Only after the nosebleed stopped did we go back inside.
Shen Bai remained in the same posture as before, not moving an inch even when Song Yun entered.
Is he dying? Why is he bleeding?
Seeing the worried look in Shen Bai's eyes, Song Yun seemed to feel a little better.
"Don't worry, I just have a sore throat, it's nothing."
After saying that, he continued to bathe Shen Bai.
Shen Bai was shorter than him and had a smaller frame. In Song Yun's eyes, Shen Bai was small in every way.
Song Yun then wet the towel and gently wiped the skin around Chen Bai's knee, afraid of getting water on his wound.
Then she directly washed his feet. His white toes were round and fair, and they felt soft to the touch. Song Yun couldn't help but squeeze them.
Shen Bai was a little scared and shrank his feet.
Why are you pinching my foot? Are you going to break my leg again?
Shen Bai's panicked and helpless expression once again pleased Song Yun.
For some reason, Song Yun even wanted to be worse, to see him trembling with fear but unable to resist.
Song Yun frowned, wondering what kind of nonsense he was thinking.
He immediately released Chen Bai's foot and then turned and left.
Shen Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief; at least they didn't break his legs.
Song Yun came in with a large bath towel and spread it on the changing bench next to him, then picked up Shen Bai.
Smelling the fragrance emanating from Shen Bai, Song Yun felt her breathing become labored, and her nose seemed to be bleeding again.
He wrapped Shen Bai in a bath towel, then carried her out.
It was still broad daylight, and Song Yun had only drawn a single layer of light-transmitting white curtains.
Chen Bai was placed on the sofa by the French windows, and a drop of blood from his nose fell onto the white bath towel.
Song Yun raised her hand to cover her nose again, then turned and went to the bathroom.
When he came out again, Song Yun was holding a set of dark white clothes.
"Put your clothes on first."
He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and Shen Bai obediently raised his hand when told to raise his hand and his leg when told to raise his leg.
Is Song Yun dying? Why is he always getting nosebleeds?
Could it be that I angered him? But I just want to go back to the Taoist temple, not kill him.
What should I do? If Song Yun dies, won't I become a murderer?
Shen Bai's worried expression made Song Yun both amused and exasperated.
He took out a hairdryer and helped Chen Bai dry her hair.
"Don't worry, I just have a sore throat. I'll have the doctor come and take a look later."
Shen Bai sat motionless on the sofa. He didn't really want Song Yun to die. The little cakes Song Yun gave him were the most delicious. If he died, there would be no more little cakes.
Shen Bai's hair was very long, even covering his waist, so Song Yun carefully helped him blow-dry it.
Her long hair was very smooth. Holding it in her hand and playing with it, Song Yun couldn't help but bring the white hair to her nose and smell it.
The hair, carrying a unique fragrance, brushed against Song Yun's lips, making her feel as if her lips had been burned.
Suddenly realizing what he was doing, Song Yun felt a little agitated. What was wrong with him?
After drying his hair, Song Yun didn't stop for a moment. He went to find the medicine, then disinfected and applied it to Chen Bai's knee.
During this time, Shen Bai was in so much pain that he wanted to cry, so Song Yun lowered his head and gently blew on his wound.
"Does it hurt? Let's see if you dare to run around like this again. How could you just jump over such a high wall like that?"
Speaking of this, Song Yun became a little annoyed again. This child doesn't know how to take care of his body at all.
Shen Bai stared at him blankly.
It was so dark back then, how could we know how high it was?
"Stupid, so stupid to try to run away."
He paused, then added mischievously:
"Next time I'll fill the wall with spikes, let's see if you dare to climb it again."
Shen Bai thought for a moment.
[Spiky spikes? Those can prick people, right?]
"I really wouldn't dare."
He shook his head, indicating that he didn't dare to go up.
Song Yun was finally satisfied.
After applying the medicine to his knee, Song Yun took out a box of ointment.
"come over."
Shen Bai didn't know what he was going to do, but he also knew that he couldn't resist, so he stood up.
Song Yun gently pulled his pants down a little, then looked at the flesh that was red and swollen from her beating.
There's no way around it; the child is disobedient, and if he's not punished, he'll sneak out again next time.
This time we ran into Jiang Chen and his group, but what if we run into bad guys next time?
He gently applied some ointment to his hands and then applied it to the pale, fleshy skin.
A cool sensation came from behind him, and Shen Bai subconsciously wanted to dodge it.
Song Yun wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Don't move."
Shen Bai paused for a moment, then stopped moving.
A moment later, another drop of blood appeared on the ground.
Song Yun pulled up Shen Bai's pants and ran to the bathroom.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Yun frowned.
*
The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon.
Chen Bai sat on the sofa next to the French windows, looking at the person on the sofa opposite him.
At this moment, Song Yun was extending her hand for Ji Ning to take her pulse, while Liu Yuan next to her was also listening with a stethoscope.
Ji Ning looked solemn.
"Mr. Song, you mean you often feel inexplicably irritable, and you even had a nosebleed today?"
Song Yun nodded.
Liu Yuan, who was standing next to her, put away her stethoscope.
"Mr. Song, are you saying that your heart sometimes beats faster for no reason, and sometimes you feel like your heart stops beating?"
Song Yun nodded again.
Ji Ning and Liu Yuan exchanged a glance.
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