She went back to the bedroom for yesterday's PPT homework and put the PPT into the USB flash drive. She was just about to leave the duplex apartment to go to class when she heard such a tiny sound. Although it was very soft, her hearing was always sensitive.
Han Yaoyao still heard it very clearly!
"I'm fine, the wound is fine, there's nothing wrong with it." Leng Siyao just downplayed his wound, "Go to class quickly and don't waste time here. Aren't you going to demonstrate PPT today?!"
How could Han Yaoyao still have the energy to go to class? She immediately took a few steps forward and pointed to the ointments, gauze, disinfectant, etc. on the bed, "What is this? The wound is not torn? Yao... you are lying to me! You..."
Han Yaoyao pursed her lower lip and said again: "You... your wound, the wound is obviously already torn, and you still lied to me!" She spoke intermittently, and tears began to fall down...
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"Damn it!" Leng Si Yao cursed in a low voice, ignoring the pain, and immediately stepped forward to hug Han Yaoyao into his arms, "Don't cry——! I will completely panic when you cry!"
"Panic?" Han Yaoyao sniffed her red nose, and immediately stepped forward and picked up the scissors placed on the bedside table, "Put the shirt..."
"You want to change my dressing?" Leng Si Yao looked at her red nose and the wet tears on her face. He immediately stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, "I can do it myself, go to class quickly."
"No!" Han Yaoyao had already made up her mind. Even if the professor dropped the class, she couldn't go to class without leaving his wounds!
"You little fool, I'm fine." He's not that fragile, it's just a torn wound, it's not a big problem!
"I don't care, I want to change your dressing and check the tearing of your wound!" Han Yaoyao stubbornly reached out to pull open his shirt, but Leng Si Yao stretched out his palm and pinched his little hand.
"Are you worried about me?" Leng Si Yao asked knowingly, with a smile on his handsome face, and reached out to hold her little hand tightly.
"You, you know it clearly! Show me your wound quickly!" Han Yaoyao bit her lower lip tightly. Neo's medicine will definitely not have any problems, and the wound will definitely recover quickly, but he still still puts it
The wound is torn! Of course Han Yaoyao is extremely worried.
"Okay, don't worry, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it as much as you want." Leng Si Yao curled his lips and unbuttoned his shirt.
Han Yaoyao looked at the torn wounds on his back and stretched out her little hand to touch the bleeding wounds with a worried expression.
"You, did you not change the dressing on time?" Han Yaoyao immediately used medical alcohol to disinfect the area around his wound. As soon as she saw the condition of his wound, she could guess that he must not have changed the dressing on time!
"I feel a little regretful now." Leng Si Yao did not answer Han Yaoyao's question directly, but changed the topic. If he nodded, this little girl would definitely be angry!
"Eh? You, what do you regret?" She applied the medicine to him very seriously, for fear of hurting his torn wound! Her little face was full of distress, and her heart was trembling when she looked at the wound on his back.
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"I regret that I fell in love with a little girl with medical skills." Leng Si Yao was sure that he liked Han Yaoyao and laughed out loud. Although the wound on his back was burning and painful, it did not affect his good mood at all!