Xia Yan frowned all her brows, carefully holding medical pliers and sanitized alcohol, and gently wiped Park Tae-yan's wounds.

"Bones are fine."

"I know." Park Tae-young responded, with no expression on his face, just looking at the wound on his feet.

"Are you sure you don't have to go to the hospital?"

"No, just sew it for me."

"You still want to play?" Xia Yan raised her head and looked at Park Tae-yeon.

"No bones were hurt."

"Ha?" Xia Yeon glared at Park Tae-yeon.

"Just hold on tomorrow. In the next few days, the wound will heal, and I will pay attention."

"Ha." Xia Yan continued to smile and not smile. She threw the blood-stained cotton aside, then continued to change one piece, lowered her head and continued to deal with Park Tae-yeon's wound.

"Do you want to be more rude and burn the wound directly?"

"sure!"

"Forget it, I don't want to be complained by Yoona and Ou Ni in the future. Then I will say that I will distort their husbands."

Park Tae-yeon just glanced at the little guy indifferently, then continued to look down at the wound without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Kim Xiayan also fell silent. She was talking on the phone with Xiao Shuijing at home just now, but she received a call from Oh Ni Jiang and asked her to find a way to bring the medical box over and not let the team members know.

She was worried about something, so she rushed over immediately, but fortunately, not too far away from both sides.

After coming here, she didn't ask why, but when she saw this scene, she immediately knew what happened, and it was the scene she was most worried about.

Self-harm, suicide!

This was what she thought about, Ni Jiang was not sick or ill, how could something happen in a few months? Originally, she didn't think the other party would be so crazy, but the scene in front of her made her feel a little unconfident.

This time I tried to smash my feet with a glass ashtray. What about next time? I pursed my lips tightly, cleaned my wounds, then looked at it, and chose an inabsorbable suture. Anyway, after I kicked the number tomorrow, I will have to remove the stitches, and then I will change to an absorbable one.

"I'm starting."

"Yeah, hiss!" Park Tae-yeon was speechless as soon as he finished speaking to the little guy. What he thought about was actually similar to what the little guy thought.

"From the future, you will always live in the same room, or you are not by my side, so hold on and don't sleep?"

“…”

"That's not possible. Every time you sleep, you tie yourself up? Put that ball on your mouth to prevent your tongue from biting?" Your hands quickly sewed the wounds, and even pranked a bow at the closing place with medical pliers.

“…”

Xia Yeon glared at Park Tae-yeon, then leaned her head down toward him.

"Ah, crazy?"

Seeing the little guy going to bite the thread with his mouth, Park Tae-yeon finally responded, pushed her little head away, and then took the scissors himself to cut off the thread.

Then I didn't want the little guy to deal with it, so I took the bandage and started to tie it up.

Xia Yan got up and sorted out the things she expected, then walked to the side and searched, then walked over with a few pairs of ankle protection.

"Haha, they seem to know you're going to be hurt."

Park Tae-yeon looked at the little guy. These sets of things were received in a few days. After playing in Belgium, they were sent by Taeyeon, Yoona and Sika. I don’t know if the three of them agreed. It was probably because they were stepped on by the Belgian player that day and each of them sent a set.

Xia Yeon finally handed the red pair of Oni to Park Tae-yeon, and then sat on the ground and looked at him with her hands holding her knees.

"Nothing, like you said, it's not a big problem."

Park Tae-yeon looked at the little guy looking at his pitiful appearance, suddenly felt very palpitations and comforted him softly.

"I'm not worried. Anyway, I'm going to stay by your side all my life. I'll just let Xiao Shuijing marry me? If she dares to have an objection, I won't want her."

Park Tae-yeon looked at his sister and said something suddenly, not knowing what to say. He has always been very proud of his training of the little guy. Although the great contribution comes from Jiang Xueqi, and the other half is Xiaomeng himself smart, he is still very proud. Although the little guy is his apprentice and sister, the ability of the apprentice does not mean that the master is powerful.

She put the ankle-protecting strap on her next side and then signaled the sneakers on the next side. Xia Yan immediately handed them over.

Why do you care about this World Cup like this? The other half of the reason is that the little guy wants medals?

That guy is really a bit too much. Is it really worth bullying that the two brothers and sisters? Or is it that he will not do anything too much to Sika?

"Hey, you won't be messing with your girlfriend and sister, right?"

"...Besides." Xia Yan narrowed her eyes and did not answer Park Tae-yeon's question positively.

I put on sneakers and didn’t tie my shoelaces. I just stood there and walked two steps, and there was a thick wound on my instep. There should be no big problem.

"You sit down, I'll ask my uncle to come with the injury medicine. Stay honestly before the game. You can heal as much as you can. Anyway, it will still crack when the time comes."

Park Tae-yeon walked around slowly, then sat down on the sofa again, reached out to pat the position next to him.

Xia Yan pouted and stood up, walked to him and sat down, then leaned her head directly against his shoulder.

"It's no big deal. At the worst, I'm hiding from them? Then we are otakus siblings, playing games every day, and want to go out and travel around. If we don't have a girlfriend, it's just like that. I've been through this in my previous life."

"You save money, do you want me to look at you, a resentful woman every day?" Xia Yan stretched out her finger and pointed it on his face.

"How is that possible! I can see you Ni Jiang very well." The casual sister's fingers tugged her face one by one.

"Haha, are you telling a story? I don't know you yet?"

"Actually, it's better now. I was worried about something that might happen, but it's not obvious now. In fact, this is much better than the worst case I'm worried about."

"..." Xia Yan pouted and said nothing. She understood that what Ni Jiang was most worried about was that after he really died, Yoona, Ou Ni and the others were sad. As for her, okay, Ni Jiang was most worried about, must be her.

“Isn’t it?”

"Yes, yes, do you want to sleep for a while? Your feet are injured, don't be tired again for a while."

"No, I went to bed very early yesterday."

"Oh, then that's it. I'll take a look and I'll watch from tomorrow."

"Tsk, don't say it's good or not like a shook."

"Haha! Be quiet and you."

Xia Yeon took a pillow and threw it on Park Tae-yeon's thigh, then crossed her legs and tilted her pillow.

Park Tae-yeon looked at the little girl quietly, then gently touched her hair. She would have to work hard for the rest of her life in the future, but is this okay?
Chapter completed!