Shao Yunheng was so anxious that he circled around Lin Chaoyang, constantly talking about applying medicine.
His consciousness has not fully recovered, so sometimes he forgets things easily, but once he remembers them, he becomes particularly eager.
Shao Yunheng muttered about applying the medicine for a long time.
Shao Bei stared at Shao Yunheng with an expression of surprise: "Master Shao knows how to apply medicine!"
Then, he walked to Shao Yunheng and whispered: "Master Shao, Sister Xiaofan is injured, can we apply medicine to her?"
Shao Yunheng followed Shao Bei's line of sight and saw Lin Xiaofan, who was hunched over, holding his stomach and crying out in pain.
Suddenly, he was spinning around anxiously, as if he could sense the other person's pain.
Lin Xiaofan was extremely surprised: "Yunheng, are you worried about me?"
Who is this woman? Shao Yunheng disliked her a little. He turned his eyes directly and continued to look at Lin Chaoyang, with a face full of anxiety: "Chaoyang, it hurts, take medicine, apply medicine."
Lin Chaoyang understood.
He saw Lin Xiaofan in pain, so he thought of her, worried that she would also be in pain, and asked her to apply medicine.
Lin Chaoyang was so heartbroken that his eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Aheng, I don't feel any pain, it's okay."
Shao Yunheng didn't believe it: "Really?"
Lin Chaoyang didn't want to lie to him, so he nodded gently: "It's just a little bit, it doesn't hurt very much, and it will be fine soon."
Shao Yunheng looked at Lin Chaoyang and then at Lin Xiaofan, his eyebrows knitted together, obviously he didn't understand.
Why did Chaoyang say it didn't hurt, but the woman kept complaining that it hurt?
After thinking for a while, he walked up to Lin Xiaofan, lowered his head, and asked her seriously: "Does it hurt?"
Although the man was unconscious, his eyes were clear and his temperament was elegant. Lin Xiaofan felt dizzy and nodded subconsciously: "It hurts."
As she said that, she wanted to lift up her clothes again: "Yunheng, do you want to take a look?"
Shao Yunheng was not in the mood to care about her. After waiting for a positive answer, he walked directly to Lin Chaoyang with worried eyes: "It hurts, it will hurt, Chaoyang hurts."
Lin Chaoyang blinked his eyes, feeling sour and soft in his heart. He was so moved: "Okay, Ah Heng, can you help me apply the medicine?"
"Okay." Shao Yunheng nodded.
Lin Xiaofan and Shao Bei never expected such a result, and they were both stunned.
After a long time, Shao Bei finally spoke: "Shao, Master Shao, what should I do with Sister Xiaofan?"
Shao Yunheng raised his eyes. He knew that Master Shao was calling him, but he didn't understand why he was asked what to do with Sister Xiaofan?
However, he could feel Shao Bei's kindness and thought that this stupid idiot was not very smart, so just help him.
After thinking for a while, Shao Yunheng thought of a good idea: "Death! Let her die!"
Shao Bei:???
Lin Xiaofan:......
It was so suffocating. Shao Bei was completely confused. This differential treatment was too obvious. Why was Lin Chaoyang injured and Master Shao was worried and anxious?
And if Sister Xiaofan is injured, Master Shao will let her die?
Shao Bei felt it was unfair.
He frowned and asked Shao Yunheng unhappily: "Master Shao, how could you do this? Why are you so nice to Lin Chaoyang but so bad to Sister Xiaofan?"
Shao Yunheng was even more confused than him.
Although he has forgotten many things and cannot understand or understand them, Shao Yunheng is naturally smart and his brain can move quickly.
Little by little, he slowly explained to Shao Bei: "Chaoyang, help me, I was injured..."
"She -" Shao Yunheng pointed at Lin Xiaofan and said: "She wanted someone to beat her. I beat her to help her. She wanted to die."
Shao Yunheng's logic was very clear. Lin Chaoyang was hurt because she was trying to help him because she was afraid that he would hurt her. But Lin Xiaofan did it on purpose. She deliberately let herself get hurt.
Shao Yunheng's thinking was very straightforward. Since Lin Xiaofan did it on purpose, he must have wanted to die.