize a large number of people."

He actually wanted the best surgeon in C City to come and check her. He... he is sick!

Qin Mo hung up the phone and looked at her.

He Huan couldn't help but speak again: "It's only a two-centimeter wound, no stitches are needed, Qin Mo has already treated it."

He glanced at her, then started to call again, and this time he didn't know where he hit.

After the call, he looked at He Huan: "No need to shoot tomorrow, take a day off."

He Huan was furious: "I am the director Qin Mo!"

"I am the director's man!" His eyes were dim.

He Huan was a little angry: "Don't think that just sleeping with her a few times makes you...my man."

The light in his eyes was very strange. He stared at her for a long time before saying faintly, "Then tell me, what does it take to count?"

As he said that, his fingers gently stroked her delicate face: "Give birth to a few more children to prove my existence?"

"You are shameless." He Huan blushed.

Qin Mo leaned down, his handsome face attached to her neck, and his voice was hoarse: "In fact, I enjoy the process of making children more, Director He, I remember you enjoy it too."

He Huan bit her lip and raised her hand to push him away, but accidentally pulled the wound, hummed, and put her hand down.

Qin Mo's face changed, gently held her arm, gently rubbed it around, and looked at her again: "Does it hurt?"

"Who asked you to get so close?" He Huan said angrily: 'If it's just a little injury, tell the doctor not to come, I'm not made of paper. '

Qin Mo was of course unmoved, just helping her loosen her arm.

In a short while, the doctor came. He was the director of a certain hospital, a very authoritative one.

With all his medical skills, he came to see a two-centimeter wound. Director Xu was not surprised, because most of the powerful and wealthy were like this, most of them... made a fuss!

The director looked at it very seriously, and then looked at the prescribed medicine, and said there was no problem.

But Qin Mo still had some requirements, and finally the director left a bottle of external medicine, saying that it was a secret medicine for the palace, and it would not leave any scars after application.

After sending the director away, He Huan leaned against the head of the bed without saying a word, while Qin Mo was studying the small box of medicine. When he opened it, he smelled a fragrant smell, and he knew it was not an ordinary product.

Qin Mo glanced at He Huan again, and He Huan said unhappily: "Such a small wound will not leave any scars, and it's not you who will leave it on me!"