Feng Liye curled his lips, suddenly feeling a little funny.
A shallow laugh revived Caring Yu's mind.
Seeing that she touched the other person impolitely, Caring Yu quickly retracted her hand and said in embarrassment, "I'm sorry...the medicine box...is under the TV cabinet."
Feng Liye said nothing, smiled slightly, stood up and went to get the medical kit.
Caring Yu looked at his back and felt dazed again.
"The wound is stained with a lot of dust and needs to be cleaned before applying medicine. It may hurt a little, please bear with it." Feng Liye opened the medicine box and took out the needed things.
"Yes." Caring Yu nodded, her eyes locked tightly on Feng Liye's body, unwilling to look away for even half a second.
She knew it was rude to look at others like this.
But... Caring Yu couldn't control her eyes...
Feng Liye didn't mind being looked at.
He is good-looking and easily attracts the attention of women wherever he goes.
But most of those looks were of admiration.
This is the first time I have seen someone as extremely sad as today.
I couldn't help but be curious, "Miss, am I... an important person who looks like you?"
Caring Yu hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"No wonder." Feng Liye smiled faintly, "Boyfriend?"
"Um."
"Where are the others? On a business trip?"
Caring Yu shook her head and slowly uttered two words, "Dead."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." Feng Liye apologized immediately, feeling annoyed that he had asked something he shouldn't have.
It turns out that this young lady’s boyfriend is no longer here.
No wonder she looks at him with that look...
"It doesn't matter, the matter is over." Caring Yu said in a low voice.
Has it really passed?
Feng Liye gave her a meaningful look.
If things were over as the lady said, she wouldn't have looked at herself with that sad look just now.
Feng Li thought secretly at night.
However, this is not his business.
Feng Liye said nothing more, lowered his head, and treated Carian Yu's wounds.
The long eyelashes, projected on the face, are thick and well-defined.
Because he lowered his head, he couldn't see his complete facial features, only his faint outline, but he had a more psychedelic beauty.
Caring Yu couldn't help but lost her mind again...
It was quiet all around, eerily quiet.
Occasionally, there is the sound of scissors cutting gauze...
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Feng Liye knew that Caring Yu was looking at him.
But he didn't express anything and stopped talking, fearing that he might accidentally touch Carry Yu's wounds again.
This kind of scene is a bit embarrassing for Feng Liye.
He treated Carian Yu's wounds as quickly as possible, put away her things, and stood up to say goodbye.