my host does things all day

Chapter 399 I am sick, do you have medicine 19
but it does not matter.

Whether it's Wan Wan who is mentally normal, or Wan Wan who turns into a desk lamp, he likes it all.

Feng Bo went out the door.

Xi Ying has now become a normal person, so she can formally visit this room freely.

And the doctors who had been watching them from behind the surveillance cameras had no time to pay attention to what she was doing.

They went aggressively to find the bald man.

hum!

They dared to let their little angel Wan Wan suffer such serious injuries, with scratches all over their palms, they must fight back!
When Xi Ying came out of the bathroom, she saw another person in the room.

He was holding the seal of a medicine box in his hand.

"Eh? You're back?" Xi Ying was a little surprised.

She thought that Feng Bo went to fight with the bald man.

"Your hands need to be dealt with." Feng Bo's eyes moved down, resting on Xi Ying's blood-stained palm.

It was fine if Feng Bo didn't say anything, but when he said it, Xi Ying felt a dull pain in her palm.

So sometimes people are really a bit of a cheap creature.

When I was alone, no matter what kind of injury I suffered, it seemed that I would be able to get over it if I gritted my teeth and endured it.

Once someone comes to care about you and asks you if you are in pain or uncomfortable, all the sorrows will pour down immediately, and you will cry to the person who cares about you.

Xi Ying came over, and Feng Bo asked her to sit on the bed.

Opening the medicine box, finding cotton swabs and alcohol, Feng Bo raised his eyes to look at Xi Ying, and said nervously, "It may hurt a little later, bear with it a little."

"En." Xi Ying opened her big watery eyes, and bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth.

This pitiful little appearance gave Feng Bo the urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her.

calm down……

Feng Bo's eyes were no longer entangled in Xi Ying's face, but shifted to the wound on her palm.

The fine bloodstains and palm prints intertwined, making Feng Bo feel painful just looking at them.

He carefully disinfected Xi Ying with a cotton swab soaked in alcohol.

"Hey, it hurts..."

As soon as she touched the blood-stained wound, Xi Ying wished she could curl up into a ball and let out a heart-breaking cry of pain.

Feng Bo's movements stopped there, he didn't know what to do!
He comforted Xi Ying with clumsy words, his black eyes full of pity, "Wanwan, your wound must be disinfected, if you don't disinfect it, it's easy to get infected, so Wanwan will get sick.

Wanwan, you don't want to get sick, do you? "

"Wanwan doesn't want to get sick. If you get sick, you'll be poked with a needle, and you'll have to hang up with water. That's too painful." Xi Ying stared at Feng Bo with tears in her eyes.

Looking at the pitiful little person in front of him, Feng Bo felt that his heart was about to be melted by her.

How could there be such a naturally cute person in the world?
Every look, every expression, and every movement of her is so natural, but with an indescribably cute feeling.

So pure, so innocent, so clean!

Not only in this mental hospital, but also in the materialistic world outside at night, there is also a clear stream that cannot be copied.

Feng Bo felt that he really liked this little guy more and more.

He already had an idea in his mind.

He lowered his eyes, and decided not to look at Xi Ying until he finished treating her wound, and tried not to listen to her cries of pain.

The cotton swab dipped in alcohol wiped the wound quickly and steadily, and Xi Ying was like a small animal, whimpering softly and shortly from her throat.

(End of this chapter)