Quick Wear: Report to the Host, You have been Attacked!

but it does not matter.

No matter whether it is a normal evening or a late night when it becomes a table lamp, he likes it.

Sealed out the door.

Xi Yan has now become a normal person, so she can officially visit this room freely.

And the doctors who have been watching them after surveillance cameras have no time to care what she is doing.

They went aggressively to the bald man.

Huh!

Dare to let their little angels get so badly injured, their palms are full of scratches, but they must fight back!

When Xi Gang came out of the bathroom, she saw an extra person in the room.

Holding the seal of a medicine chest in his hand.

"Well? Are you back?" Xi Xi was surprised.

She thought Feng had gone to fight with a bald man.

"Your hands need to be dealt with." Feng's gaze moved down, resting on Xi's bloodstained palm.

Feng Bo said it was okay. As soon as he said Xi Xi felt that his palm was aching.

So sometimes people are really a bit cheap creatures.

When I was alone, no matter what kind of injury I suffered, it seemed that I could pass it with my teeth.

Once someone comes to care for you and asks you whether it hurts or feels uncomfortable, all the sadness suddenly falls down, crying to the person who cares about you.

Xi Yan came over, and Feng Jian let her sit on the bed.

Open the medicine box, find out the cotton swabs and alcohol, close your eyes and look at Xi Yan, said nervously: "It may hurt a little later, bear a little bit."

"Um." Xi Yan opened his big watery eyes and bit his lower lip with his teeth.

This poor little appearance gave Feng Bo an urge to hold her in his arms and comfort him.

calm down……

Sealed eyes no longer tangled in Xi's face, but shifted to the wound on her palm.

A series of fine bloodstains and palm prints staggered, which made sealing even painful.

He carefully disinfected Xi Wei with an alcohol-soaked cotton swab.

"His, it hurts ..."

Immediately after encountering the bloodstained wound, Xi Yun wished that the whole person curled up into a ball, and uttered a cry that made the heart break.

The sealing action stopped there, and I didn't know what to do!

He awkwardly used words to comfort Xi Xi, and his black eyes were full of pity. "Sometimes, your wound must be disinfected. If it is not disinfected, it will easily become infected, so you will get sick later.

Sooner or later, you don't want to get sick, right? "

"Sooner or later I don't want to get sick, I need to be pricked with a needle, I need to hang the water, that hurts too." Xi Yan said with tears in his eyes, staring at Feng Bo.

Looking at the poor little man in front of her, Feng Bo felt that her heart was going to be melted by her.

How could there be such a naturally adorable person in the world?

Each of her eyes, every expression, every movement was so natural, but with a sense of dumbness.

So pure, so naive, so clean!

Not only in this psychiatric hospital, but also in the world of materialistic and old-fashioned people, but also a stream that cannot be copied.

Feng Bo felt that he really liked this little guy more and more.

He already had an idea in his mind.

He lowered his eyes, and decided not to look at her again until he finished treating the wound, and tried not to listen to her pain.

The cotton swab moistened with alcohol wiped the wound quickly and steadily, and Xi Xi, like a beast, whispered from his throat in a short and short time.