The lady is not allowed to run away

Chapter 107 Has she become a disaster again? 4
People who live with hatred on their backs will always live a particularly hard life.

It's like Fan Momo hated her parents when she was a child... After living with hatred for so long, thinking about it this way, she feels a sense of relief when she time travels now.

At least, she is no longer in the same time and space as her original parents, and there is no need to hate her.

"Ahem..." Bloodthirsty suddenly coughed softly, then strode into the yard and headed towards his own house.

Seeing this, Fan Momo raised his heel and stepped up.

He just took a slap for her, and he didn't know how the injury was.

As soon as he entered the room, Bloodlust felt someone following behind him. He turned around and looked at Fan Momo: "What are you doing here?"

"Your injury... are you okay?" Fan Momo stopped at the door, probably frightened by his eyes, and didn't dare to go in.

His house is very simple... simple... there are no other words to describe it but simple.

"It's okay! It's just a small injury." He said.

Injuries, for him, have long been used to it.

Ever since he was a child, he has lost count of how many scars he has on his body, good or bad, he can't count them, and he can't remember them either.

"Can I go in?" Fan Momo didn't quite believe his words. When the man slapped her just now, he was planning to kill her. How could he be fine if he slapped like that.

Bloodlust froze, and wanted to refuse, but finally nodded.

With permission, Fan Momo walked in and stopped beside the only piece of furniture in the house, the table.

Bloodlust sat directly at the table without looking up at her, but took out a bottle from under his shirt, opened it, took out a pill and swallowed it.

When he took out the bottle, another bottle was accidentally exposed at the hem of his clothes.

On that bottle, there is a small label...

Very familiar.

"What is this?" Fan Momo had sharp eyes, and reached for the bottle when he saw it.

Bloodthirsty froze for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to grab her.

When the big callused hand held her wrist, Fan Momo could feel that the bloodthirsty expression became a little strange.

Fan Momo pursed his lips and looked at the bottle on his skirt. When he was lost in thought, he took the bottle from his skirt with his other hand!
As soon as the bottle was in hand, Fan Momo saw the three familiar words written on the label on the bottle.

Is it the bottle of gold sore medicine?

"So this is with you?" Fan Momo asked in surprise, looking at the bottle.

That day, when he was injured, she rummaged through the cabinet to find medicine for him... Afterwards, no wonder she couldn't find the bottle of golden sore medicine, because he took it away.

"Ahem..." Bloodthirsty coughed a few times, and turned his face to the side with an extremely uncomfortable expression.

Fan Momo pursed her lips and reached out to open the lid, only to find that the golden sore medicine was still very full. It seemed that it hadn't been touched at all except for the little bit she gave him that day.

"You have this, why don't you give it to me today?" Fan Momo looked at the bottle in his hand and asked in confusion.

He obviously has medicine on him, so why does he have to go back to his room to get medicine for her?
Is this bottle of medicine bad?
It shouldn't be, Zhu'er said, these medicines are all high-quality medicines, which were in the prime minister's mansion before.

"Forgot." He opened his lips and said.

At this time, the bloodthirsty face was slightly red, but because his skin was not white, it was not easy to be noticed.

(End of this chapter)