When doctor MA saw that Liancheng Yazhi's forehead was sweating more than Rong Yan's and his face was a little pale, the corner of his mouth twitched. He really didn't know that this kid loved his sister so much.
Doctor MA washed his hands, took out a pack of wet tissues from the drawer, and handed it to Liancheng Yazhi.
wipe it. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're the one who's injured. Are you really that worried? "
Liancheng Yazhi glared at him, took the wet tissue, and tore open the packaging. He didn't wipe it for himself, but turned around and carefully wiped the thin sweat on Rong Yan's forehead.
Liancheng Yazhi threw the wet tissue into the trash can and carried Rong Yan. "Let's go home."
"Brother, I can walk on my own," Rong Yan hurriedly said.
Liancheng Yazhi frowned. don't force yourself. Your leg is injured. How can you walk on your own? be good.
rong yan didn't dare to speak.
Liancheng Yazhi said to doctor MA, " "Let's go,"
