As he watched, his brows tightened tighter and tighter, so that his face looked worse and worse.

He was about to say something when he raised his head and met Nan Yao's dark eyes.

Because she was recuperating herself, her face was a little pale.

Coupled with this thin small body, there is a pale sense of sickness.

Looking at her like this, Shen Tu Mo didn't say anything when he reached his lips.

Instead, it was a different sentence

"It hurts?"

Nan Ji looked at him, then at the woman behind her who had already risen from the table, and finally landed on her wound

"Well, it hurts."

When Shen Tumo heard this, he bent down and hugged the person directly.

He walked out of the study without looking back.

He spoke as he walked

"Don't run around until the wound is healed."

Nan Ji looked at the wound on her wrist that had been torn again.

In fact, it was scary to watch, and she didn't feel anything.

Maybe I had too many injuries before, but I didn't feel much pain when I had a comparison.

Her gaze fell on the wound, and then on Shen Tumo.

She shouted again

"I hurt."

Shen Tu Mo walked faster, the coldness on his face dissipated a lot, and his voice slowed down and became softer

"Bear with me."

Nan Ji could clearly perceive his changes, and she looked at him with straight eyes, continuing to move forward

"I don't want to put up with it."

As she spoke, she had already been placed on the bed.

He pulled a lollipop out of a drawer, opened it and stuffed it into her mouth.

A sweet smell melted from her mouth.

Then, he didn't know where to find a medicine box made of wood.

He took the purple potion and applied it to her wound.

The movement was very skillful, and the wound was bandaged in less than a minute after pulling the gauze next to it.

Nanji's attention completely shifted to the lollipop.

You know, it's been seven days.

Hua Yu fed her and controlled the amount of food.

And I don't give her anything else except three meals a day.

She crunched the lollipop into pieces.

Shen Tumo remedicated all the wounds on her body and bandaged her again.

A piece of white gauze was also attached to his head.

Waiting for him to finish all this, he sat on the edge of the bed.

His bony hands rested on the medicine box, looking her up and down.

Seeing that she didn't cry out of pain, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression returned to his usual coldness.

"The doctor instructed you to eat less sweets."

He was just panicked by her shouting.

I just want to keep her from hurting.

So much so that he took the lollipop out of the drawer and gave it to her.

This is a small snack imported from abroad.

I heard that it is very popular, and it is very popular with women and children.

He also learned by chance, thinking that she loved to eat so much, so he asked someone to buy a box.

I was going to wait for her injury to heal before giving it.

What is the saying?

The child who can scream has milk to eat.

Nan Ji didn't understand this before, after all, no one had taught her.

But now that she understands, she simply doesn't want to be too integrated.

So much so that in this mansion, such a picture can be seen everywhere.

"Shen Tumo, where's the lollipop?"

"The doctor said, quit sweets."

Nan Ji raised her wrist

"The wound hurts."

Shen Tumo glanced at her, didn't speak again, and silently took out a lollipop and gave it to her.

This went on for many days.

Another day, at the dinner table.

When Nam Ji was about to eat a second bowl of smoothie.

was seized by Shen Tu Mo and the bowl.

Nan Ji spoke

"I ······"

The words are not finished.

Shen Tumo's voice was cold

"The wound is healed."

Nan Ji took a closer look, Ao, it seems to have grown up.