After being possessed by a boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 14 This is my wife

A tall, long-legged man in a suit and leather shoes stood behind Yun Zi'an, with half-length hair cut to the shoulders, with a golden color, and a pair of emerald green eyes that imitated the suburban sugar team Dujia steamed for you. The best jade of the Buddha, a pair of hollowed-out single-sided glasses on the bridge of the nose, deeply frowning, "What's wrong?"

"Yan Si?" Yun Zian's eyes were filled with shock, obviously he did not expect to see a man in such an occasion, "Why are you here?"

The man named Yan Si smiled softly. He flicked the name tag on his suit chest with his fingers, "Did you see it? I'm a doctor."

He has a somewhat reckless personality, and he always likes to act alone. It wasn't until this time that his bodyguard assistant hurriedly caught up, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan..."

Yan Si's emerald eyes glanced at the situation at will, and he knew it all at once, lit a cigarette with a click, and ordered, "Seal the scene, and no one is allowed to run out."

The bodyguards immediately ordered, "Yes!"

Amidst the dissatisfied curses and the screams of the actress, the well-trained bodyguards immediately blocked all the exits of the scene, holding electric batons in their hands, as long as anyone dares to trespass, they will resort to force .

Yan Si held a cigarette between his slender fingers, walked towards Ran Shan with his long legs, and looked at her from head to toe as if looking at a poorly made human specimen, "This lady..."

The little sister beside Ran Shan shook her wildly in secret, almost out of breath, "This is Mr. Yan... is... is..."

As long as you pay a little attention to the wealth circle, you can probably get a little taste of luxury and wealth from the word "Yan".

Immersed in Yan Si's so focused and only gaze, Ran Shan almost saw the next Golden Horse Award waving to her, and immediately brushed her hair at the temples, showing a gentle and graceful smile, "Mr. Yan..."

"Your foot..." Yan Si squatted down on one knee in front of her and observed her swollen ankle for a few minutes. "It should be dislocated."

"Yes... yes..." Mentioning the injury on her ankle, Ran Shan's smile seemed a bit lacking in confidence, "I'm called a doctor..."

"I am a doctor." Yan Si flicked the bronzing badge on his chest with "Private Doctor", "Johns Hopkins Doctor of Medicine."

Ran Shan's eyes widened unconsciously, never expecting that one day she would have such "private" treatment from Yan Si. In ecstasy, she had to control her expression even harder, but the heavy foundation made her The wrinkles drawn by her smile seemed unnaturally carved on her face.

"Then..." Ran Shan covered her chest with her hands, and looked at Yan Si shyly, "I'm sorry, Boss Yan."

"It's okay." Yan Si smiled, then put on the medical gloves handed over by his assistant, and sprayed disinfectant alcohol on his palms, that disinfecting posture was as if Ran Shan was some kind of super pathogen.

This made the smile on Ran Shan's face stiff and awkward.

"Aren't you looking for news?" Yan Si looked at the media reporter holding a camera beside him, "Take a good shot."

The media reporter hesitated for a few seconds, but immediately a bodyguard turned on the camera and ordered: "Shoot!"

Until this time, Ran Shan finally realized that something was wrong, and wanted to get away, "That... Mr. Yan... I don't want to trouble you with this little injury..."

Clinker Yan Si grabbed her swollen and painful ankle, with a thin light refracted on his glasses, he smiled coldly, "It's late."

Being grabbed at the wound, Ran Shan wanted to scream in pain, but this was a public place where there was a camera being filmed, and it was still in front of Yan Si, so even if a piece of flesh was gouged out, she had to endure it.

Yan Si held her ankle and slowly shook it a few times. Every time the ankle bone turned, there was a creaking sound of joint friction. Ran Shan's body trembled violently, and her lower lip was bitten out of the wound, excruciating pain Tears were rolling in her eyes, but no matter what, she had to fight back not to shed them.

After torturing her like this for 10 minutes, Yan Si finally mercifully let this ignorant little flower go, and with a click, he simply and neatly reset her dislocated ankle.

Ran Shan collapsed as if she had lost her strength, her forehead was covered in cold sweat from pain, and she was panting wildly.

"Okay." Yan Si got up and took off the medical gloves on his hands, and took out a silk handkerchief from his chest to wipe his hands and fingers, "Don't get wet, don't walk around, and recuperate for a few days, it's best to apply heat and then ice. "

He smiled and looked at Ran Shan, "Why, I helped you so much, don't you thank me?"

In front of Yan Si, the arrogance on Ran Shan's body had been completely extinguished, trembling like a handful of cold ash that was about to be blown away, "Thank you... Thank you Mr. Yan."

"You're welcome." Yan Si narrowed his eyes like a fox when he smiled, with a rather sly look, "I'm very helpful."

A farce finally came to an end with Ran Shan's embarrassing departure. Everyone who watched seemed to understand something. The eyes they secretly looked at Yun Zi'an were quite complicated. Unspoken fact.

Leaving the corridor where the incident happened, Yun Zian finally found a chance to ask Yan Si, "Why do you..."

"I miss you, baby." Yan Si still had that joking and disrespectful look, rubbing the blood at the corner of Yun Zi'an's mouth with his fingers holding a cigarette, "What's going on?"

Yun Zian pulled his right hand out of his trousers pocket, and the white jade-like nail on his index finger was broken from it. The wound was still oozing blood, "The blood on the finger was secretly smeared on the lips."

"Are you really injured?" Yan Si was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Yun Zian's right wrist, "Don't move, I'll give you..."

Before the word "deal with" could be said, there was only a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, like a rushing drum. In the next second, someone grabbed Yan Si's wrist from behind and gave him a hard blow pull--

A cold and deep voice came in, "Sorry, this seems to be my wife."

Behind Yan Si, Rong Xiao, who is 1.9 meters tall and has a strong body, looks quite oppressive, his face is dark and calm, and his gray-black eyes are like layers of dark clouds, and he doesn't know what kind of emotions are brewing.

"Oh?" Yan Si saw Rong Xiao, not only was he not afraid at all, but he laughed playfully, "Your wife?"

He turned his head and took a deep look at Yun Zian, took a puff of cigarette, and sprayed the thick white smoke on Rong Xiao's face. He clearly had the figure of a vice noble son, but he became provocative like a local hooligan, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised , "Then you know..."

"... How pleasant is his panting voice on the bed?"