Mom Jiang Huanqing must prepare midnight snacks for her father Yun Congjun every day.

Either it is chicken soup, rib soup, or small wontons. No matter when Yun Congjun comes home, as long as he wants to eat it, he can always eat a bite of it.

Unfortunately, his mother Jiang Huanqing was considerate day after day, but she was never taken seriously by Yun Congjun. What Yun Congjun thought about was his white moonlight Xiao Qiuci.

Yunhua put out the chicken soup without any guilt. A casserole of soup could just fill a large bowl.

When I brought the soup, Bo Siqing was changing the medicine.

A strong smell of blood filled the attic, and the bloody bandage made Yunhua feel dizzy.

Bo Siqing looked up at her and accelerated his movements in his hands.

He poured alcohol directly on the wound without frowning, then sprinkled anti-inflammatory drugs and sprayed Yunnan Baiyao... and then quickly covered the wound with a few layers of gauze, and then used tape to fix the gauze on the skin. The movement was really simple and rough!

Yunhua felt pain when she looked at it.

The moment the alcohol is poured on the wound, even a very small wound is enough to make the heart thrust.

But Bo Siqing seemed to have no pain!

No, it’s not that he doesn’t feel pain, he’s just… used to being patient.

Yun Hua once again had a new understanding of Bo Siqing. A prince with such a family background was not for the sake of good resumes, but rushed to the front line with real swords and guns, and was even completely used to such injuries...

Yunhua asked herself that she couldn't do it!

This is like an ordinary person who looks at the hero Dong Cunrui, only admires him!

"Girl, do you know me?" Bo Siqing quickly bandaged the wound, took the chicken soup and started eating it, and looked at her meaningfully.

Yunhua was shocked.

Her attitude changed too quickly. She was so cautious about Bo Siqing, but suddenly she brought the person to her house. This is indeed suspicious!

"Where have you seen me?" Bo Siqing took a sip of the soup and asked casually.

Yunhua shook her head with a tense face: "I haven't seen it before, I don't know it."

"Swish." Bo Siqing laughed, obviously not believing it.

The sweat behind Yunhua is about to come down.

She...she has no way to explain. Should she tell Bo Siqing that she knew him from the obituary of the News Network?

"Does it look good?" Bo Siqing suddenly spoke.

Yun Hua was stunned, "What?"

"You've been staring at me... Girl, I want to sell my body with a bowl of chicken soup. It's so whimsical!" Bo Siqing said lazily.

Yunhua's face turned red in anger and she glared at him: "Who wants you to sell yourself! You eat yourself, I'm leaving! Also, don't run around, my mother discovered it, be careful to treat you as a thief and send it to the police station!"

After saying that, Yun Hua... ran away in panic.

Bo Siqing smiled slightly along the way of his lips.

After a while, he pressed the communication device on his wrist disguised as a watch: "I'm fine, I don't have to come here for the time being, so they think I'm dead and use a long line to catch big fish!"

...

Perhaps because of Bo Siqing, Yun Hua dreamed of what happened before his rebirth this night.

She slept very uneasy and woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

Yun Huanben wanted to go out directly, but after thinking about it, she went to the kitchen and took some bread, milk, ham sausage, and a large bottle of mineral water to the attic.

She walked to the door gently, and Bo Siqing, who seemed to be sleeping in the attic, suddenly opened her eyes, but soon closed again and pretended to be asleep.

Yunhua carefully pushed open the attic door and brought things in.
Chapter completed!