[69 Book Bar - www.] Yan Huan wanted to find out what happened? But she didn’t meet Xiao Yongguang and his wife when she went back, but what would happen even if she did? Their mother was in their hands
Here, he was so weak that he had no strength to resist. Yan Huan felt more depressed than ever before!
Thinking of the humiliation she suffered in that room and the blood they took from her body, her body was still shaking.
She thought about her mother. If her blood type was very precious, it might be true, as they said, that they had been using her mother's blood for so many years.
Thinking of this, she shuddered!
She was just like this, thinking wildly, always thinking of a solution. She wanted to rescue her mother and get rid of their control. What should she do?
Does Xiao Moshu know that their parents are like this? Or, he actually knows.
She became frightened, and for the first time she hated her own weakness.
"Yan Huan..." Xiao Moshu came back at some point, knocked on the door and came in, and saw her lying on the bed.
She sat up suddenly and looked at him with wide eyes.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Moshu saw the gauze on her foot and his eyes darkened, "Are you injured?"
His performance was very real, as if she had accidentally injured her foot, without a trace of falsehood.
"It's just a small injury, nothing." It was indeed nothing. Compared with the humiliation she suffered there today, this flesh injury was nothing to mention.
"Let me see the wound." Xiao Moshu said, lifting her foot to see the result of the injury.
"No." Yan Huan quickly pulled back her feet, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
"You sleep on your own." Xiao Moshu firmly wanted to see her leg injury, held her leg and took off the gauze on her foot.
His movements were still gentle, and he untied it bit by bit, and finally saw the wound. There was a seven-eight-centimeter wound on the lower edge of the sole of the foot. The wound had not yet scarred, and the blood was congealed at the wound. He was horrified to see it.
"How did you get hurt?" Xiao Moshu's eyes flashed with flames. No one told him that Yan Huan was also injured.
"It's nothing, I accidentally stepped on the glass." Yan Huan was lying on the bed, looking sideways at him. Perhaps because she saw the distressed look in his eyes, her heart moved and her heart felt slightly warm.
Xiao Moshu looked at her slowly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and after a while he said: "I'll give you medicine."
Yan Huan did not resist this time. When she saw him coming over with the medical kit and busy with his hands, she couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Moshu..."
"..." He concentrated on treating the wound.
"Do you know where my mother is?"
Hearing this question, he raised his head and looked at her: "Isn't your mother in Binhai?"
"I don't know." Her voice suddenly became confused and helpless, "I just miss my mother!"
Xiao Moshu paused for a moment and took a deep look at her: "After you finish the college entrance examination and return to Binhai, you can see her."
Yan Huan buried her face in the pillow, her expression was blank, her eyes were empty, and she didn't speak.
He gave her good medicine, re-bandaged the wound and said, "I'll give you leave tomorrow. You can rest at home for two days. I'll ask a teacher to come back and give you extra lessons."
She still didn't speak, but it was very uncomfortable to see Xiao Moshu with this expression. The Yan Huan he knew was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, with a sense of energy and foolishness, but now she was like a doll with its soul sucked out, completely lifeless.