Shao moqian applied the medicine for Chu Xia. He frowned as he looked at the terrifying pustules on her back and asked, " Xiaxia, tell me the truth. Is this a prank by your classmates? "
"Yingluo really isn't." Chu Xia responded weakly.
The itchiness and pain on her back made her want to scratch it a few times, but her mother held her hand down. baby, don't scratch it. You can't do it now. It'll break if you scratch it, and it'll get worse. It'll even leave a scar, and it'll look bad with a scar. Chi Yi was actually afraid that the wound would become inflamed if she scratched it. If that happened, she would have no choice but to get an injection.
Chu Xia could only hold it in. She held it in so much that her tears fell, but she forced herself not to cry.
She did not cry because she did not want her mother to worry about her, and she did not want her mother to harp on the matter of her being teased.
