Chapter 418 I Am Sick, Do You Have Any Medicine 19

But that's okay.

He likes Wanwan both when she is in good health and when she turns into a desk lamp.

Feng Bo went out.

Xi Ying now looks like a normal person, so she can officially visit the room freely.

And the doctors, who had been watching them from behind surveillance cameras, had no time to pay attention to what she was doing.

They went to find the bald man aggressively.

Hum!

Dare to let their little angel Wanwan be so seriously injured, with scratches all over her hands, they must fight back!

When Xi Ying came out of the bathroom, she saw another person in the room.

In his hand he held the cover of a medical kit.

"Eh? You're back?" Xi Ying was a little surprised.

She thought Feng Bo had gone to fight with the bald man.

"Your hands need to be treated." Feng Bo's eyes moved downwards, resting on Xi Ying's bloodstained palms.

It was okay if Feng Bo didn't say anything. As soon as he said it, Xi Ying felt a dull pain in the palm of her hand.

So sometimes people are really a bit cheap creatures.

When you are alone, no matter what kind of injury you suffer, it seems that you can get over it by gritting your teeth and enduring it.

Once someone comes to care about you and asks you if you are in pain or uncomfortable, all the sadness will immediately pour out and you will burst into tears facing the person who cares about you.

Xi Ying came over and Feng Bo asked her to sit on the bed.

Opening the medical kit and finding cotton swabs and alcohol, Feng Bo raised his eyes to look at Xi Ying and said nervously: "It might hurt a little later, just bear with it a little bit."

"Yeah." Xi Ying opened her big watery eyes and bit her lower lip lightly.

This pitiful little appearance made Feng Bo have the urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her.

calm down……

Feng Bo's eyes no longer focused on Xi Ying's face, but shifted to the wound on her palm.

The fine blood marks intertwined with the palm prints made Feng Bo painful to look at.

He carefully disinfected Xi Ying with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

As soon as she touched the bloody wound, Xi Ying wanted to curl up into a ball and let out a heart-breaking cry of pain.

The movement of sealing the book stopped there, I simply didn’t know what to do!

He comforted Xi Ying with words awkwardly, his dark eyes full of pity, "Wanwan, your wound must be disinfected. If it is not disinfected, it will be easily infected, and Wanwan will get sick.

Wanwan, you don’t want to get sick, right? "

"I don't want to get sick every night. When I'm sick, I have to prick my hand with needles and get wet. It hurts a lot." Xi Ying stared at Feng Bo with tears in her eyes and said.

Looking at the pitiful little person in front of him, Feng Bo felt as if his heart was about to melt by her.

How could there be such naturally cute people in the world?

Every look, every expression, every movement of hers is so natural, but also carries an indescribable sense of cuteness.

So pure, so innocent, so clean!

Not only in this mental hospital, Wan Wan is also a breath of fresh air that cannot be copied in the world outside where materialism is rampant and people's hearts are not ancient.

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

He already had an idea in mind.

He lowered his eyes and decided not to look at Xi Ying until he finished treating her wounds, trying not to listen to her cries of pain.

The alcohol-soaked cotton swab wiped the wound quickly and steadily. Like a little animal, Xi Ying let out a small, short whimper from her throat.