Chapter Fifty-One This Early Morning Was Destined To Be Unpeaceful

  "Ah!"

  At the sound of this, Cheng Qiao's movements suddenly stopped, and she stared at me in shock: "A Yao, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

  "Not... " I covered my face and whispered, "I'm afraid it will hurt too much later, and if I suddenly cry out... it will interrupt you. So, I want to call out now, to let you get used to it in advance."

  He smiled with pursed lips, his clear and gentle eyes making my heart flutter: "Don't worry, it won't hurt much. Although this is the first time with Ah Yao, I've had many experiences before, just in different places."

  "Well, then you'd better slow down." I nodded with a slight smile, but my body was still tense.

  "He helplessly said: 'A Yao, you need to relax, being too tense will only make it hurt more.'"

  "Got it, hurry up." I covered my eyes.

  He chuckled and said: "A Yao, then I really..."

  Before he finished speaking, I felt a flow on my big toe, the thinnest nerve in my brain suddenly trembled, and after calming down, there was a coolness on my foot, which was just a slight stinging pain.

  "This is hydrogen peroxide, it's much less irritating to wounds than alcohol, but its antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects are also very good." He held my ankle with one hand and poured a clear liquid from a large white plastic bottle onto my toes.

  I lifted my hand to take a look at my toes, feeling that something was off. I took another glance and suddenly felt terrified: "Wow! It's so toxic that it doesn't even need digestion to spit out bloody foam!"

  "A Yao, don't move around!" Cheng Qiao immediately put down the hydrogen peroxide and pressed my calf firmly, looking quite helpless. "The discoloration is because it's been stained with your blood, this is a normal disinfectant reaction. If there were no white bubbles, that would be a problem. Just watch, it'll be gone soon."

  "Ah?" Looking at the piles of pale red bubbles that appeared one after another in a violent reaction, they quickly disappeared again. I calmed down and said, "Oh, so that's how it is."

  "I didn't expect Ah Yao to have no common sense at all." He lowered his head and chuckled.

  "Common sense is not common if you haven't tried it!" I retorted confidently, and saw him pick up another large white plastic bottle. As soon as he opened the lid, I caught a whiff of something pungent that made my eyes water. I continued to ask foolishly, "What's this again?"

  "Iodine." He didn't even lift his head, saying as he poured a light brown liquid onto the cotton ball and then applied it to my toes.

  "Ow!" I gritted my teeth and tried to pull my foot back, "That hurts!"

  "It hurts that much from just touching it? If that's the case...” He looked at me awkwardly, then at my toes. “Then Ah Yao, you'll just have to bear with it.” After saying that, he didn't wait for my reaction and directly grabbed my ankle, quickly using a cotton ball to apply medicine all over my toe.

  I clenched my teeth and leaned sideways with my hands propped on the chair, feeling like I would never love again.

  "I actually originally planned to just wash the wound with hydrogen peroxide, but the doctor said it's best to also apply some iodine, so I bought both." Qiao explained seriously.

  "I gritted my teeth and said: 'I thought this was your usual nonsense, but it's just a rumor after all.'"

  "It's not because I'm afraid you'll get infected," he said with a tone of grievance, "You really have no conscience."

  I gritted my teeth and continued: "If it weren't for the fact that you're the one who did this, I'd suspect you were intentionally getting revenge on me."

  He suddenly paused: "Revenge...?"

  I watched him warily: "What's this little bottle?"

  "Oh, the others are oral anti-inflammatory drugs. As for this one, don't worry, it won't hurt at all." He flashed a smile at me and directly poured it onto my toes.

  I had a very bad premonition, and before I could think, my foot had already reflexively taken a step back from Cheng Qiao's hand. His movement didn't stop in time, and the deep red ** spilled all over the ground, instantly staining a small patch of cement red. Even his pants were inevitably stained with a bit, but fortunately they were black, so it wasn't noticeable.

  I took a deep breath and turned away: "Xiao Qiao, sorry about this, but...". I swallowed hard, "Are you trying to give me a blood transfusion?"

  He didn't say a word, nor did he look at me; he simply stood up silently and turned his back.

  I looked up at his slender back and hesitated for a moment: "Xiao Qiao, what's wrong with you today?"

  He didn't react.

  "Sorry, I overreacted, but I really think that thing is very dangerous."

  "A Yao," he slightly tilted his head, "Do you think I would give you something dangerous?"

  I couldn't help but shudder, although his voice sounded even softer than usual, but this was clearly... the rhythm of that cold and elegant attack from that day!

  "But the color of that thing..." I stared at his sharp profile, my tongue getting tangled, "If that stuff gets poured on my feet... then you'll have to carry me back... because... I'm afraid of blood..."

  "Are you dizzy from blood loss?" He suddenly turned around, kicking over all the bottles and jars, his tall figure casting a large shadow over my head. "A Yao, are you dizzy from blood loss? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

  Looking at his tense face, I blinked blankly and stuttered: "D-did you ask me?"

  He closed his eyes for a moment, then sat down beside me with a sigh: "Sorry, I know my reaction just now was abnormal again."

  "It's fine as long as you know." I dryly chuckled and carefully slipped my feet into slippers.

  "There's a reason I'm doing this," he muttered.

  I was stunned for a moment, and before that, he seemed to have been standing opposite for a long time, but I didn't know how much he had seen. Never mind, He Mochen would be just a cloud on the horizon from now on. I turned my head to look at Cheng Qiao: "Is it because of He Mochen again? But you haven't met him face-to-face, have you?"

  He nodded and quickly shook his head: "I saw his back and couldn't help but feel a little upset."

  "It can't be that serious, right? You're acting like you're allergic to him." I pulled the corner of my mouth, "You're going to be a senior soon and he's just a freshman. You'll inevitably run into each other at school, but every time you suddenly turn cold for no reason, it doesn't look good."

  "Do you know what this means?" His clear eyes were filled with sorrow.

  I looked around: "Are you asking me?"

  He nodded.

  "Oh, I don't know." Seeing his eyes well up with tears, my mouth twitched and I tentatively added, "Is it because you're a misfit yourself, so when you see someone else who's also a misfit, you feel uncomfortable?"

  "A Yao!" He stood up abruptly and said solemnly, "I want to emphasize one more time that my future wife holds a very important position in my heart!"

  "Future wife?" I repeated, still not reacting, and the next sentence came out without thinking, "But aren't you gay?"

  He shook his body and stood still on the spot, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

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