The dim light bulb flickered overhead, and Sweetheart found the small medicine box in the corner, struggling to make out the usage guide on the medicine bottle against the lamp.

To be honest, she was really shocked, she had made countless assumptions before coming, she even thought that Qing Lang was a big deal to be locked in a room with a sealed window, except for not being able to get out, but she didn't expect him to be locked up in such a deplorable place for a whole week!

Why do fathers have such fathers? Isn't fatherly love great?

She felt more and more distressed, her eyes were constantly stained with tears, and she couldn't read the words clearly.

There is no air conditioning, the fan will not turn, it is so hot here that it is not breathable, even if the wound is not medicated for a while, it will not be healed, the small space separated is a simple toilet and shower, she originally wanted to unscrew the water to wet the towel to help him wipe his body, but found that the shower flowed out...... Only cold water.

Situ Qinglang lay on the bed and fell asleep, and he didn't see his sweetheart make a sound for a long time, so he asked softly: "Sweetheart, what are you doing?"

Sweetheart secretly wiped a handful of tears, washed the towel, returned to him to wipe the blood stains and wounds for him, then poured hydrogen peroxide, smeared the medicine, and bandaged him well, acting skillfully like a professional little **.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"And now?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"And now?"

She kept asking repeatedly, as if she had forgotten that he was an iron-beaten body, for fear of hurting him, and after answering a few times, Situ Qinglang suddenly turned his back and pulled her down beside him, hugged her and said, "It doesn't hurt, fool." ”

Sweetheart got up restlessly against time, pinched his face and asked, "Qingqing said you don't eat! Why do you want to go on a hunger strike? How can you go on a hunger strike as a man!"

"Who told you I went on a hunger strike. Situ Qinglang was helpless, "It's all done by you women, I just don't have much appetite." ”

"Shall I feed you?" asked Sweetheart suddenly tilting her head.

"What to eat?" Situ Qinglang was surprised, "You also brought food?"

"Actually...... It was prepared by He Jiaming. Sweetheart stuck out her tongue, pulled over the medicine box on the side, and took off the first layer, Situ Qinglang couldn't help but hold his forehead - this equipment is too complete.

"I don't want to eat what he prepares. He frowned like a tsundere emperor.

"Don't be like this, Jiaming is very good, he came to help without saying a word, if it weren't for him today, I wouldn't have been able to come in to help you." Sweetheart explained as she opened the lunch box, first tasted a mouthful of porridge herself, and after making sure it was still fresh, she ordered him, "Open your mouth." ”

"I really don't want to eat ......" Situ Qinglang hid back, a faint ...... in his heart Jealous, how can the sweetheart turn his elbow outward to praise He Jiaming! And say that he is very good!

"Can you not let your mother-in-law and mother be like a delicate flower!" Sweetheart was angry, "Hurry up, open your mouth, I'll feed you, if you don't eat it, I'll ignore you!"

was really going to be defeated by this little girl, Situ Qinglang felt for the first time that he was so delicate that he asked someone else to feed him, so he had to say, "Okay, I'll eat it myself." ”

"I'll feed you, you're in charge of opening your mouth. Sweetheart immediately smiled and handed the hot porridge to his lips, "Ahhh

Obviously, it was just a simple bowl of porridge and a dish, but the two of them had been grinding and chirping for half an hour, and He Jiaming paced restlessly below: "These two people are still finished, don't tell me that they have taken off on it." Clothing. I'm convinced!"

"What are you anxious about!" Situ Qingqing glanced at him.

"He's my girlfriend now!" He Jiaming childishly emphasized, "This is called cuckolding, do you understand!".

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