"Your left hand is so badly injured, you don't get good treatment, and you keep lifting heavy objects."

"The wound split open several times, and after excessive blood loss, it was not even cleaned, and then it was infected with high fever. I really didn't know whether to live or die!"

"You don't know how to cherish yourself at all! You don't know how many tears Little Cherry shed just now for you."

"Jiu'er."

Little Cherry picked up the towel and turned around, "I, I didn't."

For those who said no, the corners of their eyes were still wet and their voices were hoarse.

"Take off his clothes and I'm going to give him acupuncture to cool him down."

Feng Jiuer put the spread needle bag aside and glanced at Little Cherry.

Little Cherry turned around, met Feng Jiuer's gaze and nodded.

Putting the towel in her hand on Xing Zizhou's head, she didn't look at him, her eyes fell on his chest.

Stretching out her eyes, Little Cherry gently untied Xing Zizhou's clothes.

When she opened Xing Zizhou's robe, her fingers accidentally scratched his chest, and Little Cherry couldn't help sobbing again.

It's too hot! She has never been so hot since she was a child.
Chapter completed!