"Then if it hurts you, don't scold me," Ran Xin said and turned around and went to the cabinet to take out the medicine box, and put the ring Xun Zhi gave her on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"When have I ever scolded you? Also, what did you just say, what does it mean to be happy? Did I make you unhappy? Sang Shang closed his eyes and asked Ran Xin in a deep voice.

"You have always kept a straight face, how can I be happy, I am scared to death by you, look at you now, stretch your face, do you think I can be happy?" Ran Xin knelt beside Sang Shang, lifted his clothes and began to untie the gauze that wrapped the wound.

As soon as Ran Xin untied the gauze, Sang Shang didn't care about the wound and sat up with his body propped up.

"You, what are you going to do, be careful of the wound," Ran Xin frowned and raised his head, but the moment he saw Sang Shang's expression, he was petrified.

Sang Shang was actually squinting and grinning.

"You, what are you going to do?" Ran Xin was so laughed by Sang Shang that he had goosebumps all over his body, and the medicine in his hand fell to the ground.

"Didn't you make me laugh," Sang Shang squinted and smiled at Ran Xin's stupid appearance of being struck by lightning, and the smile on his face became even worse.

"You, you better don't, don't laugh, it's too scary," Ran Xin got up and helped Sang Shang to lie down, "I think your original appearance is more suitable for you,"

Sang Shang lay down on his back and restrained his smile, "You made me not laugh, don't say that I make you unhappy with a straight face in the future,"

"Does it matter if I'm unhappy?" Ran Xin knelt down beside Sang Shang again and carefully examined Sang Shang's wounds.

"It's my job to make my pet happy, isn't it?" Sang Shang turned his head sideways to look at Ran Xin.

"It's not your responsibility, you don't have to put so much thought into me, I'm afraid that if I want to leave one day, I will feel that I owe you too much, and I am reluctant to leave," Ran Xin could feel that Sang Shang was actually not a bad person, and his cold speech was just his style.

"I said, I won't let you leave," Sang Shang turned his head, closed his eyes, and his tone became cold, "It's my freedom to treat you as I want, you just have to accept it, you don't need to think too much,"

"Well, I see," Ran Xin nodded, took a deep breath to calm himself, and asked Sang Shang in a low voice, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

"No, it's just that the wound is faintly painful," Sang Shang's tone became softened, and there was a little less coldness and hardness.

"There are several cracks in your wound that need to be re-stitched," Ran Xin looked down at Sang Shang's wound carefully.

"Then you can do it," Sang Shang replied faintly, as if he was not the one who wanted to re-stitch the wound.

"I, I don't dare, what if I make you hurt and hurt more?" Ran Xin felt that although he knew what to do, he was still a little afraid.

"I don't mind, what are you afraid of, do you want me to lie like this and wait until Qiu Sijie comes over?" Sang Shang opened his eyes and looked sideways at Ran Xin.

"Then, then I'll try, if it hurts you, you have to tell me," Ran Xin looked at Sang Shang's dark eyes, and he couldn't say anything to refuse.

"It definitely won't hurt more than that day," Sang Shang still said in a light tone.

Ran Xin somehow, listening to Sang Shang's quiet words, his heart also calmed down, and he was not anxious or worried.

Ran Xin seriously helped Sang Shang retreat the wound, although the traces of the sutures were still not as neat as Qiu Sijie's, but they were much better than the first time they were done.

During the whole process, Sang Shang kept his head sideways and quietly looked at Ran Xin's serious side face, and his eyebrows and eyes were as calm as if the needle was not pierced on his body.

Because of Sang Shang's peace, Ran Xin's original nervous mood gradually disappeared, and his movements became much smoother.

"It's all right," Ran Xin turned his head to look at Sang Shang with a smile, "I'll help you up,"

"No, you can," Sang Shang sat up slowly, "It seems that you do have the potential to study medicine, and this time you are indeed doing better than before, I don't feel very painful,"

"You just continue to coax me, I still know how many pounds and taels I have," Ran Xin packed up the medicine box and threw the replaced bloody gauze into the recycling bin, "After Qiu Sijie sees it, don't talk to me anymore, I'll thank God,"

"With me, he doesn't dare," Sang Shang saw that although Ran Xin was talking, he was still very sleepy, and endured several yawns, "Go back to sleep, I see that you are also very tired,"

Sang Shang got up and squatted at Ran Xin's feet and took off the two metal rings at her ankles, "Go, you can sleep a little later tomorrow, I will ask Chu Yanli to keep breakfast for you,"

Ran Xin saw that Sang Shang would actually squat down and untie the metal ring for himself, and he was both nervous and moved. Is he really just treating himself as a pet? Why is he being so nice to himself?

Ran Xin's heart throbbed slightly.

"You can rest too," Ran Xin whispered softly.

"I still have something to deal with, you don't have to worry about me, you go to sleep by yourself," Sang Shang slowly stood up, walked to the wardrobe by himself, opened the wardrobe, and changed into clean clothes for himself.

Ran Xin turned his head and looked at Sang Shang, whose eyebrows and eyes were calm, feeling that he was not as indifferent as when he first met him. Or did he not change, but his state of mind changed?

"You are seriously injured, it's not good for your health to always don't rest like this, as a pet, I want to remind the owner that your health is also very important to me," Ran Xin didn't know what to say, so he could only use a ridiculous tone to remind Sang Shang to pay attention to rest.

The corners of Sang Shang's mouth raised slightly, "If there is nothing to do tomorrow, I will have a good rest,"

"Well, why don't you go to that medical pod and lie down? Doesn't that make you recover faster? Ran Xin remembered that when he was injured, Sang Shang obviously let her lie in the medical cabin to recuperate.

"I don't like to lie in the medical cabin, and besides, the effect of that thing on me is not obvious, as for why, Qiu Sijie can't figure it out," Sang Shang said as he changed his clothes.

"Then you still have to pay attention to rest, your body is tired, and the wound is not easy to heal," Ran Xin's gaze fell to the location of Sang Shang's wound again, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"I know my own body, as a pet, as long as I take care of myself, go to sleep," Sang Shang was the first time to be cared for like this, and even his tone of voice became softer.

"Then I'll go to sleep first," Ran Xin still didn't dare to be too strong against Sang Shang.

But just when Ran Xin had already stepped out of the room with one foot, what Sang Shang had said to her in the evening suddenly flashed back to her mind, asking her to be stronger.

Ran Xin turned his head again, looked at Sang Shang with some apprehension, and asked cautiously, "If I ask you to rest very strongly, will you be angry?" ”

"No, but I'll ignore your request," Sanchan pointed to his ear, "I'll just pretend I didn't hear,"

Ran Xin sighed helplessly, "Understood, I'd better go back and rest,"

Sang Shang also walked out of the bedroom slowly after changing his clothes, and sent Ran Xin into her bedroom all the way, making sure that she was asleep before going to the basement floor of the villa.