Disabled commander begging for a kiss in my arms every night

Chapter 210 210 If there is another time, you just run away.

It was agreed to be two people who went out for a walk, but when they went back, it was not difficult to see that they were in a mess.

Ye Zhan is a little better, except for the wrinkled clothes, a little messy hair, and a little pale face, it looks fine on the surface.

Xie Jin's appearance is not good to the naked eye.

The back of his right hand was bruised and bloodstained, and the air pressure in his whole body was obviously low. His face, which was already lacking in pigment, was now pale and pale, and the red eye sockets were especially striking.

Xiaoyuan groaned, and Gululu slid over, helpless and worried, "What's the matter with you? Did you fall down?"

Ye Zhan pursed her lips and said to Xiaoyuan, "Bring me some disinfectant and gauze cotton balls."

"Ah, good, good."

Madoka hurriedly went to the place where the medicine box was placed.

Ye Zhan was still holding on to Xie Jin's left hand tightly with one hand, and when she reached the sofa in the living room, she was about to let go of him and let him sit on the sofa, but Xie Jin, who was startled by her intention to pull her hand, grabbed it firmly with her backhand. Don't let her pull away.

Like a frightened big cat who is afraid that she will run away in the next second, he must hold his most beloved baby in his hands to feel at ease.

Madoka had already slid over holding the medicine box.

"Zhanzhan, here comes the medicine."

It took out all the things it needed and put them on the sofa one by one. It obviously saw Ye Zhan's hand tightly held by Xie Jin, so it said empathetically, "I have learned first aid and nursing. Shall I help Mr. Elvis deal with it?"

"No, I'll do it for you. Madoka, you are in charge of going to the bathroom to fill up the water."

Xiaoyuan blinked her eyes, said "Okay", and left obediently.

Ye Zhan bent down and said softly, "Brother Phil, let's sit on the sofa."

Xie Jin looked up at her, hummed for a while, got up and sat on the sofa with her.

"Let go, let me treat your wound for you, okay?"

Xie Jin didn't say anything this time, the corner of Laping's mouth felt stubborn and indifferent, but Ye Zhan knew it wasn't like that.

He was just afraid, and also fell into a kind of anxiety that she couldn't guess the exact reason for the time being.

Maybe it's not hard to guess, his anxiety and fear are mostly due to his loss of control hurting her, and his terrified eyes before stimulated him.

Ye Zhan was also very upset.

Rather than saying that she was afraid of him at that time, it is better to say that it is an instinctive physiological reaction when a person really feels threatened.

What's more, what she panicked at that time was not only the feeling of danger, but also the deep worry about Xie Jin's abnormal loss of control.

But these things obviously don't make sense to Xie Jin at this time.

She also didn't want to analyze the truth with Xie Jin when he was so fragile.

Yes, at this time, Xie Jin was full of depression and coldness, and his expressionless appearance made him even more lonely and indifferent. He hadn't completely calmed down yet, suppressing his restless mental strength. The fluctuations made him look like he was in a dormant state, exuding an invisible aggressiveness like a beast that would explode at any time.

Anyone who sees it will probably feel scared.

But Ye Zhan could feel his fragility.

She had a sore nose and a little distress.

Sighing, Ye Zhan turned her body sideways, put her left hand around Xie Jin's shoulder, trying to comfort him by holding him in her arms with her thin body.

Her cheek was next to the side of his neck, and when she felt his coldness, she pressed it closer, and said softly, "Brother Phil, the wound is oozing blood like this, I feel a little scared when I look at it."

She felt the tension in Xie Jin's body.

"Hey, don't be afraid."

Still hoarse voice, try to speak as softly as possible.

She knew that Xie Jin lowered her head, knew that a kiss fell on her head, and then her right hand was released.

Before she reached out to get the disinfectant by her side, she felt a scoop on her waist, and the next moment she sat in Xie Jin's arms.

"do not look."

A big hand pressed her head into the crescent of her neck.

Ye Zhan was startled, obeyed him, and didn't try to raise his face or turn his head to look.

Only then did Xie Jin reach out to grab the disinfectant on Ye Zhan's side, and after opening the lid, he leaned forward slightly, and without batting an eye, thrust the mouth of the bottle against the back of his bruised right hand.

The technique was too rough, a large amount of liquid medicine rushed to the wound, and the blood, soil, and tiny pebbles stuck into the breach were all washed away in one go.

Ye Zhan knew what he was doing when he heard the movement, and thought how painful it was, so he couldn't help moving.

Patted on the back, Xie Jin said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Seeing that it was washed clean, Xie Jin casually put the bottle by his feet, directly ignoring the ointment that Xiao Yuan prepared aside, just took the gauze, and wrapped up his right hand three or two times.

After finishing all this, his tense body seemed to relax, but he hugged Ye Zhan with both hands, lowered his head and put his chin against her head, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, baby."

Ye Zhan only felt that his nose was more sour.

He shouldn't have said he was scared just now to let him deal with the wound quickly. He was so panicked because of his 'fear' when he was outside in the garden.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just afraid of your pain." She hugged Xie Jin and said in a muffled voice.

"I don't hurt."

Ye Zhan ignored it, and continued to say what she wanted to say, "I was not afraid of you before, I was not afraid of you, I was afraid that you would not be able to wake up, and that your spiritual realm would be damaged again."

It doesn't matter whether Xie Jin listened or not, in fact, she had said similar words many times in the garden before, but Xie Jin's condition has not been very good, and she didn't mind continuing to talk until he listened and believed it.

"How can I be afraid of you, I know you will never hurt me."

Because he buried his face, Ye Zhan couldn't see how stiff Xie Jin's expression was.

No, I have hurt you.

Even just now, his movement of picking her up and hugging her into his arms was light enough, but he could still feel the slight shivering reaction under his arms when he touched her waist.

Of course he knew that it was not because of fear, but because of pain.

Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he knew that there must have been terrible fingerprints and bloody scars on the skin under the clothes.

"The bump just now was just a bump due to some unexpected circumstances, it's not considered an injury." As if knowing what he was thinking, Ye Zhan said again.

"Baby, next time... If I go crazy again next time, run away and stay away from me. Don't be so stupid like today."

Ye Zhan's heart trembled, and he straightened up abruptly, looking straight into Xie Jin's eyes.

"Do not."

She said word for word.

"I won't run."

There was a trace of pain hidden in Xie Jin's red eyes, "I feel that I will lose control more and more time after time until I can no longer wake up. I would rather you stay away from me."

"Do not."

"I said that I will cure you. If it can't be cured, I will try my best to stop you from going crazy. If I can't stop it, then I will wake you up like today."

(End of this chapter)