Mu Hanfeng was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Although his eyes were still calm and calm, his pale face and the bloodshot eyes gradually escaping from the corners of his lips could not deceive anyone.
Luo Fan hurried up to get the medicine. Tang Youtao sat next to Mu Hanfeng, carefully lifting up his shirt. His eyes suddenly froze. There was a shocking purple bruise on Mu Hanfeng's chest.
Tang Youtao frowned tightly - after all, Mu Hanfeng was injured because of her.
"Are you okay?" Tang Youtao looked at Mu Hanfeng guiltily.
"It's okay, it's a joke." Mu Hanfeng lightly curled her lips, not caring about the injuries on her body at all.
"Here comes the medicine!" Luo Fan hurried down from the second floor with a tube of ointment.
Seeing the bruise on Mu Hanfeng's chest, Luo Fan felt tight and took a deep breath, "Feng, are you sure we don't need to go to the hospital?"
"I'm sure, I'm fine." Mu Hanfeng had a smile on her lips, looking very relaxed.
Only his handsome, pale and sweaty face could tell the pain and discomfort he was feeling at this moment.
Luo Fan hesitated for a moment and threw the tube of ointment in his hand to Mu Hanfeng - it seemed that it was not convenient for him to help. A man was wiping a bruise on another grown man's chest. Just thinking about it felt weird.
weird.
"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. It's a piece of cake." Mu Hanfeng didn't think it was necessary for him to apply medicine, but seeing that his brothers looked more sad than him, he had to open the ointment and apply some symbolically.
"If you apply it so casually, the ointment will not be able to exert its full potency!" Tang Youtao, who had been sitting next to Mu Hanfeng, saw that he was not treating her well, and his inexhaustible sympathy overflowed in an instant.
She grabbed the ointment from Mu Hanfeng's hand, squeezed out some, kneaded it evenly in her palm, then placed her palm on Mu Hanfeng's chest, massaging it gently in circles, "In this way, the ointment can be applied in the shortest time.
to be effective within the time required.”
Tang Youtao looked at the bruises on Mu Hanfeng's chest intently, rubbing them while talking, and did not notice the strange looks on the faces of the other teenagers around her.
