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Chapter 587 : His tenderness gives me personal treatment 9

Yin Yijie stretched out his big hand and hugged me, his hands began to tighten, and he lowered his head.

We are all obedient and good kids, and there is almost no movement in other places except lips and tongue.

Or even his tongue did not move randomly, but was very light, slow and gentle, as if he was looking for the feeling that I was in his arms, and repeatedly confirmed it.

I seemed to feel a pearl sliding from the corner of my eyes, snuggling in his arms, holding his neck tightly, and I knew, I was finally fine.

"Why are you crying stupidly?" Yin Yijie kissed the corner of my eyes, feeling extremely pity.[

I moved the infusion tube, reached out and touched his face, and my fingertips slid across the place where he had been smashed by the ashtray last time, trembling slightly.

Yin Yijie quickly grabbed my hand, leaned over his lips and kissed him, and sighed:

"It scares you."

I shook my head and asked him:

"Is your injury important? I want to check it out, and there is also a test report. You are not feeling well, don't hug me."

I blushed, and wanted to get up with the needle, and whispered, "I lean on the same one myself."

But my protest never meant anything to my guardian, and instead reminded him.

My arm pushed me to the side with a little force, and I lifted up my clothes without saying a word

Ah, don't do this!

The doctor said he could not move around.

I buried my head under his armpit, thinking in pain.

Yin Yijie ignored me and looked at my body.

The wound was wrapped in medicinal gauze and was invisible.

Then he looked at my arms and legs again, and it didn't look like anything.

The slender wounds were touched with hideous hands little by little, but the arms were nothing more than,

But, my legs

I was a little trembling and nervous.

I don't know what he is checking,

Or should I accept it like this in a while?[

But the problem is that he gently touched the upper part of my lower limbs with his hand, and it felt so gentle and numb.

Me, this ward must be poorly ventilated and insufficient oxygen.

I leaned against him with my lip, half closed my eyes, and couldn't breathe

The legs of the pants are very loose, probably for patients like me who have injured their legs.

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