The heartthrob host she hangs up again

Chapter 131 Little Brother (5)

Ye Nian suddenly thought of something, got up from the ground, and patted the little skirt.

"Brother, wait for me, I'll be right back, don't go away yet."

After she finished speaking, she handed all the food to the boy, then turned around and ran quickly outside the hospital fence.

Raising his eyes, Shen Che calmly looked at the back of the girl going away.

Bow again.

He took a sip of his saliva lightly.

In the afternoon, the sun was a little bit bright, and it was very hot. He got up and moved towards the shade of the tree, and sat down leisurely, with his slender white arms resting on his knees.

He raised his head and closed his eyes quietly.

About ten minutes later.

A sound of running came from not far away, mixed with some murmurs.

"Brother, brother."

There was a slight panting sound, until Shen Che was poked on his knee, and then Shen Che lowered his eyes to look over.

But Ye Nian was panting with his lips parted, holding two white tubes in his hand.

She made a gesture, knelt down and put the thing in his palm.

"This is ointment." The little girl's eyes sparkled. "My mother would use this for me when I fell down before. Brother, you should use it too. Put it on and the wound will heal soon."

Although Ye Mu didn't explicitly say what it was for treatment.

But it should be promoting blood circulation and removing stasis.

Shen Che's thick eyelashes paused, and he glanced at her again, but didn't move while looking at the medicine.

Ye Nian waited for a while and was a little anxious.

I had no choice but to take it over and unscrew the cap by myself, then pulled Shen Che's fair arm, squeezed out a little ointment and applied it to the blue and injured part of the person's arm.

Gently kneading with fingertips, spread a little bit on it, and gently put it down, "Brother, tell me if it hurts." Ye Nian said while applying.

The soft little hand painted along the back of the hand to the wrist.

Painted almost all the blue spots on one arm.

Then put down that arm and pulled up the other, "No need, sooner or later you will die."

But suddenly the palm and wrist were pulled away.

Ye Nian was taken aback.

Seeing Shen Che calmly withdrawing his arms and putting them on his knees, his azure blue pupils were as calm as death.

He looked at her indifferently.

There is no vitality and vitality on the face.

Speak the words of death in a clear and shallow way, and there is no fear or fear.

"elder brother……"

After muttering, Ye Nian was startled, but suddenly came back to his senses, and leaned over angrily, and pulled the man's wrist which was not covered with ointment.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense."

"It's not dead." She squeezed the ointment to apply on the wound, "Brother will be fine."

"... At worst, just escape." The little girl said and stared at him, "I can sleep in my room. My brother can also come to my house."

Eyelashes trembled, Shen Che raised his face slightly, and looked at the little girl's clean and clear pupils
Paused.

But he reacted instantly, with some sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, "...to your house..."

Ye Nian just smeared the wound on someone's wrist, "Yes, come to my house." He paused, "I can raise my brother. There will always be something to eat."

There was a bit of coldness in the pupils, Shen Che pursed his thin lips, but he didn't take the child's words to heart, and said calmly, "...I may die here tomorrow after trying the medicine."

As soon as the words came out, he was pinched.

A slight pain came from the back of his hand, Shen Che's long curly eyelashes paused, and he looked over lightly.

I saw the little girl looking at him with red eyes, "...I told you, brother, don't talk nonsense about whether you are dead or not."

(End of this chapter)