Chi Jian walked up to her and said expressionlessly, "Look up." ”

"Oh......" Si Baiye raised his head obediently.

He leaned over slightly, holding a cotton ball in his hand and gently wiping it against the scar on her face.

As soon as the disinfectant came into contact with the wound, Si Baiye instantly felt a tingling sensation and couldn't help but "hiss".

Chi Jian's movements eased a lot, and she continued to concentrate on wiping her wounds.

Originally, it was nothing, but Si Baiye kept his head high and felt tired from his neck, so he couldn't help but move his gaze forward.

The man was so close to her, close enough to feel his breath and the familiar smell of eau de toilette on his body.

He is very good-looking, his facial features are particularly exquisite, his eyebrows are slender, and his phoenix eyes are filled with a bit of emotion that Si Baiye can't understand, and the long and thin eyelashes make Si Baiye deeply doubt whether he was born or inherited......

The nose was erect, and the thin lips were about to be pursed into a straight line, and Si Baiye wanted to pick up the two ends of the straight line for no reason.

Just as Si Baiye was silently observing the beauty of the captain, Chi Jian suddenly said, "How did this injury come about?" ”

"Fight." Si Baiye didn't hide it, and replied to him in a nutshell.

Chi Jian narrowed his eyes, his gaze was a little cold: "Fight? What to fight? Knives? ”

Si Baiye was unconvinced and pouted: "Who knew that little bastard still had a knife in his hand." ”

If she could go back half an hour ago, she would have gone over and made up for the boy with the knife a few more times—preferably to his life.

"Does it still hurt?" Chi Jian asked again.

Si Baiye shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"......" Chi Jian's eyes suddenly became meaningful when she looked at her, "There are only two reasons why the wound doesn't hurt, one is that the bacteria have been completely eliminated, and the other is that you have been infected to the point that the wound is numb and you don't know the pain." ”

Si Baiye rolled his eyes at Chi Jian: "Captain, you are quite good at scaring people." ”

Chi Jian: "......"

"It's just a big deal to have a scar on your face in the future." Si Baiye also took out his mobile phone as a mirror and looked at his face, "Leave a scar...... How do you feel more handsome? ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man was knocked on the head by the captain: "Be kind to yourself." ”

"Oh......" was beaten, Si Bai didn't dare to say anything, and sat on the sofa honestly.

Chi Jian took out the red potion from the plastic bag, dipped a new cotton ball again, and walked up to Si Baiye to rub the medicine on her.

Seeing that she hung her head aggrievedly and didn't dare to speak, Chi Jian paused and reached over, her slender fingers directly picked up her chin to force her to look up, and then rubbed the medicine.

Si Baiye: "......"

His chin was pressed against his fingers, and the boy felt it, his hand warm.

These hands, which used to beat the keyboard on the field and wantonly kill the enemy, are now used to rub medicine for her.

Neither of them spoke, and the room was quiet.

Mizhi was quiet for three minutes, and Chi Jian casually threw the cotton ball in her hand into the trash can, and then put gauze on her wound: "Don't touch the water on the wound, remember to change the dressing tomorrow." ”

After indifferently commanding, he stuffed the plastic bag with the gauze bandage containing the potion into Si Baiye's arms.

Si Baiye looked at the plastic bag in his arms, blinked, raised his head and said to Chi Jian: "Captain, Ye Li is right, you are a very considerate person." ”

Chi Jian's gaze swept lightly to the young man: "Next time I go to fight, I won't give you any more considerate bruises." ”

"What an adult, and still fighting. Throw the knife this time, throw the stick next time, and then next time you will go directly to the hospital. ”

"Shame."

Si Baiye: "......"

The captain's reproach was taught three times.