High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 871
"The white blister, I need to pop it, disinfect it with ointment, it will get better soon."

I do not know how long it has been.

Yang Moyan's very flat voice came.

Lin Zhaoxia' Huh? With a sound, before her eyes fell back, she felt something sharp pierced something, and then came a bit of piercing pain for Lin Zhaoxia.

In an instant, his face became even whiter.

Uncontrollably groaning, Lin Zhaoxia bit her lip and stubbornly endured it.

Yang Moyan heard that sound.

After the disinfectant was used, the residual ointment on the burnt arm was cleaned up, and a layer of white foam formed on the arm.

At this time, the foam was almost dispersed, and the white foam that was scalded was also broken by Yang Moyan, and the upper layer was quickly cleaned and disinfected.

During this period, Yang Moyan felt that the boy's arms were shaking again.

It seemed really painful.

"It's on the medicine."

He said so.

It is also reminding the boy that it is the last step.

Lin Zhaoxia heard it, and nodded her head invisibly.

Thoughts are almost gone.

It hurts.

She has a hunch.

If it hurts like this for a few minutes.

It's a matter of time before you get dizzy directly.

After all, it's not unheard of to be dizzy from pain.

But the pain didn't spread to that point.

Because of the application of the ointment.

A cool feeling hit, instantly covering up the pain.

Lin Zhaoxia turned her face to the side, and her complexion became much better.

After the gauze was wrapped, the wound was completely treated.

Yang Moyan packed the medicine box, seeing that Lin Zhaoxia didn't turn around, he was a little worried, "Didn't you faint? Lin Zhaoxia?"

Lin Zhaoxia turned her head, her face was still pale, but overall she was much better.

Without the disturbance of the pain, the boy's brows raised, "It's enough to faint once, how can there be a second time."

"Talk too much, wait for a slap in the face?"

"...!"

Isn't it too embarrassing to say this?

Lin Zhaoxia's eyes fell on the gauze wrapped around her arm, and finally pouted, "It's so ugly."

"A wound, gauze, picky what."

"At least there's a bow, right?"

Lin Zhaoxia touched her chin.

Yang Moyan pulled his lips lightly, "Childish."

Lin Zhaoxia hugged her arm again, rolled her eyes, "Who didn't have a girl's heart, you old master who doesn't understand a boy with a girl's heart, you are old-fashioned."

Those familiar words and inexplicable comments were enough to make the corners of Yang Moyan's eyes twitch.

But I was thinking in my heart, you are a girl and a boy with a girlish heart.

Is it true that you have been pretending to be a man for too long, and you can't even figure out your own position?
After the dressing was finished, Yang Moyan put away the packed medicine box, left the young man to wait, and then turned and went to the kitchen.

He still remembered the dish that Lin Zhaoxia showed him yesterday.

Going to the kitchen at this point, just trying to make it.

After Yang Moyan left, Lin Zhaoxia was bored.

Lazy on the sofa, he picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

But after playing it for a while, I didn't find anything interesting.

Most of them are old-fashioned Mary Su idol dramas.

There is no new routine, and it will be boring if you watch too much.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't stand it anyway, and in the end, even the look in her eyes became lazy.

After broadcasting for several times, I finally locked on a program - children's animation.

A sheep-wolf war is going on.

It's obviously a children's animation.

But at this time, Lin Zhaoxia found it very interesting. She folded her arms and nestled on the sofa, watching with great interest without blinking her eyes.

(End of this chapter)