Chi Yang kept whispering outside, and he didn't care if there was any response, the voice was not loud or small, and it could come in clearly.

I really don't know if it's unintentional or deliberate.

Chi Mo Yan was really annoyed by the chatter, and snorted coldly:

"Shut up."

The chatter outside came to an abrupt end.

Chi Mo's nerves had not relaxed for a moment, and the next moment, Chi Yang's crisp and crisp voice came more clearly, with a hint of joy:

"Brother! So I'm coming in now? ”

As he spoke, he slowly pushed open the bathroom door, and a small furry head poked in, and his little hands were still tightly covering his eyes.

Cute like a little squirrel.

Chi Mo barely covered the wound on his arm, and said coldly:

"Who let you in?"

Chi Yang was startled by this roar, snorted, and told his brother his thoughts aggrievedly:

"I guess it's been so long, my brother must have dressed himself, although my brother is yelling at me, but I can't watch my brother be injured because I'm afraid... ”

"Besides, I didn't open my eyes, brother, don't be angry, okay."

"I have a lot of strength and I can help... It's true. ”

The more the little girl talked, the more aggrieved she became, the more she said, the more she had no confidence, and she seemed to be really slowly realizing that she seemed to have really disturbed Chi Moyan, and she hung her head a little dejectedly.

Chi Mo didn't say anything for a long time.

It wasn't until Chi Yang's head was low and his eyes were so hot and pitiful that Chi Moyan spoke hoarsely:

"Help me wipe my wheelchair."

Chi Yang immediately brushed his head, there were tears in his big eyes just now, and he immediately smiled, his eyes were shining, full of joy to be needed:

"Wow brother!"

She tiptoed down a pack of tissues and began to carefully clean the wheelchair, which was wet with water and glass shards.

She is very young next year, but she is very serious in her work, and she is very careful about every corner and corner, and she is even afraid that Chi Mo will feel that she is slow, and she explained while wiping:

"This glass slag is too small, so it may be a little slower, brother, wait."

That being said, it only took two or three minutes to clean up.

Chi Yang carefully mopped the ground and put the wheelchair in a safe place next to Chi Moxi.

Ji Moyan propped his arm on the wheelchair and slowly sat up with his strength.

Fortunately, I succeeded at one time, and I didn't lose face in front of Chi Yang.

When I first started in a wheelchair, there were few successes.

It is common to fall with a blue nose and swollen face, and sweat profusely.

To do the action of not changing the color of the face now, Chi Mo enthalpy has lost count of how much effort has been put in behind it.

Chi Yang didn't show any abnormal emotions about this, but his small body stopped Chi Moenthalpy from pushing the wheelchair with his injured hand, and he slowly pushed Chi Moenthalpy out and placed it on the side of the sofa intimately.

Chi Moyan moved over silently.

Seeing this, Chi Yang breathed a sigh of relief, carefully prepared to hold Chi Mo's hand, and asked softly:

"Brother, where is your medical kit? ”

Chi Mo Yan withdrew his hand and staggered her movements, and lowered his eyes lightly:

"At the door of my room."

Chi Yang obviously felt resistant, but she was not frustrated, and immediately ran to the room full of energy, went to the doorknob that was a little higher than her, and then carried the small bench to get the medicine box.

It's a big box, but Chi Yang hugged it quite easily, and he came back after a while.

As soon as Chi Moben stretched out his hand to bring the medicine box, Chi Yang had already opened the lid and turned out tweezers, alcohol, disinfectant iodine, gauze and so on.

She moved a small bench and sat down, looking at Chi Mo Enthalpy with a blank eye, her apricot eyes were as warm as water, revealing sincere concern:

"Brother, I'll help you deal with it."

As soon as she asked, she had carefully put Chi Mo's hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and carefully used the sterilized tweezers to clip out the glass shards that could be seen little by little.

Fortunately, there is not much visible to the naked eye, so Chi Yang gently wiped the blood with wet wipes to confirm that there was no glass slag on the surface of the skin, and then disinfected it with iodine.

Although the steps are very simple, there are not many injuries on the back of the hand and arm, and by the time Chi Yang finished handling the two hands, he was already tired and sweating.

Chi Moyan quietly watched Chi Yang busy with his work, and felt that he was stunned for a moment.

He had so suddenly trusted a six-year-old child, or was this stepsister who hated him so much that he approached him for the sake of purpose.

He obviously knew that every time Chi Yang approached, whether it was directly framed or played tricks behind his back, it would bring him trouble, and he had already suffered so many losses, but he actually looked at her sincere eyes at this moment, and chose to let it be, indifferent.

Chi Mo's palm curled up, and a sour emotion seemed to spread from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart.

He slowly withdrew his hand, and a hot little hand ripped open Chi Mo's bangs.

Chi Yang suddenly became serious.

"Brother, don't move,"

She tinkered with it from her small pocket for a while, took out two small pink hairpins, and clamped them on the left and right of Chi Mo's enthalpy.

Ji Moyan stiffened, and was quietly lectured by Chi Yang before expressing resistance.

"When you encounter danger, you have to learn to ask for help, the teacher said when we first started school, my brother is so old, you can't be so stubborn."

As he spoke, he had already cleaned and disinfected the ink enthalpy more skillfully according to the steps he had just taken to treat the wound.

Even if he doesn't have to look in the mirror, Chi Mo Yan knows that his face is painted with a yellow one here and one yellow there.

He maintained a stiff posture the whole time until Chi Yang finally clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Alright!"

Chi Yang quickly packed up his things and maintained a good habit of "where to take things and where to send them back".

Ji Mo Yan looked at Chi Yang's natural movements, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he didn't get along much, in his few memories, Chi Yang had never had such a good habit.

She is very fond of throwing things around and then blaming him at the end.

Because of his young age, the family is doting on, and he doesn't care that a child is always lost, and uses this bad habit as a weapon to attack him.

Seeing Chi Yang walking back, Chi Mo Enthalpy restrained his thoughts.

"I don't have any clothes for you here, so let's leave it at that."

Chi Yang is very sensible, and he won't go out to buy new clothes, so he nodded obediently.

"Then where will I sleep tonight, brother?"

Although the rented house is large, it only has one master bedroom, and the rest is arranged as a study and recovery room.

It seems that only this sofa in front of you can sleep.

Chi Yang seemed to understand the meaning of silence, and she didn't mind, so she obediently sat on the sofa with a small quilt.

"By the way, brother, I've already told Lim that I'm not going back, and my brother doesn't need to call."

I haven't done anything yet, and I have already guessed the enthalpy of Chi Mo in my heart:

“……”

"Self-inflicted."