Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 44
Bo Xinglan still didn't move.

Seeing the injuries on his body, Misha thought of her mother.

That terrible ordeal made Misha deeply realize that even a small wound can take a person's life.

The image of her mother appeared again in her mind, and Misha's eye sockets couldn't help getting moist.

If it wasn't for her accidentally cutting Mommy's finger, it wouldn't be...

A hand suddenly stretched out, supporting Misha's face.

"What are you thinking?"

Misha blinked, and a tear rolled down from the eye socket.

Bo Xinglan frowned, and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face.

The fingers were very hard, which caused Mi Xia a little pain. Just as she was about to speak, Bo Xinglan stuffed a bunch of gauze and medicine into her hands.

"bring it on."

He turned around and took off his shirt, revealing his broad back.

The bandage wrapped around his waist was soaked, and blood was seeping through.

Misha pulled himself out of the memory, wiped his eyes, and carefully removed the bandage.

The wound on his waist was huge, but it had recovered a lot, and it didn't look like a knife wound.

"How did you get hurt?" Misha asked curiously.

"Bite."

"Bitten?" Misha's eyes widened. "By a dog? How can a dog jump so high?"

Bo Xinglan didn't explain, but raised her hands slightly and closed her eyes.

"Use the medicine in the green bottle."

Misha put away the sterilized cotton swab, lowered his head and carefully reapplied medicine to his wound.

The hot chest was next to her face, and the temperature on it seemed to be contagious, making her face burn too.

Misha lowered her head, forced herself to concentrate, and carefully applied the medicine.

Bo Xinglan opened her eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on Mi Xia's serious side face.

The palm-sized face was tightly tensed, very serious, with a slight blush on it.

Bo Xinglan was fascinated for a moment, and remained motionless.

The black hair rubbed back and forth on his chest, itching, like a kitten scratching in his heart all the time, it was unbearable.

Before he realized it, he had already stretched out his hand and wrapped Misha's hair.

"what happened?"

Misha raised her head.

Bo Xinglan's eyes moved, she pulled her hair back, and said calmly.

"fine."

Misha stroked her hair, not understanding what was going on, so she just lowered her head and continued to apply the medicine.

After a while, she slowly reacted.

When Bo Xinglan touched her hair just now, it seemed too intimate...

Even Bo Zixuan had never been like this.

Misha was a little distracted, and poked her hand directly on the wound.

"Well……"

A muffled hum came from above his head, and Misha finally realized it.

"Sorry, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

The wound was already huge, and Misha poked it, it hurt even thinking about it.

Misha hurried up and blew on the wound.

Bo Xinglan's eyes dimmed, seeing Mi Xia's puffed cheeks and bright red lips, her body gradually tensed up.

There seemed to be a storm gathering in his eyes.

"I am fine."

He suddenly reached out and pulled Misha away, gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and bandage."

Misha gritted her teeth when she heard his voice.

Could it be because you hurt him and got angry?

Misha looked up and smiled at him.

"It'll be fine right now."

Bo Xinglan's whole body trembled, and the hand beside him clenched into a fist instantly.

Does this woman know what she is doing? !

How could you smile at him so unpreparedly?

Doesn't she know how annoying this is?

(End of this chapter)