Slowly lift up the hem of clothes on his back and carefully pull it up.
The man's muscular waist was exposed, followed by scars all over it. Some were completely healed and left scars, while some were just scabbed.
Blood seeped out from these new wounds and newly formed scabs.
It must have been caused by the heavy landing just now.
"Why do you have so many wounds? Oh my God, it's terrible."
Yang Taotao frowned, feeling too horrified. Then she looked carefully around the wounds and found that they were all in the shape of a long and thin whip.
In other words, the wounds on his body were most likely drawn out by a long whip.
After looking at it for a few times, Carambola's blood surged and she felt like vomiting.
After removing the man, she quickly ran into the bathroom and retched.
The baby was two months old, and she suffered from morning sickness earlier than other pregnant women, and she couldn't bear the slightest stimulation.
I didn't eat dinner, so all I vomited was water, and it was very uncomfortable to vomit.
Listening to the sound of vomiting in the bathroom, Qi Yifeng felt that the pain on his body was nothing. He took a deep breath and spit it out slowly.
He struggled and staggered up and slowly walked to the bathroom. When he came to the door, Yang Taotao had already collapsed from vomiting and was sitting softly on the toilet board.
"Are you okay?" Qi Yifeng looked at her, feeling sad and bitter in his heart.
She was pregnant and should have needed good care, but he couldn't do anything to protect her.
He walked in slowly, took a mouthwash cup, took some water and handed it to her to rinse her mouth with.
Yang Taotao shook her head, with a painful expression on her face. Then she made a burping motion, quickly twisted her body, and opened the toilet lid.
Ugh~~~~~.
He retched.
The man stepped forward, reached out and gently stroked her back: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to see a doctor?"
"No, it's okay..." She shook her head, pushed back her hanging hair, and then retched again.
I was so vomited that tears were about to burst out.
He stretched out his hand to catch her hair, held it in strands, and patted her gently with his other hand: "Did you eat the wrong thing? Why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup."
The woman raised her head and waved vigorously, indicating that she didn't need it.
I don't know how long it took, but Qi Yifeng felt extremely uncomfortable. Just when he was about to lose control, Yang Taotao finally let go of the toilet and sat softly on the ground.
He took out a tissue and knelt down to wipe the corners of her mouth. He panicked: "How could this happen? Did you eat something cold just now? Or..."
"Morning sickness is something every woman will experience." She stopped him from speaking and put one hand on her nose: "I can't smell the blood on your body, it's uncomfortable."
She had a pale face and looked at him pitifully.
After a round of vomiting, Yang Taotao felt weak when speaking.
Thin beads of sweat slid down her face, making her thin and fragile look even more fragile.
When she said that, Qi Yifeng suddenly realized that no wonder she just looked at his back and ran in to vomit after looking at it.
Qi Yifeng thought for a while, he couldn't let her sit on the cold floor like this, and it was already past ten o'clock, so he had to get her something to eat.
So he bent down and picked her up, pulling on the painful wound during the pick-up process, which made him groan in pain.
He just paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked out of the bathroom.