He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

"..." Xi Ning didn't know how to answer the conversation. He tried to ignore Song Zhou's other identities, only treating him as a patient. "Then you get up first, and I will let the doctor deal with it for you. + + All Tanmei novels :www.ltnovel.com"

Song Zhou had the most serious injury on his right leg. He was simply **** with a cloth strip, and there were small cuts and scratches everywhere on his body.

He said that there was pain in his mouth, but he hugged Xi Ning harder, and slowly pressed his forehead against his shoulder, as if this would relieve some of the pain.

Song Zhou slowly adjusted his posture, leaning his head on Xi Ning's collarbone, and stopped moving.

Xi Ning's neck was tied with slightly stiff hair, and he leaned back, his expression very unnatural.

Except for his parents, he has hardly been so close to anyone, let alone a stranger who only met for the second time.

He endured and endured, but still didn't use mental power attack weapons against Song Zhou, and said in a harsh tone: "You have been like this, I can't continue to help you."

Song Zhou didn't respond for a long time. Xi Ning looked down. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep or fainted.

Xi Ning tried to push him, but still couldn't escape.

In desperation, Xi Ning took out her mobile phone to send a message to Tong Xin, telling her that Song Zhou's mood was basically stable, but he did not cooperate with treatment, and seemed to fainted, so she asked her to bring a school doctor in.

When the fingertips touched the screen of the phone, there was a faint sound, and Song Zhou's eyelashes moved lightly.

Tong Xin replied almost in seconds: "Okay."

Before receiving his message, Tong Xin was standing in the woods and being scolded. The dean disagreed with her unauthorised decision this time: "Song Zhou is in a special situation. The contact between the guide and him should be cyclical and gradual, instead of letting the guide directly face him. For the sentinel in a manic state, go in and take a look..."

Tong Xin's phone screen lit up, and when she picked it up, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Dean, look," Tong Xin took the phone to the dean, with a message from Xi Ning on it, "He succeeded."

Seeing the content on the screen clearly, the dean's expression eased, and he nodded: "It's fine if there is nothing wrong. Go and see Song Zhou's injury."

Xi Ning's waist was sore, and his clothes were still smeared by Song Zhou. He supported the ground to maintain his figure and sighed quietly.

The little rabbit was spinning around Song Zhou, stomping him with his paws from time to time, trying to heal his injuries but could not do anything. It was not a healing type of mental power.

Until there was movement behind him, Tong Xin brought a doctor's guide and found two people in the yard.

Seeing the postures of Xi Ning and Song Zhou, Tong Xin was slightly surprised, but this seemed reasonable.

"Tong teacher?" Xi Ning turned his head hard, "He seems to have fainted, I can't escape..."

Tong Xin hurried over, and was blocked by Song Zhou's barrier outside the courtyard before he had even walked two steps. Song Zhou had clear eyes and raised his head to look at the incoming person.

"Are you awake?" Tong Xin and the doctor couldn't get along, Xi Ning explained to him: "They are here to help you deal with the wound."

Song Zhou's eyes were cold, he did not respond, and the barrier did not remove.

Tong Xin roughly guessed his thoughts, and tentatively said: "Since you are awake, we will leave the medicine box. You can handle it yourself. Can you go to the house?"

Song Zhou looked at Xi Ning, and muttered, "Xi Ning..."

He hesitated for a long time before letting go of the hand that was holding Xi Ning, and at the same time removed the barrier.

Xi Ning was finally free, got up and patted the dust on her body.

Tong Xin immediately stepped forward to help Song Zhou, but he drew sideways, stood up on the ground by himself, and held Xi Ning's hand tightly.

His body is tight, his eyes are still full of guard, a faint barrier stands in front of him, as much as possible to weaken the sense of existence of everyone except Xi Ning.

Xi Ning had no choice but to say, "Go to the house."

He vaguely understood what Tong Xin had said before. Song Zhou obviously resisted everyone and only allowed him to approach. After that, if he had any abnormalities, wouldn't he have to let himself come.

Xi Ning was not unwilling, but hoped that Song Zhou would not make himself like this every time.

After a few people entered the house, Song Zhou also refused to be touched by the doctor, and the doctor could only give him a brief check.

