Master said not to pick wild flowers on the roadside and not to pick them from men on the roadside. Qiye one
I couldn't help but take the man home.
Qi Ye wanted to give the man some water, but her hand slipped and all the water splashed on the man, making him very hot.
Red. Seeing that the gauze wrapped around the man's wound was dirty and torn, I wanted to cut it off with scissors.
He opened it and accidentally pricked the man's hand again.
After Qiye's careful care, the man finally woke up, his eyes filled with despair.
Girl, you'd better throw me back.
The man barely squeezed out a few words from his mouth, "I'm fine now, girl, I'd better take a rest."
Take a break. "
"Your injury is serious and you need someone to take care of you." Qiye looked serious and did not move to deal with it.
Still standing in front of the window.
The man could only close his eyes helplessly.
Concept: Flowers work hard too, and they still bloom no matter the wind or rain.