As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the girl sitting next to him with the medicine box in her arms, and then opened it.

An Xiaoli was glad that there was a medicine box here, she opened the medicine box, took out a cotton swab, and looked up to see that Jiu Lan had opened her eyes, and was stunned.

Jiulan Crack didn't speak.

An Xiaoli pursed her lower lip, then picked up a cotton swab and lightly smeared the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Jiu Lan looked at her silently, her eyes were dark, she didn't cooperate, but she didn't refuse.

An Xiaoli had been in the hospital for a long time before, and some basic treatment methods would be done, and she gently touched the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

At this time, his eyes were very similar to those of a wounded little beast, his eyes were dark and sharp, and he was motionless and wary of any outsiders.

An Xiaoli's movements can only be as light as possible.

Jiu Lan Crack looked at her for a moment.

After An Xiaoli used a cotton swab to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, she unscrewed the ointment and rubbed it on his lips.

The girl's movements were gentle and didn't hurt at all.

There is also a faint sweet aroma between the fingers.

Jiu Lan's cracked gaze fell.

An Xiaoli didn't notice his gaze, but just took care of his wound seriously and attentively.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are serious, her eyes are warm and clear, and she is focused.

Jiu Lan's eyes moved to her face again, and then she couldn't take it away.

After An Xiaoli treated Jiulan's wound, she got up and walked towards the TV cabinet with the medicine box.

After she put her things in order, when she turned around, she saw that Jiulan Crack was still looking at her.

The eyes are dark.

An Xiaoli was stunned.

The air was somewhat quiet.

An Xiaoli hesitated, walked over, and sat down on the single sofa next to him.

Since the lights were not turned on, the orange afterglow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows poured in, and the interior was quiet.

"You...... Are you okay? An Xiaoli tilted her head and asked softly.

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Jiu Lan Crack stared at her, the corners of her lips tugged, and said, "Do you think I'll be okay now?" ”

His face does not look good now.

The right side is slightly swollen, not symmetrical with the left side of the face, and the whole body exudes a little low breath, and it does not have the bright and handsome appearance on weekdays.

Moreover, in front of so many people, he was beaten by his own father and used such insulting words.

I'm afraid that no one can accept it.

An Xiaoli frowned.

No matter how you say it, how can your uncle scold him like that.

She understands how much damage the feeling of being treated like that by her biological parents can be to her children's hearts......

It seems that the relationship between Jiulan and his father is really bad.

An Xiaoli looked at him, organized a language in her heart, and said softly: "Don't be sad, uncle, he is really wrong, he is an elder, and he ...... on so many people's occasions."

She was not very good at comforting, so she could only organize her language as much as possible.

Jiulan Crack stared at the girl, looking at her bitter expression, trying to comfort him, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

Then, a smile spread from the bottom of his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.

Coupled with the OK bandage attached to the corners of the lips, there is a feeling of a beautiful boy who has been injured.

An Xiaoli was a little confused.

She said, is it funny?

“…… What are you laughing at? ”

"Nothing." Jiulan coughed and said in a lazy tone: "Don't worry, I'm not so fragile, and I'm not going to die because of that person's words or two." ”

"In my heart, he died eight hundred years earlier."

“…………”

She was so worried about him in vain.

An Xiaoli pursed her lips, then withdrew her eyes.