C7

Chapter VII

"Sit down."

Shen Zechen placed the medicine chest on the tea table and sat next to Lu Feng with a soft voice. Lu Feng didn't know that the tendon was messed up, so the moment he heard Shen Zechen's voice, he immediately put down his leg that was on his knees, and sat upright.

"The coat is off."

Shen Zechen said again.

"Oh."

Lu Feng immediately took off his jacket. Maybe it was because of the snow, but it was a bit wet.

After taking off the jacket, Lu Feng's arm that was covered in rags was revealed, on his arm that was wrapped full of tattoos were wounds and bruises, the blood had already solidified and mixed together with the color of the tattoos, although it was not a big wound, but the wound was still very deep, Shen Zechen's eyebrows could not help but twitch.

"If I had known earlier, I would have brought you to the hospital."

Shen Zechen stared intently at the wound and could not help but sigh.

"No need, I just got scratched a few times by an iron pipe. I don't need it when I go to the hospital, just help me post a Band-Aid."

On the other hand, Lu Feng felt that he wasn't that young, and that he wasn't so pampered. If it was any other time, he wouldn't even bother to stick a Band-Aid on her, and could only wait for his wounds to heal.

"It might leave scars."

Shen Zechen turned around and went to the tea table to open the medicine box, then took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and some gauze.

"It's fine. As the saying goes, a scar is a man's medal."

Lu Feng's words could be said to be said to be fluent, Shen Zechen did not say a word, opened up the bottle of hydrogen peroxide, dipped it in the cotton swab and wiped it on the wound on Lu Feng's arm.

The moment the stimulating hydrogen peroxide touched the wound, Lu Feng immediately took a deep breath of cold air, and then, he pulled out his arm and bared his teeth, just as he was about to subconsciously curse, seeing Shen Zechen who had his head lowered, those curses were forcefully swallowed back. In the end, he retreated, as though he was holding onto his throat, and asked helplessly, "What are you doing?"

Shen Zechen slightly raised his head, looked into Lu Feng's eyes, and lightly said, "Disinfection."

He paused, then frowned. "Does it hurt?"

"Actually, it doesn't hurt too much ?"

Lu Feng coughed dryly. Since Shen Zechen was so kind to take him in, he couldn't possibly scold him again, right?

"If it doesn't hurt, then continue. Give me your hand."

Shen Zechen said as he reached out his hand to Lu Feng.

Looking at the hydrogen peroxide in Shen Zechen's hand, his mouth twitched.

Then, still on account of face, Lu Feng slowly reached out his hand towards Shen Zechen. He forcefully pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile that was both embarrassed and not lacking in manners.

Shen Zechen looked up and glanced at Lu Feng, and when he lowered his head, his pursed lips could not help but rise slightly. Lu Feng was still the same as before, he could never hide the truth.

Lu Feng's entire body tensed up, he gritted his teeth. This battle, was even more exaggerated than when Lu Feng was slashed by the blade before.

"Don't worry, I will be gentler."

Shen Zechen said in a low voice.

Lu Feng was startled, he looked down at Shen Zechen, winking his eyes, he did not know if it was because Shen Zechen's hands had become lighter, but Lu Feng did not feel pain anymore.

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