She must have some serious illness, leaving her perfectly good bed at home to stay here and pitch a tent with him.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, her gaze fell on Tu Hengchuan's still-exposed arms.
Because I just exerted myself, my muscles are now showing, and they look very nice to touch.
As Su Ping watched, she swallowed hard, completely lacking any backbone.
And it does look quite warm inside...
Tu Hengchuan took in the subtle thoughts on her face and tightened his grip.
After feeling a dampness in his palm, he suddenly cried out in pain.
Su Ping was startled and quickly looked at his hand.
They discovered that the area that had previously scabbed over had suddenly cracked open and was oozing some blood.
What happened? Did you exert too much force when setting up the tent?
"Pingping, it hurts..."
Tu Hengchuan turned his head to look at her, his face full of grievance.
Su Ping had a headache. She wasn't a doctor, so what was the point of talking to her?
Did she think that just opening his mouth and breathing on it would stop the bleeding and relieve the pain?
"Let me take you to the hospital."
Su Ping immediately stood up, but Tu Hengchuan grabbed her wrist.
"No, no need. I have a first-aid kit in my car. Could you get it for me?"
So that's what you were thinking.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Tu Hengchuan couldn't help but cautiously ask again, "Is it okay?"
Su Ping sighed, her gaze falling on his still bleeding palm. She agreed, took the car keys, and walked toward the car.
I searched for a while but couldn't find it. Did he forget about it?
Su Ping opened the back seat with a try-it-out attitude and found that there was indeed a small box on the seat.
This should be it.
Su Ping picked it up and headed back immediately. She was afraid that if she went back any later, he would get a fever tonight due to the infection of his wound and the cold wind.
Actually, if he didn't have an episode, she really couldn't bring herself to say no to him when she saw his face.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Tu Hengchuan quickly poked his head out of the tent.
Upon seeing that it was Su Ping, her eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter.
"You've been gone for so long. I thought you'd abandoned me."
Hearing his complaining and coquettish tone, Su Ping couldn't help but smile.
She really likes this kind of thing.
"How could that be? I said I wouldn't leave, and I won't leave."
Su Ping took off her shoes and went into the tent. It was equipped with lights, making it quite cozy.
When he turned around, he found that Tu Hengchuan, who had been sitting behind him, was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a pair of long legs in the same spot.
"What are you doing?"
Before she could react, Tu Hengchuan had already zipped up the tent in a flash.
Su Ping chuckled. "Your hand doesn't hurt anymore?"
Seeing that she was staring at his hand, Tu Hengchuan quickly coughed twice and opened his hand in front of her.
"pain."
Seeing this expression, Su Ping suddenly couldn't stay angry.
"Don't you realize you're in pain yet?"
Su Ping suppressed a laugh, opened the box in her hand, and pretended to look at him with a stern face.
Tu Hengchuan studied the expression on her face and leaned closer to explain.
"Don't overthink it, I didn't mean anything by it. It was just too cold, that's why I put it on."
Su Ping glanced at his thin clothes; they were indeed quite light.
They stopped bothering him, but if he wanted to treat the wound, they would have to open the tent, otherwise it would be difficult to disinfect the wound.
Seeing Su Ping unzip the tent again, Tu Hengchuan looked somewhat disappointed.
So she really doesn't want to be in a closed space with me?
Even though I deliberately reopened the wound on my hand in an attempt to keep her, it still didn't work?
Tu Hengchuan gave a bitter smile, and the next second he heard Su Ping's voice again.
"What are you daydreaming about? Come here, it's cold."
Su Ping faced the cold wind, her voice trembling. She had just managed to warm up a little, and now she felt her face go numb from the cold wind.
Tu Hengchuan looked up in surprise.
She didn't leave!
His earlier disappointment was instantly replaced by joy, and he hurriedly sat down.
As a result, I forgot that my hand was still injured and accidentally bumped into it.
This time, he truly cried out in pain.
After Su Ping opened the iodine solution, he took his hand and extended it outside the tent.
The cold liquid poured into his palm made Tu Hengchuan feel itchy, a sensation he couldn't quite describe.
Could it be because Pingping was holding his hand?
Su Ping was about to ask him if he was in pain when she turned her head and saw a smile on his face that almost made her eyes pop out.
Does he genuinely not know how handsome he looks when he smiles? Or is he doing it on purpose?
Because of this distraction, she didn't even notice that the entire bottle of iodine had been spilled.
She only realized what was happening when Tu Hengchuan felt the wind blowing up and pulled his hand back.
Su Ping quickly looked away, inwardly cursing herself for being so weak-willed as to have been staring at that face in a daze.
After hastily averting her gaze, she suddenly didn't know what to do next.
"this."
Tu Hengchuan was secretly delighted. It seemed that Sister Yu's advice to invest in his face was worthwhile. Just one smile from him was enough to draw Pingping's attention to him.
Su Ping didn't even look at what Tu Hengchuan handed him; he simply unscrewed the bag and sprinkled most of the powder inside onto his wound.
Tu Hengchuan couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but chuckle at her actions.
He suddenly felt that his hands in Pingping's hands were more like skewers, marinated with a bunch of spices.
After covering the horrific wound, Su Ping tried to wrap it with gauze, but found that she didn't have enough hands to tear it open.
"I'll do it."
Tu Hengchuan grabbed her hand directly, and just when she thought he was going to help her tear it open, she found him leaning his head over and biting the edge of the gauze.
As he bit down there, his eyes were fixed on Su Ping, gleaming with a light that made Su Ping feel a little embarrassed.
This guy is definitely a good actor; he managed to make something so serious sound like this...
Seeing her awkwardly look away, Tu Hengchuan knew he had achieved his goal, so he stopped teasing her and obediently bit a corner of the gauze.
"alright."
After saying that, he pretended to look at her with a puzzled expression, and even touched her slightly flushed face with his other hand.
"Pingping, why is your face so red? Did you catch a chill in the wind?"
Su Ping didn't want to talk to him. After coughing, she quickly wrapped the gauze around his hand three or four times.
Tu Hengchuan moved his hand in dissatisfaction and protested in a low voice.
"It feels a little tight, I can't breathe."
Su Ping couldn't help but chuckle; he'd really picked someone.
While mentally criticizing him, she still re-bandaged the gauze.
Tu Hengchuan looked at her profile and suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.
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