Jiang Ningxi stepped forward, looked at him and asked, "Since you always call me sister, it shouldn't be too much for me to ask you some slightly private questions, right?"
How did you get all those injuries?
No wonder he doesn't wear short sleeves even here in such hot weather.
Fang Linxi raised his hand and scratched his head, then lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassed and said.
“When I was little, I lived with my uncle and aunt. Sometimes they would order me around, and occasionally they would hit me when they were unhappy.”
"But I got used to it later, it's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Seeing his nonchalant manner, Jiang Ningxi suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.
She had previously checked his background; his parents had divorced when he was young.
Then he lived with his uncle and aunt, suffering all kinds of grievances.
But I never expected them to be so vicious!
Fang Lin raised his hand and scratched his head again, "Sister, I, I'll go out first."
He's neither a member of the production team nor a guest, so it's not appropriate for him to stay there indefinitely.
Jiang Ningxi looked at him and said, "Take off your clothes, let me check your wounds."
Fang Linxi's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed red, and she stammered, "No, no need, they're just old injuries, it's nothing."
Jiang Ningxi looked at him with a scrutinizing expression, and said with an amusement, "You used to sneak into my bed, but now I'm just asking you to take off your clothes so I can check your wound."
"You won't dare?"
Fang Linxi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "Then, then I'll take it off."
After saying that, he slowly took off his long-sleeved shirt.
Jiang Ningxi frowned and went forward to examine him.
Most of them are indeed old wounds, but some were probably caused a few months ago.
In addition, pinch his arm.
"Did you used to dislocate your arm frequently?"
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