"I'm leaving, your father is still sleeping. Take care of him, I, don't worry."

Huo Linfeng also thought about her. When he knew that Tang Yaoyao had a sweetheart and started to start one step late, he knew his position.

She shouldn't be allowed to focus too much on him.

It cannot cause her to have any undeserved troubles.

Tang Yaoyao said: "Then you should treat the wound well, it would be bad if you leave a scar."

She felt that he was so delicate and perfect, and a little scar was a waste of resources.

"It's not normal for men to leave scars." Huo Linfeng said: "You're fussing."

Even though he said so, Tang Yaoyao still felt sorry for him.

I don't know what happened during this period.

Why did I hurt my hand very much?

It was like a thin thread tightly tying her heart, and it was inexplicably a little suffocating.

Huo Linfeng stroked Tang Yaoyao's hair to relax her. She was too nervous for her father: "I'm leaving."

Leaving the ward.

Tang Yujiao, who had been silently watching behind her back.

There may be a latecomer between them, and they are not even qualified to connect with Huo Linfeng, but when they see him injured, a string tightened.

After Huo Linfeng came out, Tang Yujiao was carrying a bag in her hand, with some anti-inflammatory drugs inside.

She seemed to be running back and forth in a hurry, and a trace of sweat appeared on her calm and calm face.

At the corner, she stopped Huo Linfeng and asked: "Does it hurt?"

Huo Linfeng looked at Tang Yujiao with a faint expression and didn't care about the injured wound: "Miss Tang, I'm thinking too much, it's just a minor injury."

Tang Yujiao looked at his wrist and pursed her lower lip: "You can only coax Yao'er these words. You like her so much, of course you don't want her to worry, but if you really care about someone, even if he purses his lips,

I will understand."

There was something in the words, how could Huo Linfeng not understand? He continued to walk forward: "Grape has people he cared about. You don't have to worry too much about such small things. If you have time, do you still worry about the one in the ward."

As soon as this said, Tang Yujiao cursed a smile on her lips: "How do you know I'm not worried about my dad?"

Huo Linfeng frowned and said nothing.

Tang Yujiao said again: "Do you think that only Yao'er is the one who cares about my father the most? But how do you know that I am not less than her at all? You only see how hard Yao'er works, and she is the only one in her eyes.

I was obviously on the side, and there was also me wherever she was."

Tang Yujiao was a little anxious when she said these words, and she didn't know what kind of force it made her unable to wait to say it.

After saying that, I regretted it again.

She was talking nonsense, and she had no need to explain.

Huo Linfeng said: "This is not something I should care about."

Tang Yujiao didn't want him to notice it, and did not talk about the topic just now, but handed the anti-inflammatory medicine in her hand to Huo Linfeng: "These I just bought will be good for your wounds."

Huo Linfeng did not look at it and refused directly: "No need, I have medicine there."

No mercy at all.

People's hearts may be made of iron, and only when they meet inappropriate people, they are as hard as stones.

She was self-indulgent, but she didn't feel embarrassed: "How did you hurt your wound?"

"It has nothing to do with you."
Chapter completed!