The big brother's little ancestor refused to marry again today

Chapter 96 Bai Chacha, are you worried about me?

The handsome young man who was still on the bed just now had a pale face and his lips were tightly pressed against the wall. In front of him was the infusion stand that he had just bumped into.

At his feet, there was broken glass and liquid.

Bai Chacha saw at a glance that the white hospital gown on He Zhiyi's body, the shoulders were soaked in blood.

The wound opened.

Even if she was far away, she could smell the faint smell of blood.

Seeing that Bai Chacha didn't open the door to go out immediately, He Zhiyi felt relieved, and after standing still, he prepared to walk towards Bai Chacha.

"Stand there and don't move!"

Bai Chacha scolded with a cold face.

She turned around and walked towards He Zhiyi, smelling the medicine smell on his body, frowned, and rang the calling bell on the wall.

"Sit down." After Bai Chacha finished all this, she took two steps back and ordered.

He Zhiyi's eyes fell on her: "Aren't you leaving?"

Bai Chacha squeezed her magnificent lips tightly, and the slightly drawn corners of her lips showed her inner displeasure.

"I'll let you sit down."

Bai Chacha stared at the ground with an impatient tone.

Standing on the ground without even wearing shoes, wouldn't you be afraid that the soles of your feet would be pierced by glass shards?

The young man who was close at hand suddenly laughed out loud.

Bai Chacha looked up at him in confusion.

He Zhiyi leaned forward, bent down, his eyes were at the same level as hers: "Bai Chacha, are you worried about me?"

White tea:...

She came back to take care of him because she was out of her mind!
She gave He Zhiyi a hard look, and just as she turned around, He Zhiyi grabbed her arm.

Through the hospital gown, Bai Chacha could also feel the heat of He Zhiyi's palm. Angrily, she wanted to break away from him, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

The smell of blood became stronger.

Bai Chacha looked down and saw a lot of blood oozed from the soles of He Zhiyi's feet. The blood and liquid mixed together and gradually blurred.

……

Five minutes later, Bai Chacha was sitting on the sofa with a blank face, holding a fruit knife, helping He Zhiyi peel apples.

After Ji Qingzui wrapped the bandage on He Zhiyi's foot, he warned, "This foot should not touch the ground for a few days, let alone blood, so as not to cause the wound to rupture or become infected."

He Zhiyi stared at the white tea over there.

What is the slender jade finger? He saw it now. The action of peeling the fruit with a fruit knife is chic and neat. After peeling off all the apple peels, there is no breakage, and the surface of the apple flesh is also very smooth.

At first glance, he is a master with a knife.

Ji Qingzui unbuttoned He Zhiyi's hospital gown, revealing the blood-stained gauze on his shoulders.

"I'll help you change the medicine again." Ji Qingzui said.

After Bai Chacha finished peeling the apple, she looked up.

Facing He Zhiyi's gaze, she pursed her lips, put the apple in her mouth and took a bite out of it.

"Baichacha!" He Zhiyi was startled: "Didn't you cut this for me?"

White tea:...

forget.

She glanced at the apple, then at He Zhiyi, took another bite, and ate it with peace of mind: "Did I say that?"

He Zhiyi raised his eyebrows.

It just so happened that Ji Qingzui tore off the gauze, because the wound was torn open, and the gauze stuck to the wound, the pain from being torn off was unbearable for most people.

But He Zhiyi is not an ordinary person, he has always been able to bear it.

Therefore, when Ji Qingzui was tearing the gauze, his subordinates didn't show mercy, they were very straightforward.

who knew...

"Hiss..." He Zhiyi frowned in pain and gasped.

Ji Qingzui paused when she was about to apply the medicine.

What do you mean?
"Go on, don't worry about me, I can bear it..." He Zhiyi frowned, speaking in a hoarse tone, his gaze fell on the apple in Bai Chacha's hand.

White tea:...

Ji Qingzui: ...

(End of this chapter)