Song Shiting's body is covered with scars of all sizes.
Some are indeed more than two years old, but some are still new injuries.
He said, "I have some injuries."
Ruan Qingling said, "Let me see."
However, Song Shiting's lips were pursed, and his brows were furrowed.
He remembered.
The morning after they got together, she saw the scars on his body.
They called him a vagrant and blind man, and the devil especially hated the wounds on his body.
Ruan Qingling frowned slightly.
It seems something unpleasant happened.
The thought made her brows furrow even more deeply.
but……
Now is the time to change Song Shiting's mind.
"Let me see."
Song Shiting then pulled his clothes up.
Ruan Qingling noticed that he had scars of different colors on his back and stomach.
This is because the injuries occurred at different times, resulting in varying depths of the scars.
Isn't that too much?
There was even a scar on his side that looked like a centipede.
That's because the stitching technique was too rough, leaving a mark.
Ruan Qingling frowned slightly.
Just as Song Shiting regretted showing his scar, Ruan Qingling said, "Go inside and take off your clothes, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Some scars can be removed with consistent use over time; however, scars older than two years will take much longer to fade.
Song Shiting looked at the woman in front of him.
Her eyes were serious.
The malice I used to see in him is gone.
It's like a deep pool, with no bottom in sight.
Ruan Qingling picked up the medicine and said, "This medicine is only enough for you to apply this time. I will make more tonight."
Song Shiting looked at Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling asked, "Do we need to deal with it or not? If so, hurry up, we can rest now, we have to go to work this afternoon."
Song Shiting then went inside.
He instinctively reached for his small bed.
Ruan Qingling glanced at it and said, "Bring the bed sheet onto the kang!"
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