An Yang looked down at his bloody wound, frowned slightly, took hydrogen peroxide, moistened the cotton block with pliers, and then started to attack his wound.

Without hesitation at all, I watched the wound that was originally full of blood being covered with hydrogen peroxide, and white bubbles appeared, and because of the color of the blood, the bubbles turned pink.

During the whole process, his brow furrowed, not because of the pain, but because of ......

The wound is so hideous, it looks ugly, it's too ugly, and his family is disgusted, so what should I do?

"Can you make the wound a little more beautiful?" An Yang suddenly opened his mouth and asked the school doctor who acted as an air man on the side.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" The school doctor is very honest, and he doesn't want to joke with him at all, this young man is a ruthless person, he can't do it.

An Yang was a little irritable in his heart, pulled his hair twice, and quickly treated the wounds on his body.

Bai Nuan here was a little bored, staring at his swollen ankle to calculate the recovery time, and in his mind, when he calculated that on the third day, Anyang came out.

The eyes were red, and he walked towards Bai Nuan, the wound was no longer so bloody, it was basically red and swollen, with a little trace, looking at Bai Nuan, his eyes were soft and harmless.

The school doctor who watched the whole process of Anyang's face change on the side: "......" To tell the truth, he wanted to remind the female doll, this boy, it doesn't seem to be a good child.

But right......

As soon as he thought of An Yang's yin owl eyes, he silently swallowed the words on his lips.

Forget it, it's better not to meddle in things.

"Nuan Nuan, rub the medicine." Anyang said, naturally stood in front of her, came in his hands, opened his palms in front of her, and looked at her.

The soft eyes, the soft voice, and the pitiful look.

Bai Nuan exhaled, picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in the ointment, approached his palm, lowered his eyes and rubbed the medicine for him little by little.

How can this guy make his palm look like this without nails?

There were not only traces of rubbing from the ground in the palm of his hand, but also marks left by him when he pinched himself.

Good hands, make it look like this.

"Don't pinch yourself in the future, don't you know that it hurts?" Bai Nuan said fiercely, feeling a little uncomfortable, good hands, making this look, I don't know how to take care of myself at all, I have to beat it.

Anyang: "??? ”

"Okay, don't pinch." As he spoke, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, looking at her slightly fluttering eyelashes and pursed lips, the joy in his heart was great.

His home is warm, and he has learned to care for him.

Does this mean that his status in her heart has risen little by little?

Not the character you can pass by anymore?

The admiration in the young man's eyes made the school doctor on the side a little frightened, and he always felt ......

This kid is sick, isn't it, otherwise how could he have this ghost's character?

The school doctor quietly hid to the side, flipped through the information, and he remembered that he had seen this kind of similar situation when he was in school before, but he didn't remember.

What kind of perverted psychology should it be?

The school doctor, who had not been found for a long time, sighed, sat in the chair and stopped talking.

Forget it......

"Okay, don't touch the water from the wound, borrow the phone from the school doctor, and I'll call my parents." Bai Nuan began to arouse this little brother who had just taken good medicine.

"Okay." An Yang nodded, his eyebrows crooked.