The most serious injury on his body is his leg injury, but with the sentinel's self-healing ability, he only needs to apply the medicine once, and he doesn't even need to bandage other places.

Song Zhou had treated the wounds by himself a lot of times. After the doctor's advice, he was ready to leave, and Xi Ning also planned to go with them.

When he moved, Song Zhou's grip on his wrist increased, and he refused to let him go.

In desperation, Xi Ning had to stay for the time being.

After the doctor and Tong Xin left, only Xi Ning and Song Zhou were left in the living room.

Without others, Song Zhou obviously relaxed a lot, but still didn't let go.

Xi Ning sat down beside him and raised his wrist: "Why do you have to hold me?"

Song Zhou didn't answer, so he rolled up his trouser legs with one hand in this posture, and pulled out the cotton swab in the medicine box.

With only one hand, the speed is much slower and not very convenient. Xi Ning looked at it for a while and sighed: "Let go, I will help you with medicine."

Song Zhou turned his head, expectant in his eyes, as if asking: Really?

Xi Ningmu's face was silent, the little rabbit jumped on his lap and stumped Song Zhou's hand with his nose.

Song Zhou let go of Xi Ning and touched the little rabbit.

Xi Ning rubbed the obvious red mark on her wrist, squatted down and rummaged in the medicine box, and treated the wound carefully with a cotton swab.

Xi Ning's expression was focused, and the start was light and slow, for fear of hurting Song Zhou.

Song Zhou leaned forward, sniffing Xi Ning's breath, as if saying to himself: "Xi Ning..."

"Huh?" Xi Ning took the time to look up at him, and when he saw that he didn't say anything else, he continued to move his hands.

The wound was on the side of the calf, Xi Ning cleaned up the dust and blood around it, put on the ointment, and then wrapped the bandage round and round.

Confirming that the bandage did not ooze blood, Xi Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Song Zhou say again: "It hurts."

Xi Ning was suddenly nervous: "I hurt you?"

He feels abnormal pain, and is more likely to get out of control than ordinary sentinels. Xi would rather not get twice the result with half the effort.

Song Zhou moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing.

There was only this place on the leg, and the rest were on the arms and upper body. Song Zhou took off his shirt neatly, without hesitation in front of Xi Ning.

Xi Ning is a bit embarrassed. He is a guide after all. Although he has never been in a relationship, he does not exclude the same sex.

But after he saw Song Zhou's body clearly, he was stunned. In addition to the wounds he had made today, Song Zhou still had many different sizes on his body, with deep and shallow marks, some of which were barely visible, and some had just healed.

While cleaning up the medicine, he asked Song Zhou softly: "Does it hurt?"

With distress and concern in Xi Ning's tone that he hadn't even noticed, Song Zhou lowered his eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Doesn't it hurt anymore? Xi Ning glanced at him unexpectedly.

The ointment was applied to the skin, and there was a refreshing touch and smell. The talent in front of him was the best medicine. Song Zhou felt the pain gradually fade, looking at Xi Ning in a trance.

After taking care of all the wounds, Xi Ning cleared the table and medicine box, and bowed his head and said, "Are you better? I'm leaving now."

Song Zhou lost his eyes. This time he no longer stopped Xi Ning. He just asked, "Where to go?"

Xi Ning explained to him: "I have to go back to class, and I don't live here."

Xi Ning turned around and found the little rabbit squatting next to Song Zhou's legs and letting him caress.

He remembered that Little Rabbit had said that Panther and his owner were lonely, Xi Ning was a little softhearted, and added: "I will come back to see you."

Song Zhou was still the same, a large pet who wanted to be abandoned by his owner.

His voice was very soft, and he shouted in a complex tone: "Xi Ning."

"Ok."

Song Zhou wanted to say that there was still a small wound on his face, and Xi Ning forgot to give him medicine.

He took Xi Ning's hand and placed it on his side of his face, looking up at him, his eyes clear.

Feeling that Song Zhou seemed to rub his palm, Xi Ning pulled his hand back and hid behind him: "I really want to leave."

He left the medicine box, took the little rabbit and turned away.

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