When Zhou Zhengting came out after washing, he saw Jiang Qingyue preparing to help him wash the bloody clothes.
He quickly stopped her, "Don't wash it. If it can't be washed clean, just throw it away."
It’s winter and the weather is so cold.
Clothes with blood on them cannot be washed with hot water.
Jiang Qingyue was just turning her head to say something to him when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the bright red wound on his body.
I was shocked. "What's going on with your hand?"
Zhou Zhengting was so focused on pulling her that he forgot about the injury on his hand.
When he heard her ask, he quickly put his hands behind his back.
"Maybe I didn't wash my hands clean just now. I'll go wash them again."
"Don't move."
Jiang Qingyue said as she pulled his hands out from behind.
Looking closely, it was the same place where he was injured last time when he was saving two children in Beijing.
It has now cracked and is bleeding again.
Seeing Jiang Qingyue's pale face, Zhou Zhengting hurriedly comforted her, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. I guess I didn't pay attention when I was on the mountain just now, and I used too much force, so it broke."
"It's all right."
The two children heard the noise and trotted over.
I saw blood on my father's hand.
They all came over to show concern, "Hoo hoo."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingyue just felt uncomfortable.
After all, she knew very well why Zhou Zhengting did all this.
Jiang Qingyue lowered her eyes and said nothing more. She turned around and went into the house to get the medicine box.
She pursed her lips and said, "Come in for a moment, I'll rebandage you."
Zhou Zhengting had no choice but to walk over obediently and sit on the stool next to her.
While bandaging the wound, Jiang Qingyue sighed slightly in her heart.
"Zhou Zhengting, I know you want to have a good relationship with my family for me and the child."
"But I've said before that we don't owe each other anything anymore, so don't do this again in the future."
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