Chapter 112: It's Good to Have You

"Xiao He, don't hide."

Qin Yu's voice was very weak, as if it was coming from far away, and it sounded a little ethereal.

I haven't heard this familiar voice for ten days, and I miss it so much! Since Qin Yu had spoken, naturally there was no danger, Wei He meowed softly, and swooped out of the corner.

Jumping in front of Qin Yu and standing on the bed The moment his gaze settled, Wei He was dumbfounded.

She saw a girl hanging on Qin Yu's body, a scantily dressed, drunk, and unconscious girl.

What's going on? Didn't you go out to find medicine, how did you bring back a woman? Are you worthy of my concern for this? Wei He was instantly unhappy, but his nose moved, and he found that the smell of blood was even stronger, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Xiao He, do you miss me?" Qin Yu chuckled.

Wei He saw that Qin Yu's face was ugly, his lips were almost bloodless, and under the moonlight of the fiasco, the whole person was as cold and pale as a vampire.

She quickly jumped out of bed and followed the smell of blood to Qin Yu's back.

A hideous and terrifying wound ** appeared naked in front of Wei He's eyes, the wound was extremely deep, almost explicit, and the dark red blood dripped down Qin Yu's back and fell to the ground, staining the floor into a blood-red color.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. A simple treatment of the wound is sufficient. Don't wake up Shui Sheng and Uncle Wei, lest they worry. Qin Yu smiled, his tone was light and light.

The moonlight is bleak and the stars are sparse.

It was unusually quiet outside the window, and there was not a trace of wind. The dead trunk stood silently, the cracked bark as if it had been frozen and cracked by the dry cold, lifeless.

Wei He looked at the scar on Qin Yu's back, raised his claw slightly, and then put it down again.

How can it not hurt? The wound was so long and deep, and the blood flowed all over the ground, but he said it didn't hurt. Since becoming a cat, Wei He has never hated himself for having a pair of cat paws like he did at this moment, he can't do anything, he can't help him bandage his wounds, he can't help him pour water, he can't take care of him and help him.

could only watch silently, watching his wound drip blood, looking at it, Wei He cried.

My shovelers are also human beings, they get hurt, they get sick, and they need someone to take care of them. Because I'm a cat, I can't do anything but habitually hide behind his back to be protected. He was so badly injured, he was obviously in pain to death, and he forced a smile to comfort me, my shovel officer is so stupid.

Aquatic was right, he did break his heart for his little white cat.

Wei He couldn't think about who the strange girl was, turned around and ran to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and pulled out the medical toolbox from inside. Then, he turned around and ran to the kitchen and carried a few towels to the bedroom. Seeing Qin Yu sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating, Wei He didn't go over to disturb. As for the drunk girl, she was sleeping on the bed at this time.

Wei He ran back to the kitchen, picked up the kettle with two little paws, poured water, boiled water, and then squatted on the table and thought silently, Qin Yu was so seriously injured, why didn't he go to the hospital? Do you want to wake up Dad and ask him to take him to the hospital?

You still have to ask Qin Yu about this.

Wei He jumped off the kitchen counter and hurriedly ran to the bedroom, seeing Qin Yu closing his eyes and concentrating, his brows tightly locked, and he didn't dare to disturb.

Tiptoeing around Qin Yu's back, Wei He saw that the wound on Qin Yu's back didn't seem to be bleeding anymore, although it was still hideous and terrifying, it seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Is this a hallucination? How could such a heavy wound heal on its own? Such a wound will inevitably need to be sutured.

A few minutes later, Qin Yu let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and met Wei He's gaze.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not bad." Qin Yu glanced at the medicine box and towel in his hand, pursed his lips and did not speak, and was silent for a long time.

Wei He jumped to Qin Yu's side and drew a cross with his claws.

"You don't have to go to the hospital, it's too troublesome to explain such an injury." Qin Yu raised his hand and picked up the towel to wipe his sweat: "Don't worry, I'm in good health, as long as I bandage it simply, it will heal in three days." ”

Qin Yu's words, Wei He believed.

I remember the last time I was injured in the Tiger Garden, and the healing speed of Qin Yu's wound was simply amazing. Although the injury this time was much worse than the last time, he said that if he healed in three days, he would heal in three days.

What Qin Yu promised, there are few times when he can't do it.

"Meow~" Wei He stretched out his claws and pushed the medicine box, but he didn't dare to step forward. She was afraid that the cat hair on her body would stain the wound or fall on the gauze.

The kitchen kettle chirps.

Wei He hurriedly ran over, turned off the power, and went to carry the kettle with his little paws.

"How do you carry the kettle to the ground?"

Wei He looked up and saw Qin Yu coming over at some point, leaning against the kitchen door looking at her at this time, with a smile on his pale face.

yes, how do I carry the kettle to the floor?

Wei He can walk upright and walk on his two front legs, but the kettle is so big, if he jumps off the table with the kettle, he will inevitably spill the hot water, and it will not be good if he can't help Qin Yu and burn himself again.

"Go, bring the basin." Qin Yu walked over and picked up the kettle.

Wei He hurriedly ran to the bathroom, pushed a brand-new beige plastic basin over, and carefully placed a new towel in the basin. Qin Yu poured hot water into the basin, mixed it with some cold water, and wiped the blood stains on his body with a damp towel, which was a little laborious when he wiped his back.

"Xiao He, help me wipe it." Qin Yu handed the towel to Wei He.

Wei He didn't dare to take it, she was afraid that Qin Yu's wound would be infected by her dirty claws.

"Don't be afraid, I'm different from normal people, and the wound won't be infected." Qin Yu delivered the towel to Wei He's eyes.

"Meow~" Wei He called softly, took the towel, and stood on the bench to wipe Qin Yu's back. The claws are not as flexible as the human hands, and Wei He is careful not to make the slightest mistake. Looking at the open wound, Wei He's eyes gradually blurred. She struggled to keep her eyes open and keep her vision clear so that she didn't rub into the wound area.

"Xiao He, it's good to have you." Qin Yu said lightly.

Before the words fell, Wei He's tears that he had endured for a long time fell with a brush.

After wiping the wound and returning to the bedroom, Qin Yu tore off the gauze and bandaged the wound by himself. Wei He squatted aside and watched, his heart tightened again. How can Qin Yu be so skillful in bandaging wounds, is he often injured? But he didn't have any scars...... No, I was injured in Tiger Park last time, and after the wound healed, it didn't seem to leave a scar, not even a trace at all. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but now I think about it and it feels weird.

Wei He didn't want to be idle, so he grabbed the towel next to him and carefully wiped the blood stains on the floor.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yu had already bandaged the wound properly and changed into a loose nightgown, and the whole person looked a little pale except for his face, which seemed to be no different from usual.

Is this how he lives? It is customary to hide a qiē pain and pretend that nothing has happened.

"Three days!" Qin Yu looked at Wei He with a smile: "Give me three days, the wound will heal, you are not allowed to cry." ”

Wei He raised his claws and wiped his face, the hair under his eyes was wet with tears, and he looked very ugly. Qin Yu stretched out his hand and scraped Wei He's little nose: "Don't cry in the future, you cry very ugly." (To be continued.) )