Ji Chu bandaged Lu Mang, found that he was still staring at the "three no products", reached out and pinched his face, and then withdrew his hand.

It's not soft, and it feels bad.

Lu turned his head to look at Ji Chu in confusion, blinking his amber eyes, looking very innocent.

Why did you touch me all of a sudden?

Ji Chu put the medicine into the medicine box, "Bandage it, don't use force on your left hand." ”

"Well, okay, thanks." Lu Mang showed two tiger teeth and smiled a little cutely.

A light flashed in Ji Chu's eyes, and he turned around and went to the kitchen.

Is white cut black?

The less dangerous and cute things seem to be, the more deadly they are.

[Of course the male protagonist is powerful! ] There is some pride in the system.

It's all your own cubs!

Lu Mang watched Ji Chu enter the kitchen, and then looked down at his left wrist carefully.

The left wrist was wrapped with layers of gauze, which was exactly the same as the professional technique of the hospital, or even better.

This can only be done with a professional level and a good practice.

So, what was the purpose of approaching him by someone so young and already experienced?

Is it bad enough to see if he is miserable?

Lu Mo couldn't help laughing at himself, what else did he have to worry about others?

Ji Chu took out the porridge he had boiled before and gave a bowl to Lu Mang.

Lu Mang thanked him softly and slowly stirred the porridge with a spoon.

The porridge was fragrant, and Lu Mang still didn't taste it.

His stomach was rumbling with the scent, and he hadn't eaten anything for more than a day and a half since last night.

Ji Chu filled himself half a bowl and tasted it, "No medicine, it's sweet, you can taste it." ”

Seeing that his mind was punctured, Lu Mang didn't feel embarrassed, and showed a soft smile, "Oh, thank you." ”

When the warm porridge enters the stomach, the stomach suddenly feels much better.

Lu Mang drank all the bowls of porridge before putting down the spoon and smiling a much more sincerely.

"The porridge is delicious, your craftsmanship is so good! By the way, my name is Lu Mang, what is your name? ”

"Kichu."

Lu Mo thought about the name for a while, he hadn't heard of it, he didn't know it.

Ji Chu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, put them in the kitchen, and turned to leave.

Didn't want to wash the dishes.

Lu Mang sat for a while, and then he was about to leave, "I'm going back, thank you for your kindness." ”

"Hmm." Ji Chu didn't stop him, people will come back anyway.

Lu Mang returned to the basement, which was a mess.

He looked at his bandaged wrist and resigned himself to work.

Night began to fall, and the people of this building also came back one after another, most of them office workers.

Lu Mang sat on the bed to rest, and the gauze on his left hand turned red again.

The things on the ground were almost cleaned up, and there wasn't much in the first place, and he smashed it about the same.

Now there is only one small bench in the basement, except for the broken bed he sits.

The small basement was a bit empty.

It's just that the blood stains on the ground haven't been cleared yet, and they are filled with a strong smell of blood.

The right hand rubbed his stomach, hungry.

But there was no money left.

"Knock knock~"

Kichu heard a knock on the door, put the dish in his hand on the table, and opened the door.

"I'm sorry, I might have to trouble you." The road is vast, the road is vast, and the single thousand are raised. Lift your left wrist, revealing blood-stained gauze.

"Come in." Ji Chu went to get the medicine box.

The male protagonist can really make trouble.

Lu Man came in, sat obediently on the stool next to him, and asked Ji Chu to change the gauze for him.

"Little sister neighbor, can I have a meal?" Lu Mang's face also had a little bloodstains, and with this pitiful expression, it was easy to arouse people's sympathy.