Wenshan had supper and cleaned up the dishes before going upstairs.

After Wen Shan went in, she looked down at her arm. She had not changed her dressings for a day, and from now on, she would have to change her dressings by herself.

Wen Shan walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, and reached out to take the medicine on the table, and her right arm was trembling unconsciously. She knew that she still couldn't face her arm directly.

Forget it, let's close the window first.

Wen Shan thought, when she got up and wanted to close the window, she found that not only the window was closed, but even the curtains were pulled up.

She kept it herself?

Wen Shan reached out and patted her head. Do you remember it in three seconds?

Why don't you remember at all?

It’s like after we go out, we always wonder if we have locked the door, so we have to go back and take a look.

So now Wen Shan is in serious arms. Is this her own confinement?

It's strange.

Wen Shan slowly took off the shirt outside with her three-second memory, and she also had gauze on her arms. The edges of the gauze were dark wrinkled skin that was not wrapped.

Wen Shan's eyes deepened slightly, and she slowly stretched out her hand to peel off the gauze. The completely burned skin became wrinkled due to the loss of water. The treated burn marks still could not completely remove the dark pigment. The fair left arm and the almost deformed right arm formed a significant contrast.

Wen Shan's uncontrolled left hand almost crushed the ointment in her hand.

Wen Shan, who could never accept this psychological impact, threw the ointment in her hand and slowly slid on the ground, buried her head in her left arm and deceived herself, as if she could pretend not to know if she couldn't see it.

Nalan Chunbo pushed open the door and looked at the woman sitting by the bed crying silently, probably because she was afraid that she would disturb others.

Nalan Chunbo picked up the ointment on the ground, then slowly went over and sat down beside her, his eyes fell on her arms, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes tightened a little, even a man, he was shocking to see.

Nalan Chunbo reached out and held Wen Shan's arm, but Wen Shan seemed like a frightened little rabbit. She suddenly looked up and struggled wildly the next second, trying to get something to cover her ugly arm.

Nalan Chunbo controlled her shoulders and pressed the person into his arms. He always held the shoulders of her right arm with one hand, so that she would not struggle too much and then hurt the wound.

"Let me go, you let me go." Wen Shan wanted to struggle, but she couldn't struggle with his strength. She didn't want him to see his arm.

Nalan Chunbo could feel her excitement, her crying sounded hoarse, and there was fear in it, the fear he would find.

But he didn't know how he was going to tell her, and told her that he didn't care, and told her that it wasn't that scary.

So, at this moment, he could only hold her like this, listen to her crying, and feel her trembling.

When Wen Shan was tired of crying and was tired of crying, she completely calmed down in his arms.

Nalan Chunbo's lips fell on her forehead, "Shanshan, we always have to face it. You and me, there is no need to face it alone."

Wen Shan didn't speak, maybe because she was tired of crying.

Nalan Chunbo did not force her to speak, but took the ointment and carefully applied medicine for her, and then replaced it with a new gauze.
Chapter completed!