Min Zijin is very skilled in cleaning the wound, he first dips a cotton swab in a little saline, and uses two cotton swabs to scrub the sand and dirt in the wound in Luo Xiaojiang's palm, until it is clean.
Luo Xiaochan didn't feel any pain at all.
Min Zijin used red syrup to disinfect the wound briefly, then wiped the wound with alcohol, and finally, bandaged it carefully and gently with white gauze.
Luo Xiaochan looked at his delicate side face and asked softly, "You are so skilled, did you often clean your mother's wounds before?"
Min Zijin's hand paused.
Luo Xiaochan hurriedly said apologetically: "I don't mean to curse your mother for being hurt often."
She bowed her head: "I'm sorry, don't be angry." ” Min Zijin took Luo Xiaochan's bandaged hand, and there was more affection in her eyes: "She is indeed often injured, I have been helping her bandage her wounds since she was seven years old" Luo Xiaochan was shocked, and then a touch of pity appeared on his face, what kind of life would make his mother hurt so often Min Zijin suddenly raised his eyes, just to meet Luo Xiaojiang's clear eyes, his lonely and cold heart moved, the anger in his eyes disappeared little by little, and he had a little more thirst for something Luo Xiaochan's long hair floated across her fair cheeks, she seemed to understand his gaze, and hurriedly shifted her gaze, and her gaze just looked behind Min Zijin Not far away, a teenager stood under a tree.
The boy stood against the light, the sunlight shining on his body, reflecting a dazzling and brilliant light, his face was incomparably delicate, and there was an innate dignity and pride on his body, like a portrait of a prince in the Middle Ages.
When he saw Luo Xiaojiang and Min Zijin, a shadow flashed silently in his deep black eyes.
Luo Xiaochan's heart sank, and he quickly withdrew his hand, then stood up and shouted: "Gong Jiuche" Gong Jiuche walked over step by step.
Luo Xiaochan glanced at Min Zijin and ran directly past him, her long black curly hair fluttering in the wind, and her long curly eyelashes fluttering gently in the wind.
She stood in front of Gong Jiuche, with a nervous look in her eyes, and her hands seemed to be trembling: "Don't misunderstand you, me and him" Gong Jiuche looked at her quietly, and then reached out and touched her face: "Why did you run out alone and you want to go out for a walk, you should call me, and I will come back to accompany you immediately." ” Luo Xiaochan breathed a sigh of relief, and a warm and bright smile tugged at the corner of her lips: "I just wanted to go out for a walk alone, but I knew I would have come out with you."
"That way, she wouldn't have picked up kites for that nasty boy.
A doting smile appeared on Gong Jiuche's handsome face, and suddenly, the wind rose, he hurriedly took off his coat and draped it on Luo Xiaochan, frowning: "Why do you wear so little when you come out?"
Luo Xiaochan grinned, her eyes bright and transparent.
Gong Jiuche suddenly noticed her hands, he pulled her hands, and there was a look of pain in his eyes: "Why are you injured?"
Luo Xiaochan tilted his head: "It's to help a hateful little boy get a kite, he hung the kite on the tree, and then I climbed the tree, and my hands were bruised" Gong Jiuche was slightly angry: "You still climb trees" Luo Xiaochan nodded.
Gong Jiuche inspected her body, and her tone was unpleasant: "You are in poor health, how can you go to climb a tree, are you injured, have you fallen?"
Luo Xiaochan shrugged: "I just fell from the tree, nothing happened." ” Gong Jiuche was frightened, and he asked hurriedly: "Do you hurt when you fall from the tree?"
He lazily picked up Luo Xiaochan: "I'll take you to the hospital." ” Luo Xiaochan sneered: "Aren't I just a good person now, it's just a bruise on my hands, you let me down" Gong Jiuche put Luo Xiaochan down, checked it carefully, and asked worriedly: "You really didn't fall and get hurt" Luo Xiaochan spread his hands: "No" oshow7 t1706231537: