My iceberg smiled

Chapter 134 Countless Secrets
Han Mochen's indifferent face became more and more serious.

Who would tattoo a child like that?Dean Qi?

It's impossible!

The child's skin is immature and fragile, and it is not good for the child to use it. Dean Qi cares so much about this little guy, so how could he do anything to hurt her.

Looking at the situation behind the little guy, this dye... I'm afraid it was put on a long time ago.

When Han Mochen was thinking, Fang Ci continued: "After a preliminary observation, the plum blossom on the back of the little guy will not affect her body. I have never seen this method of dyeing the dye into the skin. .”

"..."

"This craftsmanship looks very exquisite. Children's blood vessels are very thin, and it is difficult to see the direction. This flower can grow along with the trend. This kind of craftsmanship... should have been lost long ago."

Han Mochen reminded: "I didn't ask you to come here to express your admiration."

It means: You f*ck, heal me quickly, don't beep!

Fang Ci didn't care much about Han Mo Chen's verbal attacks, while marveling at the cinnabar plum on the little guy's back, he treated the wound on her back.

How nice to be both.

Han Mochen recalled in his heart that when he rescued the little guy from the snow, he didn't pay much attention to the milk doll at all, and the little thing was wrapped in swaddling clothes, so naturally he didn't know what traces there were on her back.

This trace must have existed before they rescued her, and it shouldn't have grown out of thin air the day after tomorrow.

Now this pattern is more and more obvious, Han Mochen can't believe that Dean Qi hasn't noticed anything since he got along with this little thing for several years.

Han Mochen became more and more unable to understand what Dean Qi was doing.

It also concealed the gender of the little guy, and never mentioned the plum blossom pattern on the back of the little guy.

In the eyes of others, Dean Qi may have been unintentional, but in Han Mochen's view, Dean Qi's behavior was very deliberate.

All of this is related to this little guy.

Han Mochen narrowed his dark and deep eyes slightly and looked at the sleepy person on the bed, his curiosity towards her grew stronger in his heart.

This little guy has countless secrets...

……

After Fang Ci cleaned up all the wounds on Han Qianxiao's body, he took out the Qi-enhancing ginseng tablet that Han Qianxiao had in his mouth before, and stuffed another white tablet into the other's mouth.

Feed some warm water, lift the opponent's chin, and let him swallow.

"Okay, I've had the injections, the wounds have been bandaged, and anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicines have been taken, over!"

After Fang Ci finished all this, he got up and packed his huge medical bag, and said to Han Mochen frankly.

Han Mochen looked at the milk doll lying on the bed with a complicated expression. The delicate and pale face was no longer dirty and had been cleaned. Can't wait to take it off.

The little guy's body was covered with gauze bandages and the like, like a doll with countless patches, which was very discordant.

If it weren't for the slightly rising and falling chest of this little guy to prove that she was still alive, Han Mochen would even have thought she was dead.

Thinking of the way she hugged his leg tightly at the door and looked at him eagerly and firmly, Han Mochen's heart trembled.

The mist flowed, with a hint of distress and sadness that he himself didn't realize.

Suddenly, a big hand patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Although he won't wake up for a while, but his life is no longer in danger, so don't put on a dead face and relax."

(End of this chapter)