Chapter 142 - 126
Rong Zhi didn’t go over, just said, "Anything is fine."
Who knew Bai Su this time wouldn’t give up and insisted on having her go; she couldn’t help but frown, taking a few steps closer.
Bai Su reached out to pull her in; Rong Zhi paused slightly and leaned back to avoid his hand, "What is it?"
"Your hand," Bai Su opened his palm, his eyelids slightly lifted with a fleeting glance on the back of her hand, "Let me take a look?"
Rong Zhi followed his gaze, looking at the back of her hand, only then noticing a few streaks of dried blood she didn’t know when had appeared, quite conspicuous on her cold, fair skin.
Thinking back, it was probably earlier when Feng Mian scratched her.
She didn’t pay much attention.
"Just alcohol will do." She flexed her wrist and put down the cup to find the medical kit.
Bai Su got up, and as she picked up the medical kit, he took it first, pulling her to sit on the sofa without a word.
He gently and carefully rolled up the teenager’s sleeve; originally, he just wanted to roll it up to the wrist, but halfway through, a deeper, redder scratch caught his eye, making him press his lips slightly and roll the sleeve up to the elbow.