Chapter 1829
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She knew that in that situation, blocking the knife with his bare hands might be his only way, but as long as she glanced at his bloody right hand, her heart couldn't help but tighten. Seeing that he still looked like he didn't care, she couldn't help but get angry.
Seeing the worry and heartache in Qing 'er's eyes, Ah Yao curled his lips and lowered his head obediently.
Fortunately, it was not too late. They quickly hailed a taxi to the nearest community hospital. Qing 'er grabbed his wrist and didn't let him move. Her eyes were red as she stared at his wound.
"Sister Qing 'er, it's really not serious …" He said carefully.
"Does it hurt?" She raised her eyes to look at him. There were still tears in her eyes.
"It's okay. This pain is nothing," he answered obediently.
However, hearing his words, Qing 'er's tears fell. "This pain is nothing? Then what kind of pain is pain? You … How old are you … "
She knew that this kid had suffered a lot in the past few years, but it wasn't until today that she realized how he had survived the past few years. If injuries weren't common, how could he be so calm?
Ah Yao was startled. He hugged her with his left hand and whispered in her ear, "It still hurts a little. How about … you kiss me?"
Qing 'er smiled through her tears. She wanted to hit him, but her heart ached. In the end, she raised her head and kissed him.
So when Ah Yao walked into the hospital, he still had a smile on his face. Even the doctor was shocked by his wound.
Perhaps Ah Yao looked too calm, but the doctor peeked at him from time to time while disinfecting and bandaging him.
Qing 'er asked worriedly, "Doctor, is it serious? Will there be any sequelae? "
"I don't think so …" The doctor explained some precautions and finally couldn't help but ask, "Young man, are you born without pain?"
"No." Ah Yao curled his lips. "I took painkillers on the way here."
Qing 'er couldn't help but glare at him.
The doctor was a little confused. As he tied the gauze, he muttered, "What painkiller is so effective …"
More than an hour later, the two of them returned to the apartment.
Qing 'er's eyebrows jumped when she saw the broken porcelain in the dining room.
Ah Yao quickly stood in front of her. "I'll clean it up now …"
"Your hand is already like this. How can you clean it up? Let me do it!" Qing 'er was angry and amused.
"No!" He stopped her with his good left hand and said firmly, "Get a housekeeper to clean it up tomorrow. Don't touch it. Be careful not to cut your hand."
"I won't …"
"No." Ah Yao was very determined. "You really don't have the talent to clean up."
Qing Er was speechless. Seeing that he was a patient, she decided not to argue with him. "Alright, alright. Go back to your room and rest. I'll boil some milk for you."
"Hmm … Which room do I sleep in?"
"Of course it's your own room!" Qing Er looked at him strangely.
Ah Yao blinked. "The doctor said that the wound might itch during the healing process … I'm not afraid of pain, but I'm very ticklish. I'm afraid that I can't help but scratch it …"
Qing Er raised her eyebrows: "So?"
"So, I'll sleep in your room tonight," he said naturally. "Your bed is bigger."
As he spoke, he bit his lip, looking a little pitiful.
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