The bright red blood dyed her white fingertips red, but she didn't feel any pain and just stared blankly.
The next second, his hand was suddenly raised, and then it was taken into Mo Jingyao's mouth, sucking gently.
After a long while, he let go of her hand and checked it carefully, "Does it hurt?"
Yu Se thought about it seriously, "I didn't know it hurt when I first cut it. Then I nodded a little. It stopped hurting when I sucked it. Now it seems to hurt a little again."
Mo Jingyao stroked his forehead helplessly, bent down and picked her up, walked out of the kitchen to the living room, and put her on the sofa, "Wait for me."
He quickly found the medical kit and disinfected it with disinfectant. When he was about to apply the medicine, the cotton swab dipped in the medicine fell on her wound, but it couldn't fall down. "There will be some pain, bear with it?"
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"Okay." Yu Se nodded. This small injury is really nothing, just a little blood.
If her inner strength was still there, she would be cured in seconds.
Thinking that she lost her inner strength in order to save Mo Jingyao, she just wanted to let him serve her once.
Mo Jingyao's hand holding the cotton swab suddenly started to shake. He had used this medicine before, and it really hurt the moment it touched the wound.
He was afraid that Yu Se would hurt, so he couldn't fall down no matter what.
Finally, he signed the cotton directly and said, "How about we go to the hospital."
The doctor will always find a way to make Yu Se not hurt. He can bear it, but he doesn't want her to suffer this pain.
Yu Se first glanced at Mo Jingyao cutely, and then realized what the man meant. She couldn't help but cover her lips and laughed, "It's just such a small wound, why go to the hospital?"
"I was guilty before..." Only then did he realize that he had said something wrong. He stopped hastily and said again: "I can't cure myself in a minute."
"Then you cure it quickly." After hearing Yu Se say that he could cure it, Mo Jingyao wished she could cure him quickly.
This time it was Yu Se's turn to be dumbfounded. She was cured in minutes. That was her before, but she is really not good now. After a moment of hesitation, she said with a smile: "This kind of wound, which is so small, can only be cured in minutes."
It will heal quickly if you don't touch it with water. Apply this medicine and I guarantee that the scabs will form tomorrow." She quickly took the cotton swab and before Mo Jingyao could react, she had already applied the medicine to herself.
"Hiss..." I knew it would hurt, but I didn't expect it to be so painful. Maybe her pain nerves were too sensitive.
His little face turned pale with pain.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" She hissed, and Mo Jingyao hurriedly held her wrist and carefully blew on the wound.
The pain gradually dissipated. Yu Se looked at his wound again and saw that it was really nothing. "Don't worry, I promise you'll be fine if you come together tomorrow morning."
"I'll cook it tonight. Don't touch the water. I'll help you take a bath. You don't have to wash it yourself." Mo Jingyao said matter-of-factly.
"I...I can do it myself, I wear gloves." There is always a way.
The injury was really too small, so this man was making a fuss out of a molehill.
"I will do it when I say it, and you are not allowed to refute." Mo Jingyao became anxious, and the temper of a domineering president took possession of him and rose.
Yu Se curled her lips in embarrassment, "Okay, this is not me bullying you, it's really an accident."
As a result, when she said it was an accident, the man was furious, "It's not an accident, what was I thinking when I was chopping vegetables?"