What really made Su Qiao have murderous intent was that under those vertical and horizontal red marks, there were several reddish-brown scars, which were obviously left in the past.
Judging from the color and recovery of the scar, the injury was serious and definitely not caused by an ordinary whip.
What a nasty woman.
"Let me go..."
Being pinned to the ground by a girl and unable to move, Jiang Yihan was ashamed and annoyed and struggled hard.
Su Qiao reached out and pressed his slender shoulder and took out the ointment:
"Don't move. If you don't apply medicine, be careful of inflammation. Once inflammation occurs, it may cause fever and suppuration, which will make it even more troublesome."
After struggling for a while, he couldn't break free. Jiang Yihan lowered his head and hugged his legs in humiliation.
As if thinking about it while facing the wall, he pressed his head against the cold wall and stopped moving.
Su Qiao released the hand on his shoulder and concentrated on applying medicine for him.
It was probably because the ointment had irritated the injured area, and his fair and slender back trembled.
Su Qiao's eyes flashed with distress, and he softly spoke in a rare voice, "Does it hurt?"
"I'll be gentle. It'll be fine soon. Just hold on."
'Huhu'
He leaned down and blew gently.
"It doesn't hurt anymore to breathe. When I was a kid, I was injured in a fall. This is how my mother helped me breathe."
The slightly warm breathing made the boy who lowered his head and remained silent instantly froze.
There were faint ripples in the black eyes like dead water.
What a... inexplicable girl.
Whether it was from the rumors he heard occasionally or from the two previous meetings, he knew that this girl was domineering and had her own way of doing things.
But he didn't know that she actually... had such a gentle side.
And still when facing myself.
oh.
Forgot.
In addition to these, she has another characteristic.
That's thick skin.
No matter how much she refused or resisted, she would still come forward shamelessly.
I even chased him home today.
"Okay, don't take a shower for the next two days, lest you get soaked in water."
After taking the medicine, Su Qiao swept everything into his backpack, "You haven't eaten yet? Wait for me."
Ten minutes later, Su Qiao returned to the Jiang Family carrying several large bags of things.
Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Yihan, who was nestled in the corner, raised his head reflexively.
For the first time, there was another look in those empty black eyes.
It's like hope, like after long-awaited, finally getting what you want, with a touch of joy.
Especially when that slender figure appeared at the door with his back to the light, he couldn't help but stand up.
"Are you anxious?"
Su Qiao walked in with a smile, first placed a small folding table on the ground, and then placed the purchased items on it one by one:
"Come on, I bought meat porridge, chocolate cake and some potato chips."
After saying that, she stepped forward, pulled him to the table and sat down, and put a piece of mousse cake into his hand. "Here, this cake is sweet and delicious."
Su Qiao remembers a dimension where he especially loves sweets.
Later, when I asked him why he liked it, he replied that it was because life was too hard.
Little Angel in this plane has lived under the suppression of his mother since he was a child, so he should also feel bitter, right?
Eat something sweet, it won't be so bitter.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao is just wishful thinking. Her Little Angel obviously hates sweet things.
He put the cake directly back on the table and resisted in a low voice. "No."
"Don't like it?"
Su Qiao put the porridge bowl on the table in front of him. "Then let's drink porridge."
"I asked the shop owner to put sliced meat and preserved eggs in this porridge. It tastes very good."
A tin of preserved eggs.
Jiang Yihan's light eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly.