At this moment, the door suddenly rang.

The cat frowned and looked at it, and a dagger slipped out of his hand.

Someone pushed the door and stopped in surprise when he saw that she had sat up, "Are you awake?"

"Song Sifan?" Maomao's brows frowned even tighter, but he instantly returned to his dagger to his life space.

Song Sifan walked a few steps and wanted to help the cat lie down. "The injuries on your shoulders are very serious. Don't move around, as they will crack."

The cat avoided his hand, turned his body, and the pain was torn on her shoulders. Her eyebrows moved slightly, and her eyes refused to say, "Don't touch me, I don't need to lie down. This little injury will not die."

Song Sifan stood there, wearing a light sportswear, which was very homely. He saw him wearing spotless suits on weekdays. He looked so pretty, but he was the first time he saw him.

"Although you won't die, you will become ugly if you leave scars." Song Sifan said.

“I won’t leave scars.”

She has scar removal medicine, and Song Sifan is worried a lot.

She looked up and looked at Song Sifan, and pointed to the chair in the distance, "You move a chair and sit here."

Looking up is too tired.

Song Sifan seemed to laugh, and he dragged a chair with one hand next to the bed and sat down.

The cat asked straight to the point: "Where is this?"

"My home."

"Why am I here?"

Song Sifan looked at the cat and saw her expression as if she was interrogating a prisoner, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you doing so guarding me? I can be considered to have saved your life, right?"

Maomao: "If you talk about those later, you can answer my questions first."

Song Sifan let her and nodded, "That night, when I was back home, I passed by the tunnel. When I saw your car parked there, I went into the woods and looked at you, and then I found you. You were covered in blood and lying on the ground, which scared me."

"Who showed me the wound?"

"Of course it's a doctor, I hired the best doctor."

"Who changed my clothes?"

Song Sifan stopped talking.

Maomao asked again: "Who changed my clothes?"

Song Sifan smiled a little funny, "I don't have anyone at home, of course I changed it, and I bought the clothes for you personally. Isn't it a good fit?"

Maomao's eyes darkened, and her sinister look was completely different from her usual faces.

"Song Sifan, I want to kill you." Maomao said.

Her body cannot be seen by others, she will leave it to A Jin.

Song Sifan looked at the cat, and he seemed to be no more threatening than such a terrible look. He just smiled and asked, "Why kill me? Just because I changed your clothes for you?"

"What about me saving your life?"

The cat said, "Did I ask you to save it?"

"Do you want to die?"

Of course, Maomao didn't want to die, but she still wanted to kill Song Sifan. He made her encounter many troubles and difficulties that she had to face.

Maomao began to worry about whether Song Sifan could be killed.

Finally, she suddenly said, "Get my phone."

Song Sifan shrugged lightly, "I didn't see your phone."

“My cell phone is in the car!”

Song Sifan: "It's a coincidence that I've sent your car back for you."

The cat lifted the quilt and got out of bed immediately.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as the cat took two steps, it found that both legs were weak and still had no strength in their bodies, and even almost fell down.

Song Sifan supported her.

"What did you do to me?" Maomao's sharp gaze fell on Song Sifan's face.

Song Sifan smiled, "What can I do to you? When I brought you back that day, I discovered that your body suddenly became very weak. I had asked the doctor to check it for you, but there was nothing abnormal."

The cat frowned.

Song Sifan helped her sit on the bed again.
Chapter completed!