Jiang Lan supported the ground with both hands and was forced to look up and meet the man's sight. A sharp pain came from the wound on his wrist, and blood kept oozing out of the gauze.

Jiang Lan's hands were trembling in pain.

"Did you remember?" He squatted in front of Jiang Lan and looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Lan's breath was rapid, and her eyes were flashing. I don't know if it was pain or fear, tears were rolling in her eyes.

She stared at the man for a few seconds, her wrist could not support her and her body became soft, but she was picked up by him holding her hair.

Jiang Lan felt that his whole scalp was about to fall off.

Her face showed a look of pain and looked at the man blankly and aggrievedly.

Pei Qingsheng stared at her watery eyes, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly let go of her hair, Jiang Lan fell off guard.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to support the ground. The moment the palms collided with the ground, the pain of his wrists instantly spread throughout his limbs and his eyes turned black.

She covered her wrists and curled up on the ground.

Pei Qingsheng looked at the thin and pitiful figure on the ground and couldn't help but sigh. He forgot it thoroughly, even forgot what he could speak.

Jiang Lan curled up with her back to him, and she could only see her shaking shoulders.

His fingers fell on Jiang Lan's shoulders, and her figure was obviously frozen and trembled even harder.

Pei Qingsheng seemed to have not noticed it, grabbed her shoulder and raised her up, then hugged her to the sofa.

Jiang Lan touched the sofa and curled up.

Pei Qingsheng ignored her, turned around and searched around the house, and easily found the medicine box.

He came over with the medicine box, squatted in front of her, stretched out his palm towards Jiang Lan, "Hand."

Jiang Lan stared at him with a flash of eyes. She tried hard to shrink herself into a ball, like a puppy, thinking that the tighter the tighter the safer it was, and her face was filled with helplessness.

"What? Do you want to be beaten again?"

Jiang Lan was shocked when she heard this. She bit her lip and surrendered, slowly putting her injured hand in the man's palm.

The gauze that Dr. Hu had bandaged was dyed red again. When it was removed, it had a strong bloody smell mixed with the smell of medicine.

Pei Qingsheng threw away the bloody gauze, took out a cotton swab to wipe the blood on her wound, found the hemostatic medicine and poured it on, and then wrapped it with a bandage.

He moved very lightly, just like he treated his beloved person. If he hadn't pulled Jiang Lan off the sofa just now, Jiang Lan would have thought that something invisible happened to him and him.

During the process of applying the medicine, Jiang Lan's body was tense.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the man in front of her. His facial features were indeed impeccable, and he had a look of no offensiveness. Those who looked at him at first would definitely think that he was a gentle and gentle person.

But even so, Jiang Lan had a deep fear of him, not just because he hit her just now.

But from the moment he came in, Jiang Lan couldn't help but feel fear of him in his heart, as if it was the fear engraved in his bones and deep in his soul.

After Pei Qingsheng bandaged it, he pinched her hand and admired it. I don’t know whether he was admiring her beautiful hand or the wound he bandaged himself.

He looked up at Jiang Lan and chuckled, "You have this disease now. Do you need someone to take care of?"

Jiang Lan's heart was sank, and these words made her feel like something big was wrong.

Sure enough, he heard him say to himself: "Then how about I come to visit you every day?"

"Please, I can remind you of it."
Chapter completed!