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2 She knew that in that situation, blocking the knife with his bare hands might be his only way, but as long as she saw his bloody right hand, her heart could not help but tighten. Seeing his indifferent face, she could not help but feel angry.

Seeing the worry and heartache in Qing 'er's eyes, a-Qing smiled and lowered her head obediently.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late. They quickly hailed a taxi and arrived at the nearest Community Hospital. Along the way, Qing 'er grabbed his wrist to stop him from moving. Her eyes were red as she stared at his wound.

sister Qing 'er, it's really not serious, Yingluo, " he said carefully.

"Does it hurt?" She looked up at him, tears still welling up in her eyes.

"It's alright, this pain is nothing." He answered obediently.

However, after hearing his words, Qing 'er's tears fell. "This little pain is nothing? Then what kind of pain was considered pain? Yingluo, how old are you, Yingluo?"

She knew that this kid had suffered a lot in the past few years, but it was not until today that she realized how he had survived the past few years. If getting injured was not a common occurrence, how could he be so calm?

Ah Yao was stunned, he used his left hand to hold her, his thin lips moved close to her ear and whispered, " "It still hurts a little. Why don't you kiss me, Yueyue?"

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 Luo walked into the hospital, she still had a smile on her face, even though the doctor was shocked by his wound.

Perhaps it was because ah Luo looked too calm, the doctor peeked at him from time to time while disinfecting and bandaging him.

"Doctor, is it serious?" Qing 'er asked worriedly. Will there be any side effects?"

I don't think so. the doctor reminded him of some things to take note of, and finally couldn't help but ask, " young man, are you born without pain? "

"No." Ah Luo's lips curved up. I took painkillers on the way here.

Qing 'er could not help but glare at him.

The doctor was a little puzzled. He mumbled as he tied a knot in the gauze,"What painkiller is so effective, Yingluo?"

The two of them returned to the apartment more than an hour later.

Qing 'er's eyebrows twitched when she saw the broken pieces of porcelain in the dining room.

Ah Luo quickly stood in front of her,"I'll clean up the mess now."

"Your hand is already like this, how are you going to clean it up? let me do it!" Qing 'er was both angry and amused.

"No!" He stopped her with his uninjured left hand and said firmly, " get a housekeeper to clean up tomorrow. Don't touch it, or you'll cut your hand.

"I won't, Yingluo."

"No," Ah Luo was very determined. you really don't have any talent in tidying up.

Qing 'er was speechless. She decided not to argue with him since he was a patient. Alright, alright. Go back to your room and rest. I'll go make you some milk.

"Yingluo, which room do I sleep in?"

"Your own room, of course!" Qing 'er gave him a strange look.

Ah Luo blinked. the doctor said that the wound is likely to itch during the healing process. I'm not afraid of pain, but I'm very afraid of itchiness. I'm afraid I can't help but scratch it.

"So?" Qing 'er raised her eyebrows.

"So, I'll sleep in your room tonight." your bed is bigger, " he said naturally.

As he spoke, he bit his lower lip, looking a little pitiful.

How could Qing 'er resist it? she compromised after a few seconds."Alright, alright, I'll bring your pajamas over to Yingying."

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