The slender figure walked in, slowed his steps, and approached the bedside gently.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes were deep, quietly looking at Lu Wanchu on the bed, his eyes fell on her hand on the thin quilt, and his smooth and white palm was bandaged, which was shocking, making his eyes scarlet.

Fu Yixing sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed Lu Wanchu's injured hand, feeling distressed.

"Why should I let myself get hurt, so how can I rest assured."

Fu Yixing slowly untied the bandaged gauze, his eyes fell on the vertical and horizontal wounds, and the bright red wounds of the glass scratches made him want to caress her lovingly.

In his ears was Fu Yixing's low and hoarse voice, Lu Wanchu thought it was Ye Yunshu who came in at first, but he didn't know it would be him.

The familiar breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and she held her breath and didn't open her eyes until he sat down beside her.

That sentence made her heart tense and uncomfortably forgetful.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lu Wanchu's apricot eyes fell on Fu Yixing.

He was hanging his head, just looking at her wounds, and his phoenix eyes, which had been calm, were scarlet.

"Fu Yixing!"

Fu Yixing was shocked, and raised his eyes to the complicated eyes of the late Lu Dynasty.

"Does it hurt?!"

He didn't run away, but sat quietly beside her, at her watch.

"Fu Yixing, tell me, do you already know who I am?"

Lu Wanchu hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

She is not stupid, in fact, she already knows some from Fu Yixing's performance during this time, but she is subconsciously reluctant to admit it.

She had always been reluctant to believe that he recognized her so easily.

And when did he recognize her?

After recognizing her, he never revealed it, but instead found an excuse to appear next to her.

Someone like him didn't care about anything, but he was so attached to her, and she couldn't think of why he was so perverse to her except to recognize her.

"Why should you let yourself be hurt, no one is worth it for you to let yourself be hurt, not even me."

Fu Yixing took the potion that Ye Yunshu was putting on the side, and gently reapplied the medicine for Lu Wanchu, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he was pitiful and distressed.

There seemed to be a feather scratching through, and Lu Wanchu looked at him quietly.

"Fu Yixing, when did you find out?"

Fu Yixing picked up the gauze and lowered his head to give Lu Wanchu medicine.

"That day under the bridge."

Lu Wanchu was stunned, under the bridge?

Could it be that he recognized the mother and daughter that she saved the mother and daughter that day, but how could he recognize it?

She just jumped into the water to save people, and also told Fu Yixing that her medical skills were okay, shouldn't he recognize her just by that?

"Why, why do you recognize me?"

Lu Wanchu grabbed Fu Yixing's arm, sat up straight, and looked at Fu Yixing with a blank look.

Fu Yixing raised his hand, grabbed Lu Wanchu's hand with his backhand, and his eyes fell on her cheek, "Don't you want me to recognize it?" ”

He chuckled lightly, in her heart, he had always been dispensable, and she didn't care about him at all.

"I ......"

Lu Wanchu lowered her cheeks, not daring to look directly at Fu Yixing.

Fu Yixing smiled in a low voice and stretched out his hand.

Lu Wanchu was startled and let go of the way.

Fu Yixing's hand landed under her right shoulder, where Yueyue was staying.

"It's the one that makes me recognize you."

In addition to her personality and medical skills, what made him even more sure was that thing.

"Impossible, how would you know?"

Lu Wanchu grabbed Fu Yixing's hand on her shoulder, shocked.